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  Tracing his fingertips up and down my bare spine, Jared grinned at him. “I didn’t know what hit me Arthur. She was truly a wonderful surprise. And I’d have to agree, she is spectacular.” His hand returned to my thigh and he gently slid his fingers through the split in the side of my dress.

  I gasped as he softly caressed the lining of my lace panties which were hugging my hip snuggly. He hardly batted an eyelash as he listened intently to the conversations across the table, making comments where required. I squirmed in my seat as his hand travelled down and over the inside of my thigh. Hooking his foot over mine beneath the table he firmly pulled it towards him and parted my legs. His hand darted between them and my body began to react quickly to the feel of his touch against my sex.

  His finger softly stroked back and forth over my cotton panties teasingly. Closing my eyes I bit down on my lip, trying to maintain my composure but the darkness I saw in his eyes revealed that he was extremely aroused. Seizing my opportunity I ran my fingers over his zipper and tugged at it. Removing his free hand from his glass he grabbed my wrist and lifted my hand to his lips, running them across my bare knuckles before kissing them gently. His eyes met mine and he shook his head slightly in warning. He would deny me my fun yet he continued to torture me under the cover of our table. Slightly irritated, I shifted in my seat in an attempt to stand but his hand pressed firmly into my thigh, keeping me pinned to the chair.

  Pulling my panties aside, he slid his finger up and down the slit of my sex teasingly. I stared at him in disbelief. Was he seriously going to do this here? Now? I got my answer as the next thing I felt were two of fingers sliding inside me, as he began to rub my throbbing clit with the pad of his thumb. I jolted in my seat, startled, which earned me a concerned look from the other members of our dinner party.

  “Are you quite alright my dear?” Mr. Kent was regarding me with curiosity. Swallowing hard I tried to sound as unflustered as possible. “Oh yes, sorry. I’m just a little cold. Had a slight chill but I’m fine now.” Placing his mouth against my ear Jared growled low and hungrily. “I’d say you’re a little hot myself; you’re positively scorching.” He nipped gently on my earlobe with his teeth and I moaned deep in my throat. His hand moved rhythmically over my sex, his wet fingers sliding in and out as I grew more and more aroused. I was practically drooling as his thumb brushed against my clit, driving me into a frenzy.

  Cupping me in his hand, he pushed his fingers deeper and I felt the tips brush against my g-spot. A shock of pleasure rippled through me as my orgasm built, growing closer and closer with every stroke of his tempting digits. My chest rose and fell sharply as I had to try frantically to mask my panting. Jared’s demeanor was cool and calm but his eyes were showing me just how excited he was. Hooded and dark, I could see the lust blazing inside them. He was just as hot and I could imagine he was probably in agony as his solid hard cock pressed against his slacks, begging to be released. My heart was hammering so hard beneath my ribcage that I could feel my body pulsate with every thundering beat. Adrenaline was coursing through my veins knowing that we could be caught at any moment and with my orgasm building, there was a very distinct possibility that I wouldn’t be able to control myself enough to be quiet.

  Feeling the urgency of my release growing, I leaned into Jared’s shoulder and his head immediately turned to me. A wicked smile on his lips, he leaned over to my right ear, allowing me the chance to hide my face by nuzzling into his neck and out of sight of our present company. “Let go baby. Come for me, right here, right now in my hands. Do it for me.” With one last thrust of his fingers I was tipped over the edge as my orgasm came crashing down inside me. My insides convulsed as pulsating waves of pleasure caused my back to arch which Jared masked by shielding me from view with his broad shoulders and back. I bit down on his shoulder groaning softly as I tried to calm my ragged breathing. Placing a gentle kiss behind my ear he smiled against my skin. “Good girl.”

  Withdrawing his hand, he sat back in his chair, took a napkin from the table and began to wipe his hand beneath it. Giving me a satisfied grin he folded it up neatly and placed it in his pocket. I shifted in my seat, uncomfortably aware that I was flustered and was no doubt a deep shade of crimson. Getting to my feet I excused myself and headed to the ladies to clean up. I gazed at myself in the mirror and tried to calm myself as my cheeks continued to glow and flush a dazzling shade of pink. What the hell was that about? When I returned to the table Jared was standing against the far wall with his cell to his ear. I couldn’t hear what he was saying but his face was visibly twisted with rage.

