Page 6 of Sexy Dirty Fun

I looked around and didn’t see anyone, so I started slowing jogging towards her, stopping behind her so she wouldn’t know I was running.

“Hey Lindsey,” I called out to her.

She turned around startled and started to lose her footing. I reached out and grabbed her, steadying her so she didn’t fall. I held onto her longer than I needed too, enjoying the feel of her soft body against mine. She smelled like flowers and soap. She looked so vulnerable in my arms. Her lips were so plump and inviting, I started to lean down to kiss her.

“Sorry,” she mumbled and stood up, stepping away from me; I lost my opportunity.

“No worries,” I said casually so she couldn’t see the affect she had on me. “Headed to bed?”

“Yes,” she nodded. “Did you need something?”

She didn’t look happy to see me and if I tried to make a move on her, she would probably slap me. “No, I thought maybe you would want to go to the hospitality tent with me for a few beers.”

“Why? No more groupie sluts around tonight?” She snapped back at me, her hands on her hips.

“You don’t have to be a bitch about it,” I replied, wishing I had a better comeback than that.

“Whatever. I’m going to bed.” She started to turn around and I instinctively grabbed her arm. I pulled her against me. She squirmed at first, attempting to get away, but it was a half assed effort and when I leaned in to kiss her, her fight was gone.

Fuck, she tasted even better than I imagined.

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LINDSEY

Iwas getting kissed by Cane Stephens.

And let me tell you, he could kiss.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight against him, backing me up until I was leaning against some trailer for support. His lips moved over mine with a ferocity that consumed me. It was like all of that pent up sexual tension between us these last few weeks was finally being released.

He slid his arms down and clasped my hands before moving them above my head and pinning them there with one hand.

“I’m not letting you get away,” he whispered with a lazy smile, giving my trapped hands a slight squeeze.

I bit my lip and nodded. I wasn’t going anywhere after a kiss like that anyway, but I didn’t trust my voice right now. I didn’t want to tell him that either; it was sexy as hell that he was keeping me here.

I had kissed a lot of guys. A lot. I had a thing for musicians and working for Rolling Stone magazine had given me access to many of them. Most of them were guys no one ever heard of, but that didn’t stop me from sleeping with them. The music scene in LA was full of aspiring musicians that were excellent in bed.

He cupped my face with one hand, his thumb moving over my bottom lip plump from this thorough kiss. I didn’t think I’d ever seen a pair of eyes so blue as he stared into mine; they were the color of the sky on a crystal-clear day.

“Lindsey, let me fuck you,” he whispered into my ear and reached down to grip my ass with his hands. I gasped and arched into him a little; I was a sucker for a man that talked dirty. I bet Cane was an expert of filthy talk.

He wrapped his free arm around my waist and pulled me into him so I could feel his hard cock along my thigh. His hand moved down my side and up along leg, reaching under my dress. His fingers toyed with the edge of my thong and moved lower, touching the cleft between my thighs lightly.

“You’re so wet already,” he murmured, running his finger up and down the damp silk. “Do you want to come now all over my hand, Lindsey?”

Yep, he wasn’t disappointing when it came to dirty talk.

I nodded but he shook his head. “Not yet. Not until you’re begging for it.” He bent his head to kiss my neck while his fingers were so close to my sex. I was silently begging for him to touch me where I needed it most while his teeth nibbled on the soft flesh of my neck.

My body was screaming for him to take me but my head was telling me to proceed with caution. I was pretty good at separating love and sex, but did I really want to be with him after seeing him with those two girls earlier?

“I don’t want to be another notch on your headboard,” I murmured, leaning my head to the side so he had better access to my neck.

He didn’t respond right away, continuing his assault on my flesh. He finally stopped and took his hand from under my skirt and put it on my hip. “I know how this sounds, Lindsey, but I know you’ve been wanting me. I’ve seen you checking me out.”

What a conceited asshole! I opened my mouth to protest but he put a finger to my lips.

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