Spicy (Bad Boy Rockers 2)

“You got me there.” He rubs at his eyes before looking back to me. “You were different, Callie. I felt it and so did Reece. I still think he’s running scared for what you made him feel. It was your innocence that hooked him.” He gives me a wolfish smile and I know he’s thinking about how innocent I was in the bedroom.

Ugh! “Well, after what you two did to me, you can’t exactly call me innocent anymore, now can you?”

“What the fuck is going on in here?”

We all turn to look at the guy standing in the doorway.

While I’m ‘admiring’ the muscle on show, Donovan takes my hand. “Sorry, Ruben. Slight problem, but everything is cool now.”

Ruben narrows his eyes, but holds the door open as we file out with Thalia following behind us only to be greeted by some desperate to pee women who give us strange looks.

Donovan pulls me into him, as Phoenix appears from nowhere, wrapping himself around Thalia who turns into his arms and practically climbs up him.

Shaking my head, I look away and continue to put one foot in front of the other as Donovan leads me to a quiet spot close to the back exit. The door that I walked out and felt my heart break.

Donovan takes in a lung full of air before releasing my hand and pulling me into his arms. He feels good against me, but I’m not sure I can do this. I know before he said he was willing to let me act with him to make Reece jealous, but…I’m not sure this is right. He’s Reece’s friend, he shouldn’t be caught in the middle.

Raising my head, I meet his eyes. “You know we can’t do this, right?”

He uses his fingers to brush my hair back from my face, ignoring my words and I feel a lump forming in my throat. God, he’s so sweet. Not a word to be used to describe a guy, but as long as it stays in my head, there’s no problem.

Taking his hand into mine, before he pulls it back completely, I kiss his knuckles while I get straight in my head what I want to say.

He really is a ‘sweet’ guy with an amazingly hard body and he sure didn’t miss out in the looks department. I loved being naked with him, and he did give me orgasm after orgasm with his talented fingers and deliciously long cock, not to mention his tongue.

I start to squirm and he grins, leaning into me. “Are you sure about that,” he whispers, sliding his hands over my hips to my butt before pulling me against him and his arousal.

Groaning, I drop my head to his chest and feel him kiss me on the top of my head.

“It’s okay, Callie. I know. You’re damn hot and seeing you remembering what it was like is so fucking hot.” He laughs. “Honestly, it could complicate my life even more than it is if I end up convincing you to use me to get at Reece.”

Does he mean because he’s more attracted to me than I am him or… “You’re sweet on someone?”

He laughs and pushes me slightly away from him. “You seriously did not use the word sweet? Because trust me, sweet does not cover what I want to do to her.” He coughs. “I mean, well…”

I interrupt him by covering his mouth with my hand. “I get it.” I smirk and looking around, my gaze and thoughts search for Reece. Did he leave or is he somewhere in the bar? As hard as I try, I can’t stop thinking about the man.

Chapter 8

Reece

Unable to find Callie, or Thalia for that matter, back here, I’m about to push my way through the doors to the main part of the club when I a feel a hand on my shoulder. “Let’s talk.”

I stay put, torn between going with Donovan to ‘talk’ and finding Callie. Everything in me screams to chase after Callie, but in my head, I have no clue on what to say to her if I find her. With one last look at the crowd, I turn and follow Donovan into the band room we’re using.

Shutting the door behind me, I rub at my neck muscles, which have gone into a tight knot thanks to being caught with my dick inside someone else. How would she react if I admit I’d fucked her with my eyes shut? That I was getting lost in memories from the summer, and it was the only way I managed to go through with it. The only way I managed to stay fucking hard. Shit, I’m a fucking pussy!

Holding my temper back, I meet Donovan’s stare head on. “There’s nothing to talk about. Callie’s gotten the message; loud and clear… I’ve moved on and what happened during the summer is well and truly over.” Liar!

He stays silent looking straight through me probably knowing I’m bullshitting him. If I tell myself the same thing over and over again, then perhaps I’ll start believing it really is over. But who am I kidding, Callie and I have unfinished business.

I slump down on the sofa, sprawling out while I wait for Donovan to speak. My friend has something to say and I wish to fuck he’d just say it and get it over with. Unlike me, he thinks everything through before anything leaves his mouth.

My stomach grumbling stops Donovan from thinking too damn hard. “How the hell can you be hungry again after everything you put away before the gig?” He runs his hands through his already messy hair while waiting. “Reece,” he growls.

“What the hell do you want me to say? You haven’t really asked me a question. Yes, I’m hungry again because I puked my guts up outside. Happy now?” Standing, I move toward the door trying to get out of the room before anything is said about my asshole tendencies, but I’m not that lucky.

“Why’d you fuck her?”