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“Mmm…yeah, maybe,” I said, biting my lip.
Her eyes went all dark when I did.
“How do you want me, Baby Girl?”
“However I can get you,” she replied.
“Is that right?”
She nodded. “You’re my greatest strength and my unholy weakness. Whatever you want, I want that, too.”
“Oh, Baby…” I breathed. My chest tingled as though my heart had stopped. Looking into her eyes, I felt that wonderful calm peace I always got when I was with her like this. Reaching over, I took the crop from her hand and tossed it to the floor. “What do you want from me now?” I whispered, my lips moving over hers. “Let me give you what you need.”
“Just you,” she whispered. “You’re all I’ve ever needed.”
I loved how the skin on her face was soft, like a peach, and just as supple. Delicate and delicious and all fuckin’ mine. Sitting back, I kissed and licked my way down, tasting every inch of her from face to waist. Then, I bit into the lace of her panties and took them off real slow.
“Just you and me,” I told her.
No belts, crops, or restraints.
“You and me,” she replied, a smile brightening her face.
This was go
Spreading her wide, I lowered myself between her thighs, my eyes never leaving hers, as I sank deep into the only place that was truly home. Soft, hot, wet, and so tight, she wrapped around all of me, holding me inside her, a part of her.
“I love you,” she sighed, breaking my heart and healing it up all at once.
She usually never said it first, always saving it for when I needed it most. For my Baby Girl, those words meant something. She didn’t throw them around lightly.
“I love you, too,” I told her, pulling out and sliding back home. That tiny heartbeat…fuck, she unma
This was my absolute favorite, watching her give herself up to it, to me. Her eyes closed, and her lips parted as a raspberry flush covered her from her chest to her cheeks. Fuck, I loved that color. It told me I was doing my job right. Her brows knitted together as I pushed all of me, all I was, into the one place I belonged.
“So beautiful,” I muttered, just in complete awe of the gorgeous sight before me.
“Not…as beautiful…as you,” she replied between breaths.
My eyes burned. I knew she believed it with her whole heart, but she was wrong. There was nothing more beautiful than Ke
“My other half,” I whispered against her mouth.
“My whole life,” she replied.
The guys and I stood huddled, arms wrapped around each other’s shoulders, heads together.
“All right, guys,” said Jason. “Fuckin’ Vegas. Let’s tear her a new one, yeah?”
“Fuck yeah!” barked Flipper, bouncing.
“Let’s go out there, and have the fuckin’ time of our lives,” I told them. “Let’s give ’em hell. I wa
“Too fuckin’ right,” grunted Co
Little brother had come a long fuckin’ way since that first show in Bethel Woods. Like his sister, he was cool and calm, and I ain’t ever known a motherfucker more focused during a show. There was something in the MacGregor kids’ DNA that didn’t let them freak out too much.
Ke
There was the excitement, sure. I’d long ago lost the nervousness. Somehow, it had turned into a buzz. Seeing all those faces, screaming for us, roaring our words back at us, pounding the earth in beat with the music—it was un-fuckin’-believable.
Ke
Memories of last night washed through me, and all of me warmed up.
“Just you and me.”
The stage lights went black, and the roar of the masses called out to us.
Ru
Jason let a chord rip, and— BOOM!—lights went up, showing a sea of faces rippling before me.
“Hello, Las Vegas!” I roared into the mic.
Something came over me that wasn’t wholly me when up on stage. That was what Ke
When we played like this, time didn’t exist. The music beat its way through us, distorting the fabric of the universe, and we loved the feeling so fuckin’ much that, by the time the set should finish, we just wanted to keep going. It wasn’t a fuckin’ job. It was who we fuckin’ were. It was the five of us at our most basic, most raw.
Two hours later, dripping under the cooker lights, with the tide of energy ebbing to a sustained thrumming, we all came together and put our arms around each other to thank the audience. We knew it was the fans who had given us this. They were the ones who had made it possible for us to be who we really were, and for that…
Namaste, motherfuckers.
Ke
Officially on vacation in Las Vegas, my girls and I headed down to one of the bars inside the Bellagio to have a beer after lunch.
The guys were in another meeting. The hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico was now a Category Five, and the trajectory promised it would hit land back home. Every effort was being made to save the equipment in the studio.
Co
Moreover, someone had to board up my house.
People were evacuating the city, and our parents had insisted that we stay where we were rather than come home. Gordy, Siggie, and the Devil’s Advocate crew would take care of the studio, and they had been invited to remain in La Place until the storm blew over.
“Well, it’s not like we’re not used to such storms. It comes with the territory,” said Lili.
“True,” I replied. “So, what’s the plan for tonight?”
“Lewis was saying something about getting us into the fusion restaurant here. I think he talked to the guys about it,” said Lili.
From my seat at the bar, the sight of a petite blonde slinking in under the radar snatched my attention. Brigid still looked rough around the edges. Either she hadn’t seen us, or she was pretending she hadn’t. She made her way to a table where a girl with a black rocker bob sat. The girl stood and warmly hugged Brigid.
“I wonder what’s up with Devon,” muttered Alys.
Both Alys and Lili stared at the women over their beer glasses.
“I think he’s finally out of the Ca