Page 95 of Hard Rock Muse

“You drive me fucking insane,” he growled, then bit down into my neck.

I cried out even louder, squeezing around him. I brought one hand down between us and began playing with myself, so close to the edge and knowing he couldn’t take his hands from my ass or I’d fall.

“I need you to come, Ev,” he grunted, and I knew he was close, too.

I rubbed harder. He hefted me up even higher, penetrating me at a different angle, making me gasp out loud as he reached even further depths. The head of his cock scrapped back and forth along the most perfect spot inside me.

I exploded, bucking my hips and writhing as I let out a shriek.

Julian cursed and thrust once, twice more, before he let out a long, low groan, cock twitching inside me as he came for long, intense moments.

I shuddered, clinging to him, until his arms began to tremble with the strain. I lowered my legs, hissing as he slipped out of me, and found my bearings. We leaned against each other, using the wall to keep upright, breathing heavily.

Julian let out a weak laugh.

“There goes my no-sex-in-public rule,” he said ruefully.

“Was it really a rule?” I asked. “Or were you always just horrified at the thought of getting caught?”

“Aren’t you?” he asked.

“We’re not in public,” I reminded him. “We’re in a private VIP room. See? The word private is even in the name.”

He chuckled and tugged me to him. He was still fully dressed, having only unzipped enough to fuck me. I was fully naked aside from my boots.

“I hope you didn’t rip the zipper on my dress,” I said. “Otherwise you’re giving me your t-shirt and you’re the one walking out of here half-naked.”

Julian pulled back to stare at me, a fond look in his eyes as he pushed a strand of pink hair behind my ear.

“You’re wonderful,” he said. “You know that?”

I smiled softly and cupped his cheek. “You’ve mentioned it a time or two.”

“Ev, I—”

He took in a deep breath, holding it.

My heart stopped in my chest. Was this…?

His lips parted, as if trying to speak, but not able to push out the words. A frustrated frown crossed his face, before he surged forward and buried his nose in my hair.

“I just really missed you,” he whispered.

I tried not to let my heart sink, but it was hard not to.

After watching the other members of Cherry Lips be so openly affectionate with each other, it was almost disheartening that Julian couldn’t even say the words in private.

But I’d promised myself I wouldn’t let it get me down. I’d give him the time and space he needed.

That didn’t make waiting any easier.

“Help me zip up the dress?” I asked him. “If we’re gone any longer the others are going to get suspicious.”

“By now, they’re probably all too tanked to notice we’re even gone.”

“Seth’s drinks are still that potent, hm?”

“He outdoes himself each time, I swear.”