Page 57 of Killer Notes
“Danny.” I call out his name and open the door. What I find isn’t what I expected.
The singer is curled up in a ball and crying. I don’t say another word, just close and locking the door, then climb onto the bed and try to wrap him up in my arms. Danny uncurls his body, turns, and he lets me pull him in.
“I’m here, baby,” I whisper in his ear. “I’m here.”
My arms tighten around his thin frame as he tucks his face into the crook of my neck where I can feel the wetness from his tears.
He then winds his arms around my waist, plasters his body to mine, and I welcome his shivering form.
“I’m such an idiot,” he whispers
“No, you’re not.”
“Then why am I crying over that fucker?”
“Because this is a knee jerk reaction. You didn’t expect to see him here. But I promise you, he won’t get near you.” I kiss the top of his head. Danny tilts his head up, meeting my clear, affirming gaze. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes, I do.” His eyes drop to my lips and then he kisses me. I don’t hesitate and open my mouth for him, letting Danny take what he needs from me.
Danny shifts to straddle me. He pulls off his shirt and looks into my eyes. “I need you, Tobias.”
“I always need you.” I sit up, and Danny helps me out of my shirt. We quickly remove our pants and underwear and climb back onto the bed in the same position as before.
Danny angles his body forward, grabs hold of my stiff prick and begins feeding it into his tight hole.
He tips his head back, his beautiful hair loose down his back, and moans. “Yes.”
“Oh, sweetheart,” I groan, then he kisses me into silence.
As his mouth and tongue feasts on my mouth, Danny glides his hips up and down my shaft in a slow, languid slide. It’s torture and pleasure all in the same instant.
I shift and, getting a better angle, I take over. My hands tightly grip his ass cheeks apart, I bend my knees slightly and thrust up into him over and over until Danny releases my lips and cries out my name in pure ecstasy. But I’m not done.
I pull out and switch positions, having Danny on his back, and his legs over my shoulders. I drive right back in, until that familiar buzz pulsates throughout my body, and I pull out and cum over his chest and abs as though I’m marking my territory. Because Danny Raven Wells is mine.
He’s mine to protect. Mine to cherish. No one will tear me away from him. I know this. All I have to do now is prove to Danny that I’m his.
CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
Danny
I wake up a few hours later, finding Tobias missing from the bed. I must have passed out because I don’t remember cleaning or being cleaned up. I find a note on the pillow next to me. It reads,Miss you already.
A burst of joy and calm fills me because Tobias took the time to write me a note. It’s simple, but heartfelt.
I fold the piece of paper and put it on the nightstand. Then I go the bathroom. After a quick shower, I dry my hair and begin to feel more like myself. I pick up Tobias’s note and tuck it into my jeans pocket.
As I step out of the bedroom, I run smack into Connor. His eyes land on me with heavy judgment.
“Don’t look at me like that.” Heat suddenly blooms across my face.
“Like what?” A single brow rises.
“As my best friend, you should be the last person to judge,” I counter with narrowed eyes.
He leans in and frowns, “The entire bus knows what you two were doing.”
“Jealous?” It’s my turn with the raised brow. I’m not going to be shamed for having sex on the bus… even if it’s with my bodyguard/boyfriend.