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‘I brought you some water.’

Xane lay spread-eagled across the centre of the bed when Dani returned with the duvet. He didn’t move to acknowledge her arrival. Just lay there exposed with – how had he put it? – all his assets on display. And pretty glorious assets they were too. Not just his … his male bits, but the rest of him, pierced nipples, washboard abs, the swirls of black ink tattooed across his right thigh and other parts, and his … his cock. OK, her attention kept focusing in that direction, but how was any red-blooded woman supposed to resist when their idol was laid out like a gift? Most would have their phones out by now, capturing pictures. Dani didn’t require a photographic reminder; Xane’s image was now burned into her brain alongside the memory of him kissing her.

It didn’t matter that it hadn’t meant anything to him, because – oh, my fucking God – Xane Geist had kissed her.

Nope, she corrected herself. He hadn’t just kissed her. He’d outright propositioned her, and even knowing he was a player – hello, rock star – and regardless of what he’d said when he’d first invited her into his place, she was still ready to let him break her heart.

Dani bit her lip, trying to suppress the urge to molest him while he slept. She particularly wanted to follow that fascinating golden line of hairs that led down from his navel to the thicker bush around his cock. In fact, damn if she didn’t want to push her nose up against him and breathe in his scent too.

What the hell was wrong with her, thinking lewd thoughts about a comatose man? Remain calm, Dani. Keep it together. You’ve played it cool so far.

She tiptoed to the bedside and set down the drink she’d brought him. What a shame he hadn’t stayed awake to swallow it. He’d have a thumping headache in the morning.

‘Here.’ She tucked the duvet around his body. ‘You’ll get cold otherwise.’

Xane didn’t respond.

Maybe she ought to roll him into the recovery position, in case he was sick.

No. She’d leave him. That would be best. She’d go now and not touch him. Better that than for him to wake while she was manhandling him into position and had him across her lap.

‘Well, goodnight, Xane. I’ve enjoyed meeting you.’ She bent and pressed a dry kiss to his brow. ‘I won’t forget this.’

No, she’d be reliving tonight on a daily basis, imagining how things might have gone if he hadn’t passed out, and if she hadn’t been so timid. If she’d only touched him after he’d kissed her, or followed him into the shower, or even dried his back for him instead of standing dreaming of licking the water droplets from between his shoulder blades …

Damn him for sleeping. She wanted another chance. It wasn’t enough to say she’d met him, or that the sensation of his kiss had been imprinted onto her lips.

Maybe he’d forgive her for stealing one last keepsake. It wasn’t as if she intended to take anything that hadn’t already been offered.

Dani kissed her fingertips, meaning to blot them against Xane’s lips. But as she leaned towards him, she recalled the soft trace of his tongue and the odd pressure of his lip ring, and somehow her mouth met his. Even then, she meant only to press lightly before slipping away into the night.

One taste and her resolve broke. A tight spasm gripped her pussy. If only he’d awaken and kiss her back.

A mournful groan escaped her throat.

Xane stirred. Half-opened an eye.

Dani’s cheeks flamed and she tried to step backwards, but Xane’s hand slid into her hair and drew her closer again. ‘Hey,’ he drawled sleepily. ‘That’s not a proper goodbye kiss. Not that I know why you’d be giving such a thing.’ His lips parted beneath hers and sucked her with a firm but gentle pressure. The barest hint of his tongue tickled her senses. This is bad, she thought, even as she continued to fall deeper into his embrace. Her insides were molten. Dani longed to sink down on top of him so their bodies met, to feel his skin against hers. She wanted him to roll them both over so that he laid on top and his dark hair fell around them like a shroud. She wanted him. All of him. Wanted to know what bliss felt like, and not to be ashamed that she’d sought it out. Most of all, she wanted him to desire her as much as she desired him.

Xane took control. Sucking. Teasing her with tender nibbles.