  Hanging up, he walked over and took my hand. Apologizing to our fellow diners for the interruption, he said his goodbyes and informed Mr. Kent that he would be in touch about the dinner date. His hand resting on my lower back, Jared guided me out of the building and back to the car. “What was that call about? You seem distressed.”

  Shaking his head firmly, his mouth pressed into a hard line. “Nothing for you to concern yourself with. Just something I have to get sorted out. It’s nothing for you to worry about.”

  Deciding not to press him for information while he was still so irritated, I remained silent as we approached his car. He had hired a chauffeur for the evening and I was pleased to have him next to me in the back seat for a change where his attention could be on us rather than driving. Holding out his hand he assisted me into the back before sliding in behind me.

  His thumb brushed back and forth over my knuckles as we sat side by side with my hand resting on his knee. Leaning forward, I knocked on the glass that separated us from our driver. “Would you be so kind as to take us for a drive around the city? I do love Long Beach at night.”

  “Of course madam. Just inform me when you are ready to return home.” The dark glass glided back up, leaving us totally alone. Returning to my seat I glanced at Jared, who had a very puzzled look on his face. “What was that about?”

  “I could ask you the same thing Mr. Garrett. That was a very risky game you played in there tonight. We could have been caught.”

  Leaning over to me, he brushed a lock of hair behind my ear and caressed my cheek with his thumb. “Oh darling, if there were any chance of that I wouldn’t have done it. But I certainly enjoyed it. Dinner and a show. And what a performance you gave Miss Jennings. I demand an encore.”

  Happy to oblige, I jumped onto his lap and straddled him firmly between my thighs. Unbuckling his belt, I leaned against his chest and placed a soft kiss on his lips. I could feel his erection press against my ass as it rested firmly against his perfectly tailored slacks. The fabric pulled taut against the zipper and in one swift movement I lifted up and released his hard, temptingly solid cock from its restraints. His hands slid around my back and he pulled me determinedly against him. Kissing me deeply, his tongue darted into my mouth seeking mine. He tasted of delicious mint and chocolate which was still lingering from the perfectly sculpted soufflé he had eaten for dessert. The smell of the leather seats paired with the scent of Jared’s sweet cologne was a heady combination and my arousal began to build once more. Uncontrollable lust was taking control of my body as I leaned back and ripped his shirt open impatiently. Buttons pinged and flew around the cabin but I was too caught up in the moment to care. A small chuckle left his lips but I silenced it quickly as I pressed my palms against his chest and kissed him passionately and urgently.

  Lifting onto my knees, I gathered my dress up to my hips, pulled my panties aside and positioned myself over his rigid, delicious cock before lowering myself down onto it, savoring the sensation as every inch filled me. Breaking the connection of our lips my head fell back in pure ecstasy. He hissed a breath and his jaw clenched as I began to move slowly up and down, still firmly pressing my hands on his perfectly sculpted and smooth chest. My hips rhythmically grinding on his, I moaned with pleasure while he matched me, thrusting upwards, deepening the penetration. I gasped as a twinge of pain shot through me, the thick tip of his cock pressed into me and
I could feel it all the way inside my belly. It was a momentary stabbing as I quickly became overcome with raw animal hunger. I needed him harder and faster thrusting inside me. As though he’d read my mind, Jared gripped my hips and hoisted me off of him, pushing me down onto the floor below us. My knees on the floor, he flipped me over, kneeling behind me. I heard the familiar sound of foil tearing. Entwining our fingers he held my hands firmly against the sleek leather seat and plunged into me.

  Groaning, he moved in and out fast and hard making my whole body shake and jolt forward as his hips slammed into my behind. His lips brushed my ear and I could feel his warm breath on my skin, sending a shiver through me. “Oh god Layla, you’re so fucking hot. This ass, these legs, this tight, wet little cunt, I can’t get enough of you. I could spend hours just making your body quiver beneath me. You’re my new addiction, my obsession and I’m hooked on you.”

