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  I felt movement on the end of the bed, and suddenly something hot, slick and slightly rough was sliding in between my pussy lips – his tongue. I cried out, my arms and legs tugging against my restraints in reaction to such a glorious sensation. My breathing became heavier as he made out with my pussy, his tongue lapping up my juices.

  Cupping my sex with his mouth, he began sucking hard on my clit, his teeth brushing against it lightly, making me whimper. I felt myself being pulled into his mouth, and I wanted to stay in there forever.

  He continued devouring me, licking and sucking me into oblivion, when I felt two fingers dip between my soaking wet lips. My breath caught in my throat as he slid them in deeper and deeper, before pushing them lightly against my inner walls. He wriggled them so fast I could feel the vibrations shooting down my legs, making my toes curl.

  “Do you want me, Kelly?” he asked, an evil tone to his voice that made me quiver.

  “Yes,” I whispered. “So bad.”

  “Say it,” he said, sliding a third finger into my pussy, making my body jerk, the handcuffs clanging against the frame of the headboard. I could feel my juices dripping off of me, I was so turned on.

  “I want you, Drew. Fuck me. Please,” I begged, utterly desperate for him to enter me.

  “You asked for it,” he said, and I heard the sound of a condom packet tearing open, making me shiver in anticipation.

  Moments later, I felt the head of his stiff erection rubbing between my pussy lips, bathing in my wetness. He teased me with it, entering until the tip was covered before pulling out again and again, until I was writhing against the restraints, never wanting anything so much in my life. I craved it, yearned for him to push his fullness inside me.

  “Drew,” I said, his name a plea on my lips. And then, it happened. The full length of his massive cock slid into me, making me cry out in satisfaction.

  “Yes, yes!” He turned into an animal at the sound of my screams, and all I could do was lay there as he began ravishing my body.

  It felt like he had a dozen hands as he moved them over my body, as though making sure he touched every inch of my skin. His mouth enveloped my nipple while his fingers lightly pinched the other, the pleasure so intense that it bordered on painful, and knowing there was nothing I could do about it only served to turn me on even more.

  I could hear the bed banging hard against his bedroom wall, proof of how hard he was slamming into me. I bit my bottom lip as he picked up speed, his cock rubbing against my inner walls, hitting my g-spot every single time. I lifted my hips, but he grabbed them and pinned me down against the mattress, showing me that I was to have absolutely no control, which almost made me break right then and there.

  Unable to move my body, I melted into the pleasure, giving my complete attention to the sensations that were washing over me in euphoric waves. I’d never been so present, so in the moment before, and it was as though time had slowed down.

  I could feel my pussy as it spread to accommodate him with every thrust, feel the hardness of his shaft as it drove into me inch by inch. I felt his pelvis pushing against my clit and his balls smacking against my ass, all of it working in union to push me further and further into ecstasy.

  “Yes!” I screamed as I felt myself begin to unravel, and I couldn’t hold on any longer. Blissful tremors shook my body as I came, the release so powerful I thought I would explode into a million pieces.

  Drew dug his fingers into my hips as he erupted inside me, his breath coming out in short bursts from the force of his orgasm.

  He rested his head on my breasts as we tried to calm our breathing, and a very satisfied smile formed on my face, knowing we’d just outdone ourselves yet again.

  “Wow, that was... I saw stars!” I said, my heart still pounding in my chest. He removed the blindfold and the first thing I saw was his gorgeous face smiling down at me. “Do you do that to all the girls you take to bed?”

  He laughed. “Actually, I’ve never done that before. I was saving it for someone special.” He winked, and my heart did a backflip.

  He reached up and unclipped the handcuffs, and my arms wrapped around him instantly. We stayed there for a while, him still inside me as we held each other. He kissed me passionately – a tender, loving kiss that could have easily fooled me into believing he couldn’t live without me.

  Knowing he was in my arms, that we were one, gave me an amazing feeling, like we were connected so deeply, so intimately, that our bond would never ever be broken. I felt as though I would be safe, loved and happy for the rest of my life. With that thought giving me comfort, it didn’t take me long to drift into a peaceful sleep.

