Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4)

Better.

"How long?" she asks.

"Until we leave for our US tour in October."

"Two months?"

"Or until one of us wants to walk."

She lets out a soft murmur as she leans into my touch.

"What do you say, Lacey? You want to be my one and only fuck buddy?"

10

Lacey

I blink twice.

I'm still in Mal's arms.

In his house.

Staring into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Do me a favor and pinch me." Words fall off my lips before my brain can stop them. I bite my tongue. That's fangirl talk.

And this—us having sex—can't be about Lacey the Dangerous Noise fan and Mal the celebrity.

It has to be Lacey and Mal, the two people who are desperate to fuck each other.

His lips curl into a soft smile. "I don't pinch."

"Something."

He leans down to drag his lips up my neck. It's soft. I can barely feel it. "That enough?"

"No." I can barely get the words off my tongue. This is already so much sensation. And it's still hard to believe that he wants me.

He groans something that sounds a lot like yes. He takes my earlobe into his mouth. The pressure is soft. Then it's hard. Then he's scraping his teeth against my flesh.

He tugs at my hair just hard enough it hurts.

When he pulls back, I feel empty.

Those piercing blue eyes fix on me. "You don't get more unless you agree."

"Yes." I stare back at him. "I want to be your fuck buddy." I press my hips against his. My hands go to his hair. "Is there anything else to explain?"

"You get this is casual?"

I nod.

"I'm not going to fall in love with you."

"Me either." I hope. My heart isn't ready for another round, but Mal is sexy and smart and intense and… God, the way he's looking at me right now makes me hot all over.

I've never felt this much raw desire. I can't believe how willing I am to risk my job.