Somehow, even though she knew this wasn’t sensible and though she tried – well, a little – she couldn’t pull away from his embrace. They might only have met for the first time tonight, but Dani couldn’t escape the belief that this man knew her. He understood. And the way he was kissing her, that wasn’t meaningless. It wasn’t only lust. He felt something, didn’t he? He kissed as if he was desperate, as if he was determined to cling on.

‘Stay,’ he urged. ‘Please.’

Dani took a deep steadying breath. She needed to get her brain switched on again.

‘I don’t know.’ Did he even properly remember who he was with? He was acting as if the love of his life were trying to leave him.

‘I do.’ His lips tipped upwards into a smile that showed just the tips of his eye teeth. ‘Just lie down beside me. If it’s what it takes, I’ll even promise to behave.’ He rolled, pulling her with him, so that she landed on her side in the middle of the bed. They faced one another, nose to nose. His hot breath puffed against her cheek.

‘Do you even know how to behave?’

‘Do I need to? Can you swear, hand on heart –’ he clasped her hand and pressed it to her chest ‘– that you want me to be … good?’

No. No way.

She guessed her lack of answer, or the sheen in her eyes, gave her away, for Xane pulled her tight against his body.

‘Wait,’ she gasped, before he devoured her. ‘Earlier you were adamant you didn’t want this.’

‘I never said that. I said, I didn’t want to be groped by someone who didn’t know crap about me.’

‘I don’t know you.’ She didn’t. Not really.

An irritable scowl briefly contorted his expression. ‘Don’t you? You seem to know me more than most.’ He coaxed her under the covers, where he sucked on her lips again, this time stealing both her breath and her senses. ‘Stay.’ He rolled onto his back, pulling her with him so that her head rested upon his chest. His hand remained in her hair, combing through the silken strands in a reassuring manner. ‘Please.’

Dani lifted her chin in order to look at him and caught another glimpse of his inner sadness. She knew then that she couldn’t leave. She’d always wanted to know the real him. The man behind the stage mask; the person responsible for all those impassioned lyrics she related to on so many levels. How could she not take the opportunity to know him better, even if she wasn’t entirely sure he was completely himself?

‘What are you so afraid of?’ he asked.

That their entire relationship would be played out in one paltry night, or even an hour. That he’d hurt her without ever meaning to. And that she’d be found out and punished for it.

‘I’m not actually a prince of darkness. That is, unless you want me to be.’

‘I’d rather you were just you.’

‘Would you?’ he whispered into her hair, so low she strained to hear him. ‘Then you’re the only one.’ He swept a hand down her arm, until he found her hand and clasped it tight. ‘Hold me, Dani.’

‘I’m not sure I …’ Daringly, she spread her fingers wide across his chest. Xane smiled encouragingly. He squeezed her arm. ‘Kiss me.’

She dropped a kiss upon his nose; rained soft kisses upon his face. Xane caught her, supped upon her lips. Boy, did this man know how to kiss. He turned her insides to jelly with only the curl of his tongue.

Dani shrugged aside her normal reserve. The skin across Xane’s chest was smooth and firm, warm too, animated by the persistent thump of his heartbeat. He seemed to like the way her caresses skittered over his body. Leastways, he did nothing to stop her exploration, until her attention wandered below his navel, stroking that slender line of golden fuzz. Then his stomach muscles abruptly twitched.

‘Careful,’ he warned.

Dani snatched her hand away.

‘I didn’t say don’t. Put your hand back. Just be aware of where you’re headed, that’s all.’

‘I am aware.’

‘Sure about that? Then you’d better know that I’m wide-awake.’

Dani rose up on her elbows so that she could look down at his face. ‘You don’t seem very awake.’ Actually, while his eyes still possessed a slightly glazed sheen, he did seem significantly more conscious than he’d been a few minutes ago.

‘Some bits are more alert than others.’

‘Then maybe I shouldn’t touch you there.’

‘I think you definitely should.’

He stroked a hand through her long hair until his palm rested over her lower back. The pressure set Dani’s tensed nerves ablaze.

