Christmas with a Rockstar (Rock Revenge Trilogy 3.50)

“There are a few sex clubs where we can make that happen.” The teasing tone drops from his voice.

“Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“You want—”

“Yeah.” He nips at my ear. “But not tonight. I need you all to myself tonight.”

“You’re so romantic when you dirty talk me, baby.”

“That’s not dirty talk.”

“Maybe I’m using the power of suggestion.”

He leans in to whisper. “Nice try.”

“Tease.”

“And proud of it.” He slides his hand to my ass as if that will prove he’s a filthy pervert.

But I don’t buy it. I know my husband well. He believes in love with every fiber of his being.

“Angel, you didn’t answer.”

“What?”

“You better be distracted thinking of me naked.”

I laugh. “Close.”

“Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”

He laughs. “We’ll put on a show tomorrow.” He runs his fingers through my hair. “You’re all mine tonight.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Now, I am thinking of you naked.” His body behind mine, my hands against the glass, his cock driving into me again and again…

God, that having sex against the window idea is brilliant.

My husband is a genius. Even if he claims I’m the brains of the operation.

I stare back into his gorgeous green eyes. They’re so alive. Joel is alive in a way no one else I know is. And he makes me feel like that too.

And fuck is he good at making me feel dirty in the best possible way.

Putting on a show at a sex club with him… that’s a terrifying thought.

But it makes me hot all over.

I want that.

I want it with him.