“I’m not sure I’ve ever been told to put my seatbelt on. It’s not very Cosmic God behavior.”
“You can still die in a car crash whether you’re a world famous drummer or not. Seatbelts will now be mandatory.”
“Okay,” I replied, letting the word fall slowly from my lips while I waited for a punch line that never came. “I’d like to see you make Tan wear one.”
“You’d be surprised just how persuasive I can be.”
The air around me grew heavy and my skin prickled at his proximity, his wide body filling the space. “How did you meet Tanner?” I asked, trying to ignore the pulsing between my thighs.
“He came to a club I was head of security for. There were some… problems, and I took care of them. Tanner saw and asked if I wanted to come and work for you guys. And here I am.”
“Your family didn’t mind? We’re away a lot. Is there no one at home missing you?”
“No, just me,” he replied, staring out of the window. “And I fancied seeing the world.”
“Did you enjoy the gig tonight?”
He turned slightly in his seat so he could look at me before he replied. “I did,” he offered with a smile. “You were all great. Although, given how famous you are, your security is shit. I can’t wait to get my hands on them all tomorrow to kick some ass.” He leaned forward slightly. An observer might not have even noticed, but my body felt the shift like a bolt of electricity slamming into me.
“Don’t worry, I’ll have you all safe and secure before you know it.”
There it was again. That tone in his voice that sent shivers through my body I could barely suppress.My panties would be covered in my arousal if I was wearing any.
“You’re very serious about your job,” I murmured, shuffling uncomfortably in my seat.
“Isn’t that what you’re paying me for? If I don’t do my job and make sure everyone else is doing theirs and something happens to one of you, that’s all on me. The sole purpose of me being here is to keep you safe. No offense, but I think your current security seems to have forgotten that along the way. Don’t worry, I have a list.” He tapped the side of his shaved head, showing me where he’d put his list, and I fleetingly wondered what it would feel like to run my fingers over his scalp.
“Frankie, we’re here,” the driver announced, and Frankie smiled at him.
“Thanks, Len. You’re a star. Len. Have you met Matt? He’s taking over Mick’s job.”
“Nice to meet you, Matt.”
“You too, Len.”
Matt stepped out of the car, offering me his hand. When I was out, he ghosted his palm to the small of my back, guiding me inside the hotel to the penthouse’s private elevator, and my pussy thrummed with need as his warmth spread through me.
Desperate to put some distance between us so I could calm my wayward thoughts, I made my excuses. “Right, I’m going to take a bath. Make yourself at home.”
I left Matt in the lounge area. As a band, we always tried to stay in places where we could have our own suites but with a central living area so we could spend time together. Addi swore it made us closer, and I guessed she had a point, but spending your entire life with your three brothers was exhausting.Thank God for Addi. Otherwise, I would drown in testosterone.
I ran the bath, pouring in some lavender oil to try to relax me after the high of tonight’s gig. Pulling off my sweaty clothes, I left them in a pile on the floor, before I removed my make up and stepped into the bath, letting out a satisfied groan as I lowered myself into the water. I loved my baths boiling hot, and this one was perfect. Sinking contentedly into its warmth, I let it work its magic on my exhausted muscles.
Drumming is hard work.
Taking the body wash from the side, I poured a generous handful and began to rub it over my skin. I was always fired up after I played, but tonight was something else. My skin buzzed and there was an ache between my thighs I needed to release. As if my body could hear my thoughts, my back arched while I washed my breasts, my nipples puckering under my touch.
Biting down on my bottom lip to quell the groan growing in my chest, I let my hands skim down over my stomach and hips until they reached my thighs, running them up and down until my sex pulsed even harder with need.
My legs fell open, and I edged between my folds until I reached my clit. Circling my fingers over my bundle of nerves, I couldn’t contain the long, low moan that slipped from my mouth. It had been a while since I’d had sex. I was sick of casual one night stands, so I’d put myself on a self-inflicted sex ban, but my body was obviously having other ideas.
I rubbed harder and faster, my breath quickening as the noise of the water slapping against the side of the bath echoed around the room. Needing more, I lifted my left leg, hanging it over the side of the clawfoot tub, my foot dripping water onto the floor. Wide open, I pushed two fingers from my other hand inside myself and begin to work them in and out as I pressed harder on my clit.
It didn’t take long until my walls tightened and my body started to tense as my orgasm built. I imagined lips on my nipples, large hands digging into my hips, hot breath against my neck, and a thick cock filling me. As my release ripped through me, an image of Matt flashed through my head and I came hard, arousal coating my fingers and white light exploding behind my eyes. Panting, I slowed my movements and removed my fingers slowly, causing the last moments of my orgasm to twitch through my body.
Once my heart rate returned to normal, I stood up in the bath, trying not to think about the fact I’d used our new head of security to get me off. Climbing out, I pulled the plug to let the water drain and took a step forward to reach for a towel from the heated rail. My foot hit a puddle, and I slipped, my legs going from under me. I tried to right myself and grab onto something, but the world twisted and the last thing I remembered was my head hitting something hard.
Matt