What was she doing, pretending she could flirt with this man and in any way hope to win? He had the potential to burn her so badly there’d be nothing left but a melted gooey blob.

‘You’re trembling,’ he observed.

‘Am not.’ She cuffed him lightly, although it was true.

‘I dare you.’

‘You dare me to what?’

‘Act on the naughty thoughts you’re thinking.’

Dani put her hand back where it had been on his stomach, which caused Xane to suck in air between his teeth. His eyelids closed, as she began tracing concentric circles around his belly button. She knew this wasn’t what he’d meant, but she’d never really done this before. She’d hardly dared to move with the other guys she’d been with.

‘What do you want me to do?’

‘Whatever you’re comfortable with. It’s nice being with somebody who actually wants me.’

Dani rubbed her cheek against his chest. Even after his shower, the scent of his body proved enough to intoxicate. OK. She was going to take him at his word and seize this opportunity. She leaned over him and tongued the silver hoop through his nipple.

The ring turned beneath her mouth.

‘Yeah,’ he groaned. ‘Again.’

‘You like that?’

‘I like you.’

‘How much?’

His hands skimmed over her lower back, coming to rest across the top of her ass. ‘Keep doing that and maybe I’ll demonstrate.’

‘Only maybe.’ She sucked harder, tugging at the cool metal. Xane’s hips bucked right off the bed, lifting her too.

‘All right, definitely. Now come up here.’ He bucked again, trying to nudge her up towards his head.

‘I like it here.’

‘You’re torment, lady. I’ve another bit that needs your attention a whole lot more than my nipples.’

‘Let me guess, it’s long and thick and …’ And somehow she was saying things that normally she only ever thought, and never actually voiced.

Xane traced a heart-shape over the pulse point in his throat. ‘Come and kiss me here.’

Dani shimmied upwards a fraction to reach.

‘Mmm.’ His appreciation rolled through his body. Shivers of ecstasy chased through his limbs, and he tightened his arms, holding her against him. ‘Harder. Go on, mark me.’

Mark him!

‘Claim me.’

Dani had never understood the appeal of love bites.

‘Please,’ Xane whimpered, then grew stiff as she obliged. ‘Make me yours.’

Even now, when he turned his head to better expose his neck, and his sighs took on the heat of orgasm, she didn’t entirely get it. Tomorrow the mark would be a solid black bruise for the whole world to see. Yet there was no denying the impact on Xane’s libido. The harder she bit, the more he seemed to like it. ‘Yes! Harder. Yes. Don’t be afraid. Give it to me.’ He’d lost all hint of civility. ‘Touch me,’ he begged.

Dani didn’t need to ask where. She understood before his hand found hers and guided her downwards. He filled her palm with his heat, while she nibbled and licked at the bruise she’d made.

He showed her how to move, how to draw her hand all the way up from base to tip and curl her thumb over the head, using the drops of moisture leaking from his body to lubricate the journey.

‘Is it only on your neck you like to be bitten?’

‘I might have a few other sweet spots.’ He lifted his hips in time with the slide of her hand.

Dani stretched upwards, seeking out his mouth, which opened eager to devour her.

Whoa – he was super-eager. His hands were all over her, making a frantic attempt to find a way inside her clothing.

‘Hands off,’ she insisted, holding his wrists still on either side of his head. ‘Slow down, you’ll get your turn. Now, me first.’

He sought her gaze, clearly comprehending her intentions.

‘Let me do this for you, Xane.’

‘You don’t have to do anything.’

No, she didn’t, but he wanted her to regardless of what he was saying. She could see it in his eyes: bold excitement, and a hint of desperation. If she didn’t touch him, he’d die, but it would be no little death. ‘I’ve dreamed about doing this.’

Without further prevarication, Dani shimmied down the bed so that her head lay level with Xane’s hip.

Whore! She could already hear her mother wailing in despair over how dirty she’d become. It’s not wrong, she wanted to yell back. It’s not. It’s perfectly normal to want to do this. Especially for him.

