Page 40 of Taming Her Temptations

The band on stage wraps up their song to applause and the acrobats dismount. I notice Benny standing at the edge of the stage.

Benny settles himself in front of the microphone when the stage is clear and greets the crowd.

“About seven years ago,” he starts. “Three guys walked into this place with way too much confidence and I was sure they would get booed off the stage. I also was just a busboy at the time, so my opinion wasn’t worth shit. Thankfully, so. Because those three guys did pretty damn good that first night, but that wasn’t what made them stand out. The thing that made them really special was that every time they came back, which was a lot. So much that their songs were the soundtrack to my dreams for a good year…”

The crowd laughs and Dean settles next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist.

“Anyway, every time they came back, they were better. I thought they would eventually plateau, but it never happened. And now seven years later, they’re goddamn icons. And rightfully so.”

The crowd murmurs with excitement.

“So now, without further ado. Let me introduce Levi Wilde and Asher Moor from Midnight Sons!”

Levi and Asher come out waving and the crowd goes wild. The club has a strict no cell phone policy, otherwise I’m sure everyone would be pulling them out to take video.

“You like seeing your guys up on the stage?” Dean squeezes my waist.

“My guys?” I ask tentatively. We haven’t talked about anything. I have no idea if he knows about Levi. I also don’t know how he would feel about it. I’ve actually been feeling really guilty about the entire situation.

“Yeah,” he looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Levi and Asher.”

I try to put on a better poker face. Not good enough though, because he lets out a low chuckle.

He moves closer to me and pulls me in front of him.

“You’ve got nothing to worry about,” he says as he settles behind me and grabs the railing.

“About what?” I test my luck, in case there is some massive misunderstanding.

“You don’t need to worry that you fucked Levi right after you fucked Asher and I.” His whisper in my ear reverberates through my entire body and my arms prickle with goosebumps. He runs his hand down the raised flesh of my arm and then keeps going down my thigh until he finds the slit in my dress. He slips his hand into the opening above my knee and works higher.

“You thought I didn’t know?” He continues. “Of course I know.” Then he tilts his hips into me so I can feel his thick erection pressing into my ass. “Does it feel like I have a problem with it?”

I swallow hard.

“Does Asher feel that way, too?” I ask, watching Asher tune a guitar on stage as Levi adjusts the microphone.

“That’s something for you to ask him,” he answers, gliding his hand further up my leg. “Or you can judge for yourself as he sees me make you come during his performance.”

“What?” I ask breathlessly, as Dean finds my panties and runs his finger along my slit over the fabric.

“Mm,” he hums. “So wet, and I’ve barely even touched you yet.”

“Dean,” I whisper. But there’s no resistance in my voice. Even though we’re in a public place, no one can see below our waists while we’re in this booth. And I’ve been craving them all night.

“Good evening, fine ladies and gentlemen,” Levi says into the mic, scanning the crowd. The entire place erupts in a frenzied cheer. Levi’s bright, infectious smile widens on his face. Asher wears his more reserved dimpled grin, but I can tell he’s happy to be up there.

“I hope you don’t mind us playing a song or two for you tonight.”

The crowd yells in excited approval.

“We’re going to dedicate this song to the ruby red lovers out there.” He looks up at me with a wink. My heart races and my smile breaks open. “May you all not give one flying fuck when it comes to love. Oh, and sex.”

Cheering keeps growing louder and louder at his words, but everyone quiets down when Asher plays the first notes of their song, “Object of Desire”. The same song I played to dance with Levi during our etiquette lesson.

I watch them, absolutely transfixed. Even though I’ve listened to their songs thousands of times, it was hard for me to understand how talented they are until seeing them perform at this moment. Asher’s fingers work with incomprehensible speed as he keeps rhythm by tapping his foot. Levi’s voice is impeccably trained and soulful at the same time. I wonder what Dean would be like up there. He would undoubtedly be just as commanding on the stage.

But right now, he seems intent on commanding my body. He starts stroking me harder over my underwear. I move my hips towards his fingers, looking for more.

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