Page 115 of Rock On

What the hell was wrong with me that I liked it when he ordered me around?

It was just so sexy.

I took off my shirt, slid down my yoga pants, and stood there in nothing but my panties since I’d taken off my bra hours ago.

“Panties too,” he said, taking off the rest of his clothes.

“I thought we were going to talk?” I said, even though I’d already stepped out of my panties as I said it.

“We are. But I figured out when you’re most open and vulnerable, so I’m going to capitalize on that. Now get under the covers.”

“Okey-okey,” I said, chuckling and sliding under the cool sheets.

He turned out the light and opened the curtains, letting the illumination of Las Vegas fill the room.

Then he got into bed beside me, turning on his side and tugging me into position so I was on my side facing him, our bodies a fraction of an inch apart.

“So.” He ran a hand along the curve of my hip. “Hi.”

“Hi.”

“First, let me apologize for the way I behaved. I was upset about you blabbing to Freya, but I should have expressed that instead of just calling off the wedding and acting like a jerk.”

“It’s okay. I understand.”

“No. It’s not okay. We can’t behave that way. It’s not healthy.”

“No, it’s not.”

“So I really am sorry.”

“I accept your apology. And I apologize for opening my mouth about private band matters. I honestly don’t know what I was thinking. It truly never occurred to me that I needed to be careful with those ladies.”

He put a hand on the side of my face. “I know that. Deep down, I always knew. I guess I’m still a little raw after spending more than a year believing you and Carter had been cheating behind my back, that the threesome was a way to cover it up or something. I know that turned out to be wrong, but I believed it for sixteen months. For more than a year I lived with the knowledge that the love of my life and my best friend had been going behind my back. And this felt like another betrayal.”

“Oh, baby, I’m sorry.” I nestled into his hand. “But we didn’t. You know that in your heart of hearts, right? Carter and I were only together that one time, with you.”

“I do know that. I guess my subconscious just had a moment of…insecurity. And it’s not fair of me to take out my insecurities on you in that way.”

“You’re entitled to your feelings.”

“Yes, but not to make you feel bad about something you didn’t do. You never cheated. Just because I thought you did doesn’t mean it happened.”

“But I left you without an explanation, so you were free to think whatever you thought.”

He edged closer to me, pressing his body to mine. “We’ve both made mistakes, and we’re continuing to make them, so we have to promise each other something.”

“Okay.”

“No matter what, no matter how angry or frustrated or disappointed we are in each other, we talk it out. No knee-jerk reactions, no name-calling or raised voices, and absolutely no walking away until it’s resolved. It’s okay to take five or ten minutes to cool off, that’s normal, but we have to work through things.”

“Promise.”

He lifted my leg and gently moved it over his hip, angling his cock at my entrance. “Are you wet, baby? Will I hurt you if I do this now?”

“I was wet the minute you told me to take my clothes off,” I admitted.

He slowly and gently pressed into me, a fraction of an inch at a time, until he was fully seated. Then he leaned forward and kissed me. Lightly. Gently. A breeze against my lips. It was so deliciously sensual I felt my skin tingle with need.

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