The Rocker Who Loves Me (The Rocker 4)
Page 41Nipping at my lip, keeping me distracted while he reached between us and pressed a button at the same time, he slipped completely into me. My finger nails dug into his back at the first feel of the vibrations on my clit. The sensation felt so good, so amazing, that it scared me for a moment. Shane didn’t move as he let me become accustomed to the feel of the little vibrator that had pleasure nubs rubbing over my aching clit.
“Do you like this?” he asked in that desire roughened voice that never failed to send shivers down my spine.
“Y-yes. Oh, yes!” I gasped when he moved, causing the vibrator to glide across my clit while he gently thrust deep. “Oh, oh, I like this.”
“Fuck, baby!” He buried his face in my neck. “Watching you like this is killing me! Come for me, so I can empty into you. I swear I will do it all over again. As many times as you want. Just please come with me now.”
His words shattered me. My nails scraped across his back as my inner muscles clenched around his thick arousal. I felt the first hot, thick jet of his release and convulsed around him.
“AHHHHH!” I cried, coming apart for him harder than I could ever remember doing before.
Over the next three hours, Shane gave me one explosive orgasm after another, all with a different toy. I found that I loved playing with him like this and was almost scared that I’d become addicted to it. Breathless from another mind blowing release, I lay on top of Shane. We were both damp with sweat and borderline exhausted. With a growl, he held me close and I pillowed my head on his chest, comforted by the heavy pounding of his heartbeat.
“You are amazing,” he murmured, kissing the top of my head.
“So are you.”
“It’s never been like this for me before,” Shane confessed. “I’ve never felt like this.”
“More alive. Free. Captivated and enthralled.” He grinned. “I’m a little in awe of you and how much I love you, beautiful.”
My smile wasn’t as big as his as I tried to keep my sudden tears from spilling. “Me too. It’s a little scary.”
“No, baby. It is crazy scary, but that’s not a bad thing.” He pulled me back down so that I had my head on his chest once more. “Let’s get some rest and play some more.”
“You know, I really like it here.”
“Good. I’m glad I didn’t freak you out.”
“Maybe we can try out a few of the other rooms next time.”
He laughed. “Sure. Whichever one you want, beautiful.”
Chapter 19
Harper
It took me a good thirty seconds to realize where I was. Over the last several months, I had spent equal time in Shane’s bed as I had my own. During that time I hadn’t slept alone once, so I was even more confused because I was alone now.
Shane’s raised voice brought me out of my confusion, and when I heard Lana join in, I became concerned. Since her miscarriage Lana’s emotions had been all over the place, but she had started acting more and more like the old Lana. By the time Drake had proposed a month ago we were all sure she was going to be alright.
But the way she was yelling at the moment told me she was far from fine about something. I could actually hear tears in her voice as she yelled at Shane.
Tossing the covers back, I grabbed the robe I had been leaving at Shane’s place. I was completely naked, but there was no time for more than the thin robe. I was just pulling it closed and tying it tight when I threw the door open and rushed down the hall to the living room.
The voices were louder now that they weren’t muffled behind the thick door of Shane’s bedroom. “I don’t give a fuck what you say! There will be no bachelor party.”
I froze in the entrance to the living room. Bachelor party? This was the first time I had heard anything about one, but of course I should have thought Shane would want to throw one for his brother. Still, I knew a little about the last bachelor party Shane and his brother had in Vegas just the year before.
“It isn’t going to be like that!” Shane defended. “I swear to you, sis. This is just going to be a bunch of guys getting together and catching up.”
“Which really means you are all going to a strip club. No.”
Yeah, that was the picture that had invaded my mind the minute the words bachelor party had been mentioned. If I had a say in it, my answer would be a loud no , too. In the months that Shane and I had been dating, we’d been nearly inseparable. I hadn’t even had one reason to be jealous of other women, but suddenly I was feeling very insecure.
Lana gasped and I watched as the color drained from her cheeks. “Is that what I am? Selfish?” The hurt in her voice and shining out of her amber eyes twisted something in my chest. “So it’s selfish to feel like this? To be scared out of my mind when it was one of your parties that nearly destroyed us in the first place?”
Shane flinched as if she had slapped him. “No! Look, I know you’re scared. You have every right to be. But you have to trust him, Lana. He isn’t going to hurt you again. Not when he has everything he could ever possibly want now.”
“You know what? Fine! Go, have your fucking party. But that just means that I can have one of my own.” Lana turned her head and meet my gaze. I saw the hurt, the defiance, and the vengeance burning in her eyes and had to bite my cheek to keep from grinning. “Right, Harper?”
Shane’s head snapped around. His blue-gray eyes narrowed, but I didn’t even look his way. “It’s going to be epic,” I assured my friend.
“Now wait a minute,” Shane said as I moved past him to hug Lana.
But I tuned him out, already making plans for Lana’s party. “Let’s call Dallas. She will know exactly what to do. I’m thinking Emmie and Layla will want in on it too.”
“Harper, it’s not a traditional bachelor party!” Shane tried to explain as I picked up the cordless by the couch and punched in the number for my apartment. “I swear there isn’t any reason for you to be mad.”
“Who said I was mad?” I asked as I waited for Dallas to pick up on the other end of the phone. “Why should I be mad that you’ve probably been planning something like this from the moment you knew Drake was going to ask Lana to marry him but I’m only hearing about it now?”