  Chapter Nine

  Drew

  “Why is the house so clean?” Lacey asked when she returned home from her slumber party. Kelly had only left an hour before, having to be back in the city to have lunch with Jaz and Ella.

  “No reason,” I lied, trying to act casual as she walked passed me into the kitchen, before I heard her gasp.

  “There’s lipstick on a wine glass in here!” In a flash, she was standing in front of me, her arms crossed over her chest and a cheeky grin on her face. “Who’s the girl, Drew?”

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I kept staring at the TV, avoiding making eye contact with her.

  “Oh, so I suppose you just got so bored last night that you decided to put on some hot pink lipstick and drink a whole bottle of wine by yourself? In two glasses?”

  I cringed, kicking myself for not doing the dishes.

  “Busted!” she giggled, before taking a seat on the couch next to me, not taking her eyes off of me the entire time. “Who is it, Drew?”

  “No-one. Just a friend,” I lied again.

  “Is it Kelly Winston? From the Wild Diamonds?”

  My eyebrows shot up and I turned to face her, my jaw hanging open in shock. How did she know?

  “It is!” She sprang to her feet, clapping her hands as she looked at me with wide eyes, full of excitement.

  “How the hell did you guess that?” I asked.

  “Drew, seriously? I saw the way you two were looking at each other when we went backstage after their concert. All huddled together in the dressing room, whispering to each other. I may only be sixteen, but I’m not stupid.”

  “Oh,” I said, hoping our conversation would come to an end, but I could see her trying to decide which question to throw at me first.

  “Is she your girlfriend? Oh my god, please marry her, Drew! Please, please, please!”

  “Lacey, calm down,” I said, gesturing for her to sit. “She’s not my girlfriend, we’re just friends.”

  “With benefits?” she asked, and I almost threw up in my mouth.

  “Do you even know what that means?”

  “Of course I do! I know much more than you think.” I cringed again, instantly feeling grateful that I’d paid the extra fees for her to attend an all-girls school, otherwise I’d have to lock her in her bedroom for the rest of her life. “So, are you friends with benefits?”

  I really didn’t want to answer that. “No, Lacey. I told you, we’re just friends. That’s it.”

  “You like her. I can tell.”

  “So what if I do?” I blurted out, feeling exasperated.

  “You should tell her! I’m sure she’d go out with you if you asked.”

  “Well, you’re wrong. I’m not good enough for her, Wild Diamonds and Angels of the Underworld just don’t go together. She wouldn’t go out with a guy like me in a million years.”

  “That’s not true! She must like you. She sang that song with you, that was a Wild Diamond and an Angel of the Underworld, and it’s the best song I’ve ever heard!” I opened my mouth to say something, but she continued. “And you are too good enough for her. She would be lucky to have a guy like you. You’re not who you used to be, Drew. You’re not a troublemaker anymore, you don’t get into fights or steal or lie anymore. You grew up. You’re a good guy, who takes care of me
even though I’m an annoying little sister who talks too much and makes you listen to music you don’t like and...” Tears filled her eyes. “Mom and Dad would be so proud of you.”

  She threw her arms around me in a bear hug, and it felt so good to hear her say that. “Thank you, Lacey. It means a lot that you think that.”

  “I know it,” she said, squeezing me tighter before she sat up, wiping her eyes. “So, are you gonna ask her out?”

  I rolled my eyes. “I don’t know. It’s complicated.”

  “What’s so complicated about it? You like her, I totally think she likes you too. So, you ask her out, she says yes, you live happily ever after and I get to tell all my friends that Kelly Winston is going to be my sister-in-law. Easy!”

  “Okay, okay, I’ll think about it,” I said, wanting to change the subject. “Just don’t get your hopes up.”

  “Yay!” she clapped her hands again, grinning from ear to ear. “So, when are you gonna do it?”

  “Do what?”

  “Ask her out!”

  “Oh jeez, Lacey!” I said, throwing my hands in the air. “I don’t know. Maybe next week. After the show, at the party. Which you’re not invited to, by the way, so organize another sleepover at one of your friends’ places, okay?”