Xane was every fantasy she’d ever had made flesh.

‘You’re pretty big.’ No way was she going to fit all of him in her mouth.

‘Only a little above average.’ He guided her head into place. ‘Kiss me, Dani.’ She rubbed her lips against the tip, then opened her mouth and let him in. ‘Aaah! Oh, hell, yes.’

The unfamiliar taste of him filled her mouth. She sucked, aware of the pulse that throbbed hard within in his cock each time she exerted any pressure. An echoing beat soon pounded between her thighs, leaving her uncomfortably aroused.

Xane’s hands wove into her hair, stroking, kneading. She might have minimal experience at this but it didn’t seem to matter. Xane was plenty appreciative.

Suck a little, stroke a little; flick her tongue against the sensitive bit around the slit. Oh, yes, right there, like that, and he bucked right off the bed. Maybe this was a little dirty, but who damn well cared? She loved the way he jumped, and all the sounds he made deep down in his throat, like he’d lost the ability to speak.

Dani, amongst many, loved Xane’s voice, but she believed few had ever heard him croon like this. It made love knots of her insides.

‘Come up here and let me give you some fun,’ he insisted.

‘No.’ Dani resisted the tugs upon her arms, despite feeling plump and achy between her thighs, and so slick that her panties were a sodden mess.

She liked the sensation of him in her mouth too much.

‘Dani, I’m close.’ His hands fisted and released around the bottom sheet. ‘Keep it up and I’m going to come.’

That was the plan. She wanted him to let go. The taste of him was already thick on her tongue. She wanted to give him this pleasure. Have him come right in her mouth so she could swallow him down. Her head bobbed faster as he strove to pull her up into his arms.

‘Don’t fight it, Xane. I want you,’ she insisted, clasping his hands within hers to stop his tugging. ‘Let me.’

‘You’ll have no joy of me –’

‘Shhh.’ She teased his slit with one … two … three kisses, and then returned to her eager sucking. He still hadn’t entirely given in, although his movements were becoming increasingly jerky. ‘Ah, lady … you’re undoing me.’ Suddenly, his muscles locked tight.

Truly?

‘Oh, man … here it comes.’ He made a noise like a grunt, and his release poured out of him.

Warm jets of semen filled her mouth. Delighted, Dani swallowed. She stayed with him, feeling every pulse until his shaft lost its vigour and slumbered like the rest of him.

He’d passed right out. Completely comatose.

Dani gave his cock one last kiss, then his stomach several more. She shimmied her way up his body, her own arousal still eating her up. ‘Xane.’ She kissed his chin, but he didn’t stir. ‘Bugger!’ What did one do in this situation?

She’d never before slipped a hand between her thighs and sought relief, unless she was entirely alone and hidden in the depths of her walk-in closet, but damn – her front tooth punctured her lip, she bit so hard – she needed, was so very sorely tempted, to rub.

She couldn’t do that here. What would he think?

Nor did she want to leave his bed. What if he woke and found her gone? Would he then think her like all the rest?

She wanted him all over her. His hands and mouth seeking out her sweet spots, thumbs thrumming against her rock-hard nipples, Xane sucking her as she’d sucked him.

Her body didn’t know what to do with itself. It would be impossible to sleep.

‘Xane.’ She prodded his shoulder, but to no joy. He gave a soft grunt, nothing more.

How long would he sleep before he was ready for round two? Would she be insane by that point?

‘Xane.’

Tears in her eyes, Dani rolled onto her side as far away from his scrumptious body as she could get, which, given that he was sprawled right down the centre of the bed, wasn’t nearly far enough away to grant her any sort of privacy.

She needed to come so desperately …

‘Hey, why are you right over there?’ Xane followed her to the edge of the mattress, where he spooned up against her back. ‘You’ve done a right number on me. I think my brains are in my feet.’ He draped one arm over her hip.

Dani stiffened over the positioning, but need overrode her fears, and his heat against her back intensified the wildfire burning along her nerves.

Her tight-fitting clothing stuck to her feverish skin.