  I gripped our fingers tighter together as the carnality of his words echoed in my ear. My muscles tightened and my legs stiffened as my orgasm hit me like a tidal wave. Thrashing and crashing inside me I cried out, unable to silence my pleasure as it blissfully ripped me apart. He plunged into me again before stilling, biting down on my neck passionately as his own orgasm gripped him. I could feel his heart beat against my back and the pounding of my own echoed in my ears as I basked in the afterglow of our post-coital embrace. Releasing my hands, he snaked his arms around me and sat back on his heels pulling me into him. My back pressed against his strong and muscular chest and my head rolled back onto his shoulder. Sliding his hands from my waist to my stomach, he held me tightly to him as I turned my face towards him. He pressed his lips to mine, kissing me gently, caressing my lips with his tongue before pushing it into my mouth. He kissed me tenderly with loving gentleness. Leaving one hand around my waist he lifted the other to my face and cupped my jaw.

  He began to place tiny, sweet kisses all over my face: my cheeks, my nose, my forehead, before returning to my lips, grazing them with his own. I opened my eyes and found him gazing at me. His deep pools of blue sparkled in the moonlight and I couldn’t help the feeling that our relationship had deepened in the past few hours. I felt a connection to him that was slowly consuming me and the realization that I was falling in love was leaving me slightly nervous. I’d never felt that way before and this new territory was unfamiliar and frightening. Holding me tighter he brushed my cheek with his thumb.

  “I don’t know what it is you’ve done to me Layla, but I love it. I’m caught up in your world and I never want to escape. You’re mine Layla. I’ll give you the world and everything in it if you’ll just give me your promise.” Leaning my forehead against his, I sighed with happiness.

  “I’m yours. For as long as you want me.”

  My heart swelled with joy as the thought of being exclusively his warmed me. I had been his since the moment he’d first kissed me and as he held me in his arms I couldn’t imagine ever being with anyone else.

  Chapter 16

  I Want To Be A Rock Star

  Jared was busy working for most of the week and after spending most of my time with him in the past few weeks I felt slightly abandoned with his absence, especially after what had happened between us at dinner the previous night and then in the car. But with classes and my shifts at the coffee shop, I had more than enough to keep me busy. He’d given me a schedule of his week when he’d dropped me off that night so that I knew exactly where he was when he wasn’t with me. It made timing my calls easier. Though he had told me to call him whenever I wanted, I felt uncomfortable interrupting his work just because I was missing his voice. Work was keeping him so busy he’d had little time for anything else that week. I worried that he was over doing it but he reassured me that this was nothing unusual for him. He’d quipped that if he ever needed nursing in bed, I’d be the first to know. I mentally hugged myself for being so lucky.

  * * *

  When Friday night rolled around, Ollie invited Amy and me to Benny’s bar with him and Nick. Amy was dying to get away from the pile of books that had gradually been developing on her desk since classes had started. I’d held onto some hope that Jared might have called and arranged to get together but I hadn’t heard from him all day. The thought made me feel a little dejected, but I reasoned with myself that he was probably busy with meetings and work commitments. Checking my phone one last time for any messages, I shrugged and smiled at Ollie. “Sure. Why not? But I am not singing this time!”

  He laughed and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, which he often did when he was nervous. “Actually I’m playing tonight. Nick’s on drums and Eric plays bass. I play lead and vocals.”

  Amy shrieked. “Oh my god! You’re like a real life rock band. This…is going to be… so cool!”

  I chuckled at her before returning my gaze to Ollie. He was laughing at her too but he simply shrugged and shot me a smile. “Guess we’ll find out won’t we.”

  The bar was buzzing and was considerably more crowded than the previous week. I glanced at Ollie, who had also clearly noticed the swarm of people gathered at the bar. His face was pale and he swallowed hard. He was tense. I reached out and gripped his hand firmly. He turned his head and looked at me as I leaned forward with my mouth to his ear. “Don’t worry. You’re gonna totally rock. It’ll be awesome. Just imagine they’re not even here, that it’s just me and Amy.”

  He gave me a faint smile as I released his hand. Making his way through the crowd he headed towards the stage where Nick and a guy with spikey blonde hair and a “Will Rock For Food” t-shirt were setting up. I assumed the other guy was the bass player Eric. They greeted him with a slap on the back and he said something that made Nick throw his head back and laugh.