  She pouted. “Fine.”

  “Good, now don’t you have homework or something to do?”

  She walked upstairs in a huff, and I chuckled to myself, still shocked that she knew there was something going on between me and Kelly. I wondered if she was right, if I should ask Kelly out properly, take her on a real date. Give her what she deserves. I’d only told Lacey I would ask Kelly out just to end the conversation quicker, but now that I thought about it, I began to wonder if it was exactly what I needed to do.

  If she said yes, well, that would be amazing. And if she said no, at least then I would know where I stood. I nodded to myself, resolving to ask her after the show. I would take her upstairs to my room, sit her down and tell her how I really felt about her, and ask her out on a date.

  My heart pounded like a drum in my chest, even the thought of telling her the truth made me nervous, but I had to do it.

  I had to tell her I was falling for her, and finally find out if she was falling for me too.

  Chapter Ten

  Kelly

  The next week, we left the stage of Late Night Live, bouncing with excitement. Our performance brought the house down, the audience lapping up everything we gave them and loving every second of our debut song. Drew wrapped his arms around me in a hug, heat emanating from his body, and I felt a yearning somewhere deep inside. His heart was beating so fast I could hear it over the applause.

  “Wow! You’re shaking, were you that nervous about the show?”

  “What?” he asked, looking confused for a moment. “Oh, yeah, the show. Yeah, that’s what I’m nervous about.”

  “Well, it’s over now! We did it, and we kicked butt! Now we can relax and have some fun!”

  “Yeah. Relax,” he said, almost laughing, but as I looked into his eyes, I could tell he was preoccupied by something.

  I hoped he wasn’t upset at me. Our schedules had been so busy that we hadn’t had any time alone together since our mind-blowingly hot night with the handcuffs a week before, and my heart and body were aching for him. He’d become like a drug to me, and I desperately needed my next fix, and fast. I planned to get that fix tonight at his party.

  An hour later, Jaz and I walked through the front door of Drew’s house. Drew and his band hadn’t arrived yet, but he’d given his key to a friend, so the party had already started.

  “Kell, that song rocked!” Jaz said. “Everyone loved it! It’s already going viral! You guys have a huge hit on your hands!”

  “Thanks, Jaz! We had so much fun recording it.”

  “I bet you did.” She winked, and I felt my cheeks warm into a blush.

  A large crowd had already started forming, and we zig-zagged our way towards the kitchen for some celebratory drinks. I handed Jaz a soda before making myself a margarita, all the while keeping an eye out for Drew, who should be arriving with the band any second.

  “Oh, there’s Ella and Jesse! I’ll go get them,” Jaz said before disappearing out of the kitchen. I looked up to see where they were, when I spotted Drew walking in, a swarm of well-wishers forming around him and the band.

  “Hey, great show tonight, Kelly.” A tall red-head woman wearing in a mini-dress appeared next to me, startling me a little.

  “Oh, thanks. Glad you liked it.”

  “I’m Alice, I work backstage at Late Night Live. I really love your new song. Who would’ve thought that a Wild Diamond and an Angel of the Underworld would be so amazing together.”

  “I know, it surprised me too.” I knew she was talking about the song, but I couldn’t help but notice that the same could be said about me and Drew as a couple.

  “He’s so yummy,” she said, her eyes darting across the room to admire Drew, and a pang of jealousy hit me hard in the stomach. “My favorite part of the show was when he took off his shirt. I mean, have you seen that body?” She fanned her face with her hand. “I’m seriously considering taking him upstairs for a private show, if you know what I mean.” She winked, and anger boiled under my skin. She must have seen the rage in my eyes, because then she said: “Oh, sorry, you two aren’t together are you? I mean, I’d heard that you slept together, but you’re not a couple, right?”

  I wanted to say yes, oh how I wished I could say yes, and say it truthfully, but I knew I couldn’t. Drew and I were just having fun. I shook my head. “No, we’re not a couple.” I tried to sound as uncaring as possible, forcing my feelings to stay locked away.

