Rock-a-Bye, Baby

“Aurora,” Belle hissed, squirming in her seat.

“I believe you,” I told her genuinely. “And, I’m really happy that you’ve got my girl’s back.”

“Glad we understand each other. Good night!” She waved jovially then bounced over to their other sister, linking their arms before they moseyed from the room.

When I dropped my gaze to Belle, she was covering her hands with her face. I gently pried them away and chuckled at the dark red spots blooming on both of her cheeks. I smiled and tapped her nose. “You’re fucking adorable when you blush. It makes me want to strip you naked and kiss every inch of your pinkened skin.”

Belle’s eyes grew impossibly wide, and she flushed even more. It made my already hard cock turn to steel. Then, she shocked the shit out of me when, despite her sweet awkwardness, she straightened her back and breathed, “Who’s stopping you?”

My jaw dropped, and my body suddenly felt engulfed in flames. I grabbed her chin and locked our gazes, staring deep into her chocolate eyes. “Are you sure, baby?”

If she had shown even the slightest doubt, I would have insisted we wait, but she nodded without hesitation. I shot to my feet and grasped her hands, pulling her up too. Glancing around, I was thankful that there were only my bandmates, some of our crew, and my agent, Tyson, still in the room. I wasn’t sure when he’d arrived, but I wasn’t going to wait around to find out.

Keeping a tight grip on Belle, I stalked to the double doors leading out to a hallway. “Griff!” I heard Austin call my name, but I didn’t break my stride.

“Call me tomorrow!” I shouted. Belle giggled and damn, every step I took caused me pain as my zipper chafed the sensitive skin of my shaft. The thick gold carpet muffled our footsteps, and the only sound around us was our choppy breaths. I was practically shaking with need when we rounded a corner and came to a stop in front of a bank of elevators.

I stabbed the up button a couple of times, trying to stay in control of myself. But, when Belle giggled again, something in me snapped. I used my grip on her hand to yank her into my arms and crash my lips down on hers.

Belle’s hands glided up my arms, over my biceps and shoulders, then around to lock behind my neck. My hands fisted in her shirt at her lower back, and I pressed her body flush against mine.

My tongue traced the seam of her lips and she opened immediately, letting out the sexiest little whimper when my tongue entered her mouth. My hips rocked into her as I explored her mouth, devouring her sweet taste.

The ding signaling the arrival of the elevator just barely penetrated the fog of lust cocooning us. Belle jumped a little and tore herself away. I was about to drag her back into my arms when she grabbed ahold of my hands and with a seductive smile, walked backwards into the car and pulled me in after her. As soon as the doors whooshed shut, she practically jumped back into my arms. Our mouths met with a vengeance and I palmed her ass, groaning at the feel of the firm, round globes in my hands. I pushed her back against the wall and lifted her, using one hand under her thigh to wrap her leg around me. Opening her so my erection fit snugly between her thighs. Even through her tight jeans, my dick was bathed in her heat.

Her soft tits pillowed against my chest, and I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around the hard, little nipples poking through her bra. One of my hands traveled up to play with the hem of her shirt before dipping underneath. Her skin was like silk, but sparks erupted wherever I touched. Finally, I brought my wandering hand to a stop at the underside of one breast. Belle’s breath hitched, and I gave in to the urge to find out how she’d fit in my hand. I groaned as her tit spilled over my hand. I hadn’t realized I was a breast man until I’d filled my palm with one of hers.

An obnoxious, high pitched alarm pierced the air, and I wrenched back, panting and glaring at the panel of buttons. “What the fuck?”

Belle laughed, and the sound caused my lips to tip up immediately. “I think we need to pick a floor,” she said with a snicker.

“Right,” I agreed; shaking my head with a self-deprecating smile as I dug my key card from my pocket and waved it in front of the RFID reader. Then I punched the button for the thirty-fifth floor.

As the car smoothly shot upward, I turned back to Belle and bent down, burying my face in her neck and trying to catch my breath. If I didn’t find some control, I was going to end up fucking her right there in the elevator. Belle deserved so much more than that. I was determined to make our first time special, to erase any memory she had of any other guy.