Page 46 of Backstage with a Billionaire Rockstar

Brent is the first one to clear his throat, and he rises from his place on the couch. “I’m glad you mentioned that because that’s what we were going to tell you. We’re not worried about us, but someone is going to great lengths to come after you, and I’m scared, man.”

They clearly have a good bond, and it makes my chest tighten. I glance at the other two and note the glistening eyes of Jace, who probably didn’t know how much he actually meant to Evan — he does now.

“I’m glad we’re all on the same page,” Evan says softly. “Is that what you wanted to talk about?”

“Yes,” Carmen says, finally jumping into the conversation. “Why don’t we let you get some rest? I’m sure you need it.”

Evan nods. “Thanks, Carmen, for everything.”

She shrugs. “It’s my job. Do you need anything?”

“Actually, I would like Mia to come with me. After what happened a few nights ago, with someone throwing something into my window, I’m not sure I feel safe in my room any longer. I’d like her stationed outside of it.”

Carmen looks at me, a level of doubt on her features, but she nods and gives him a smile. “Of course, Evan, if that’s what you want.”

He nods curtly, then lets the rest of the band clap him on the back before we head down the long hallway toward his room.

When he turns around, I’m struck by the level of heat in his eyes that I come to an abrupt halt. He leans forward, clearly planning on kissing me, but I place a hand on his chest with a frown. “We can’t do that here,” I whisper.

Before anything else can happen, he tugs me into the bedroom and shuts the door behind us. I’m about to protest — what if Carmen comes down here? — but he doesn’t give me the chance. There’s something more in this kiss, like it’s going to be his last one and there’s no one else he’d rather it be, and I can’t help but to let him do it.

My head grows dizzy from the sensations coursing through me, and I end up stumbling back against the door. I freeze, waiting for the footsteps to sound on the floor, but there’s nothing but hushed voices coming from the living room.

No one is coming here.

“I need you, Mia,” Evan grinds out against my lips, his hand moving to cup my ass as he grinds himself against me.

There’s a bulge in the front of his pants, showcasing just how much he needs me, and I mimic his movements by rolling my hips against him. “Then take me,” I whisper into the kiss.

That’s all I needed to say to him. Within seconds, I’m being lifted and placed on the bed with gentle care. His eyes flick over my frame, then he steps closer and tugs my black t-shirt over my head. The way he looks at my chest makes my cheeks heat, and I watch him as he takes an easy step forward.

He comes to a stop in front of me, then drops to his knees at the side of the bed and slowly drags the zipper of my black pants down. All the while, his eyes stay glued on me. Once the pants are placed on the floor, he glides one of his large hands up my leg until he reaches the waistband of my panties.

He presses a finger against my clit, the lace still covering it, but my body sings with the movement.

I’m craving him more than I thought I ever could. More than I did all those years ago. I need him as much as he needs me.

18

Evan

Even after the events of tonight, this is all I could think about — getting Mia alone in my room so that I could show her exactly how much I want her. Having her once tonight wasn’t enough, I want to taste her arousal.

Her body shivers as I glide my hands freely over her smooth skin, and my length hardens with her response.

I’m about to pull the panties from her waist and leave bare in front of me, when there’s a quick knock on my door and Carmen’s voice echoes from the other side. “Evan, is Mia in there with you?”

Mia’s eyes widen when the knob turns, even though I knew better than to keep it unlocked, and I jump from my place in front of her. Carmen’s got her hands placed on her hips, an eyebrow cocked to the top of her forehead damn near, and she’s tapping her foot impatiently.

“Should I know something?”

I swallow thickly and shake my head, then run a hand along the nape of my neck nervously. “No, Carmen, Mia and I are just going over some things to try and figure out who this stalker could be.”

She doesn’t look convinced, trying to look over my shoulder and get a peek inside, but eventually gives up because I’m much taller than her. “Fine, let me know what you guys come up with.”

Carmen looks like she wants to come into the room, but she only shakes her head then makes her way back down the hall with her shoulders tense.

When I push back into the room, locking the door once again, my mouth falls open at the sight before me in the middle of my bed. Mia’s already got her panties off, tossed somewhere haphazardly in my room, and she’s spread her legs wide enough that I see her arousal glistening from my place across the room.

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