Xane’s fingers crept beneath the hem of her skirt, making her tense further. God – she needed him to do something before she expired.

‘Time I demonstrated a few mad skills of my own.’ He breathed close to her ear. ‘You didn’t think I’d leave you wanting, did you?’ His thumb hooked under the outer edge of her underwear, then drew back and forth, back and forth under the seam, driving her insane.

‘Xane, I need …’

‘I know, sweetheart. I’m going to take care of it.’ His index and middle fingers tucked under the inner edge of her panties, and brushed into her curls.

Down a bit, she prayed, biting her lip. Desperate, she lifted herself into his touch. Her clit throbbed. Suddenly, Xane had her sprawled on her back and his large body was over her. His hips wedged into the space between her knees, while his head lay level with her navel.

Glossy black, iron-straight hair shrouded his face, brushed his biceps and tickled her skin where he’d nudged up the hem of her top. The faint trace of stubble on his chin scraped against her belly. If she hadn’t been so desirous, then she might better have anticipated what came next. Xane didn’t understand that her need didn’t require him to peel her clothes off. He tugged. He lifted.

Dani frantically captured his hands and held them in place against her stomach. ‘Don’t take anything off,’ she insisted.

Xane rested his chin against her waistband. ‘Nothing? Are you going to undress yourself?’

Dani bit her lip hard. She shook her head.

‘So I can’t taste these?’ He flicked his index fingers across her tightly steepled nipples, which poked prominently against her clingy black top. ‘Or suck, right here?’ He tapped two fingers against the top of her mound. ‘Where’s the fun in that?’

‘You can do both those things, just don’t undress me.’

He arched an eyebrow. ‘Kinky. A bit weird … but I kind of like it.’

‘Oh, fuck!’ Dani sighed as he drew one taut nipple into the heat of his mouth in a way that shot pulses of pleasure down to her already needy pussy. If he touched her down there, she’d … she’d explode or something. She’d never experienced excitement like this: the anticipation, waiting for him to work his way down her body; the torment of each and every slow kiss. He nibbled and sucked at the edge of her tummy button, explored its depths with his tongue, until her clit grew impossibly hot and swollen.

Dani spread her thighs, opening for him as he crept lower and lower.

He sought her gaze, begged permission with two silvery-grey eyes. Please, Dani. Let me taste you.

She arched to him as Xane dipped his head. His tongue slid against the bud of her clit. Even dulled a little by the layer of sodden fabric, it electrified every cell of her body.

‘It’s no good, Dani.’ His tongue danced along the seam of her knickers, darting beneath where it could, but never seeking its true goal. ‘These pretty things have got to come off.’

He didn’t allow her to deny him, simply ripped them off and flung them away from the bed.

‘Now,’ he said, staring at her bared sex. ‘Now the real pleasure begins.’

Dani thought she knew what to expect. After all, he wasn’t the first guy to put his tongue on her clit. Only no one else had ever kissed her there with such a show of devotion. He made love to her pussy, the same way he kissed her lips, with an explosive mixture of passion and reverence. Xane teased. He nibbled, until her juices covered the whole lower half of his face and Dani had her toes stretched to points as pronounced as the peaks of her nipples.

A desperate ache built in her womb. Every time he touched her, she jumped a little. It was too much and not enough. Unable to grasp hold of Xane, she sought purchase for her hand on the pillows, and then the underside of the headboard. With her braced thus, her first climax struck her hard. It rippled through her limbs, relaxing her, only for her muscles to tense again immediately. Xane kept on riding the wave of energy with her. He shoved her legs wide, urging her to bend her knees and open up completely to him.

He pushed two fingers inside her and curled them while he drummed a rapid tattoo against her nub, then used his thumb to sweep over the delicate puckered ring of her anus.

Dani’s pulse raced, struggling to keep pace with her rapid breaths. ‘What are doing?’ she gasped, shocked by how much that filthy touch turned her on.

‘Giving you a good time, I hope.’