Page 107 of Hard Rock Sin

His didn't answer, his gaze burning into me as he pulled me along. He led me through the busy backstage area and down a less crowded hallway.

He opened the door that readartist loungeon the door. He guided me inside the room with a hand on my back.

An empty room.

I flushed, my cheeks going red when I realized what this was.

Cameron closed the door behind us and locked it. My heart began thumping wildly in my chest at the sound the lock clicking.

"I—" I began to say.

He gave me a carnal grin and approached slowly, like he was a predator approaching its prey.

In all the times we'd had sex, it had never been anywhere other than in Cameron's mansion. In my bedroom, or on one of the sofas, or in the pool.

I'd never imagined doing it backstage at one of my brother's concerts.

Well. Maybe I'd imagined it once or twice. Or a few dozen times.

But I'd never thought it could actually happen. The last thing Cameron and I wanted was for us to get caught.

"Are you really sure—"

He cut me off with his mouth on mine. I let out a muffled squeak, heat pooling between my legs.

When he'd kissed the very air out of my lungs, he slowly pulled back an inch.

"Thank you," he murmured against my lips. "You were right when you said I should just talk to my parents. I guess I was afraid of having all my fears confirmed."

"I never meant to hurt you by pulling away in front of Noah," I said softly. "I just got scared." I met his eyes. "But I'm not scared anymore. I'm going to tell my brother right away."

"Not yet."

I frowned, confused. "You don't want to tell him?"

Cameron shook his head with a wicked smirk. "First, I need to bury my cock so deep inside that sweet cunt you'll be feeling me for days."

I flushed, my inner muscles clenching and throbbing.

"You want to do it… here?" I asked, nerves and excitement fighting for dominance.

"I can't wait until we get home." He dragged his hands up my inner thighs and under my skirt, his fingers burning a trail into my skin. "I need to get inside that sweet pussy and make you come on my cock."

My insides quivered, both at his touch and at his words.

"What if someone walks in?" I asked. It was a token protest. I was already leaning into him, our bodies mere inches apart.

"I locked the door."

"Isn't that suspicious?"

He smirked. "Who gives a fuck?"

"Better make sure your dad doesn't hear that language," I teased.

Cameron made a face. "Please don't bring up my parents at a time like this."

He pulled me into his arms and gave me a blistering kiss.