  Amy grabbed my hand and began pulling me through the hoard of people to an empty table she’d spotted. “This is so cool. Can you believe our Ollie is a rock star?”

  I cocked my head to the side and rolled my eyes at her. “Amy they’re playing at an open mic night. But yes. It’s pretty cool.” The microphone made a high pitched screech catching my attention instantly. Turning to face the stage I saw Ollie standing in front of the mic with his guitar strapped around him. Leaning forward he cleared his throat and addressed the crowd that was now falling silent to listen to the group. “Hi we’re D.O.A and we’re gonna start with a song most of you will know. It’s ‘Iris’ by the Goo Goo Dolls and it goes out to my girls in Room 21.”

  Winking over at me and Amy he smiled and began to play. His voice was husky and low and he sang every word with passionate emotion as if it were the air he breathed.

  Amy squealed with joy as he played, glancing over at us every so often. She’d suddenly become the guy’s very own groupie. Ollie was hypnotic. His voice was deep and his lip ring pinched between his lips as he sang. I was staring at him in awe when he looked directly at me and our eyes met. He held my gaze and sang into the mic with intense emotion, every word hitting me like a bullet. My heart stopped as the words left his lips. His eyes were penetrating mine as his expression became pained and his eyebrows pinched together. My chest tightened and I was gasping for air. My pulse jumped, hearing the hardcore emotion in his raspy, husky tones. When he finally closed his eyes, losing himself in the music, I seized the opportunity to tell Amy that I needed some air. She gave me a concerned look but nodded before returning her gaze to the stage.

  I rushed toward the doors, not risking a glance at Ollie. I had just been given the answer to my question about his feelings towards me and he definitely wasn’t in the friend zone. I had felt it with every heartfelt note that left his lips. The night air hit me like a wall as I pushed my way through the bar doors. The chill reached deep into my lungs as I tried to control my heavy breathing. Putting my hands on my knees, I leaned forward trying to regain my composure. I felt sick as adrenaline surged through me. Ollie was my friend. I couldn’t be who or what he wanted. Why couldn’t he just be satisfied with being my friend? Why did he have to complicate things? And
why was I still thinking about his lips!?

  My head was pounding and I began to feel increasingly light headed. Struggling to get my eyes to focus, the blur of headlights dazzled me and I began to stumble into the wall adjacent to me. The next thing I knew I was scooped up off of the ground, one arm was hooked behind my knees and another around my back like I was a new bride.

  “Christ Layla! Are you ok?” I recognized his voice immediately and felt instantly more at ease.

  “Layla, open your eyes and answer me.”

  I looked up at Jared and wound my hands around his neck. “What happened? Did someone hurt you? Are you sick?”

  He was panicked as he scanned my face for answers. Shaking my head weakly, I finally managed to respond. “No I’m fine. I just got a little lightheaded. It’s pretty crowded in there and I’m kinda tired. I guess I just got overwhelmed. You can put me down now.”

  He held me tighter to him and stared at me with concern. “The hell I will. You’re shaking and you’re as white as a sheet. I’m taking you home so I can keep an eye on you.”

  I tried to protest but he ignored my efforts. Hugging myself to his chest, I glanced over his shoulder just in time to see Ollie storming out of the bar. His face was thunderous. “Hey! Dickwad! Let her go!”

  Jared whirled around, his eyes immediately landing on Ollie who was sprinting towards us. Wrestling out of Jared’s firm, strong arms I ran toward him. Pressing my hands firmly against Ollie’s chest I screamed at him. “No Ollie! That’s Jared!” His eyes darted between us before settling on me. Waving his hands in the air in a frantic panic he yelled at me. “Jesus Christ Layla, I thought he was trying to abduct you! I got off stage and you were gone. Amy said you’d stepped out and the next thing I see is you being carried away by some heavy handed meat head.”

  Jared took a step towards Ollie but I intercepted him and held up my hand in warning. He was glaring at him with a fury in his eyes that I’d never seen before. Pointing accusingly at Ollie he shouted furiously.