  “So, what’s he like? You know, in bed?”

  “Oh,” I said, not really knowing what to say. I wasn’t used to talking about sex life with complete strangers, I’d only just got used to talking about it with Jaz and Ella, which must have been how the word spread about me and Drew. “Um... He’s amazing.” I blushed red, and her face lit up.

  “Wow! That good, huh?”

  “Yeah, you should go for it.” I nodded, unable to deny it. He was amazing. But he was my amazing.

  “Okay, I will! Wish me luck!” she said before making a B-line for him, practically throwing people out of the way to get close enough.

  I didn’t know why I’d done that, why I’d told her to go for it. It was such a pathetic, masochistic thing to do, but I think a part of me hoped he would turn her down, giving me some small shred of hope that he felt that same way I did.

  I watched as she traced her fingers over his bicep as she whispered something in his ear. My heart jumped into my throat as his eyes flashed to me, and I smiled, panicking under my calm exterior. He tilted his head towards Alice, as though asking my permission to fuck her, and I shrugged, as if to say ‘Your choice.’ After all, it really was his choice. We weren’t a couple, I had no right to tell him who he could and couldn’t sleep with. Even though to him I seemed ambivalent, I could hardly hear the noise of the party over my pounding heart as I waited to see what his answer would be.

  Alice grabbed his hand and began leading him upstairs, and he followed willingly. He looked at me over his shoulder before they disappeared around the staircase, and my heart sank so deep that I thought I would never feel it beat again.

  I threw back my margarita, drinking it all before smashing the glass on the bench and unscrewing a bottle of vodka. The thought of them up in his room, in the bed that I had shared with him only days before, was too painful to bear. I resolved to spend the rest of the night drinking my heartache away.

  I woke up to the sun shining through the window, much too bright for my pounding head. I sat up, realizing I was on the couch in Drew’s living room, with Ella passed out on the floor next to me. I looked around, noticing a few other people strewn around the house, some just starting to stir.

  A wave of nausea washed over me, and I slowly stood to my feet, headin
g upstairs. By the time I reached the bathroom, the nausea had passed, so I splashed some cool water on myself to help me wake up.

  Leaving the bathroom, I heard giggling coming from one of the bedrooms, and suddenly the memories of what happened the night before came flooding back.

  The image of Alice and Drew going upstairs was the last thing I remember clearly, followed by flashes of empty bottles and blurred faces. The pain hit me like a ton of bricks, rendering all my booze-hound attempts to drown my sorrows completely useless.

  The last thing I wanted was to be standing outside his door listening to them fool around, so I quietly started tip-toeing past, when suddenly the door swung open.

  But it wasn’t Drew’s bedroom they were in, it was the guest bedroom. And it wasn’t Drew standing in the doorway with Alice behind him, covered only by a sheet, it was Jesse.

  “Jesse?” I asked, feeling surprised, confused and relieved all at once, making my head spin.

  “Mornin’, Kell,” he yawned as he stumbled towards the bathroom.

  “Good morning, Kelly,” Alice said, grinning from ear to ear. She leaned against the doorway, and I could have sworn she was enjoying seeing me so perplexed. “I know what you’re thinking. You’re wondering how I came up here with Drew and woke up next to Jesse.”

  I nodded, my mouth hanging open mindlessly.

  “Drew turned me down,” she said, scanning my face carefully for my reaction, but I managed to keep my poker face even though I was jumping for joy on the inside. “We came up here and I did my best to seduce him, but turns out he’s hung up on somebody else.”

  “Who?” I blurted out, completely ruining any chance of convincing her that I didn’t care.

  “Who?” She grinned even wider. “Oh, I think you know who, Kelly.” She winked at me before going into the bathroom, where Jesse now had the shower running, and closed the door.

  I stood there for a moment, my mind trying process everything that she had said, my heart pounding hard with hope. I turned back down the hallway and knocked on Drew’s door, not knowing what I would say but too excited to wait any longer before I found out. There was no answer, so I opened it, only to see that he wasn’t in there. I ran downstairs, spotting Jaz in the kitchen making herself a cup of coffee.