Dangerous Kiss (Dangerous Noise 1)

His lips part with a needy sigh. He keeps one hand on the back of my head, guiding me gently. The other stays on my breast. His fingers take their turns teasing me.

It feels dirty kneeling in front of him in some empty private room at some anonymous club.

Dirty, I like, but I don't want to feel like a throwaway groupie.

I look up at Ethan as I take him deeper.

He tugs at my hair, his eyes filling with pleasure. "Fuck, Violet."

My name rolls off his tongue like poetry. It wipes away all the doubts lingering in my mind. I'm not cheap or anonymous.

I'm important to him.

I run my tongue over him as I suck him

from base to tip.

His hands go to the back of my head. He guides my movements, so they're faster, deeper. Then he's groaning as he's thrusting into my mouth.

I relax my throat to take him deeper. My eyes find his. I watch the pleasure spreading over his face. His teeth sink into his lips. His lips part with a groan. Another. Another.

His eyes close. His brows knit then soften.

"Fuck, Violet. I'm gonna come."

He moves harder and faster. I do the same. I suck hard as he thrusts into my mouth.

He tugs at my hair as he fills my mouth. He tastes good. Sweet, salty, and so fucking familiar. I wait until I have every drop of him then I swallow hard.

He pulls me to my feet and presses his lips to mine. "Fuck, you're amazing."

"You say that to all the girls who go down on you in clubs?"

"No. Only you." He tucks his cock back into his boxers and zips his jeans. His touch is soft and gentle as he puts my bra and blouse back into their proper place. "Only you, Vi."

He kisses me like my lips are oxygen.

Chapter 19

Ethan

The cell phone alarm is a rude awakening. I swear Mal arranges the tour schedule just to fuck with us. Who plans on leaving at eight A.M. after playing until eleven the night before?

My head is heavy from the lack of sleep. I need coffee, a lot of coffee.

Then my eyes pass over Violet and I don't need shit. Violet naked in my bed is a better wake-up call than all the coffee in the world.

I drag my fingertips over her hips, side, chest, shoulders. She stirs as my fingers find her neck.

Her green eyes blink open. "Don't tell me I'm supposed to wake up right now."

"You don't. You can stick around here all day and take the train to Seattle tonight."

"Tempting."

"Then you'll miss exploring Seattle with me."

"What's there to see in Seattle?" She lifts her arms over her head as she yawns.