Rock Reclaimed (Rock Revenge Trilogy 2)

“Nothing but royal colors for my girl. Is it silky?”

“Soft cotton with a little silk cami.”

“Cami? Is that one of those little slips women wear?”

“More like a silky tank top.”

“No bra? Those sensitive breasts are free?”

“Since I’m lying on my back, that’s an accurate statement.”

His laugh was deep. “They’re perfect to me. I didn’t get to worship them nearly enough. I’ll rectify that tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”

“Well, it is Friday.”

“I thought you said the weekend.”

“Holiday weekend, as I’ve been advised. Monterey.”

I’d been to Monterey a few times. It wasn’t exactly what I pictured for a rockstar on the rise. “Are you wearing a suit?”

“Now? Birthday suit, maybe.”

I laughed. “No, for the show. Kinda a swanky part of town.”

“Ah. It’s a winery. So I guess, yeah, I’ll be wearing a bit of finery. Some big party with a few different blokes. I don’t want to talk about that. Can we go back to your pretty breasts?”

“Do carry on.”

“Much better. Think I can make you come just from touching them? You said they’re sensitive.”

“You remember that?”

“I remember everything, Magic.”

I blew out a slow breath. “I don’t know. They’re usually too sensitive for me to try.”

“Then we’ll be gentle.”

“What if I don’t want gentle?” The bravado surprised me. I’d had boyfriends before, but nothing prepared me for Ian.

“What if you need it? What if I do?”

I swallowed down the sudden lump. “All right, we can try it.”

“Does your dress have a tie or something?”

I toyed with the strings. “Yes, it’s a wrap dress.”

“Loosen it until it slides open. What color is the little cami?”

I glanced down at the silk over my jutting nipples. “Sterling gray.”

“Like the roses?”

Surprised, I let out a laugh. “Ten points.”