Closed Off To You (Singing Star Trilogy #1) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Rachel S. Rose
biceps before I laced my fingers together behind his strong neck.
The rhythm took over as our bodies moved in perfect synchronicity. I couldn’t look away, even when my neck started to ache from bending back.
The intensity of his gaze made my skin heat, so much so, my body started to sweat. He released the pressure of his fingers in my side and slid his hands to the bottom of my back. Pressing firmly, he brought our hips even closer together, so our pelvis’ were completely connected. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I bit my lip and looked down as my crutch rubbed across the hard length of him.
“You can dance,” he hissed.
When I looked up, I smiled at him. The intensity broke as we laughed. He didn’t pull away, though, and neither did I. It felt too good to be pressed up against a sexy man. Even if he was a bit too young for me.
“You still owe me.”
My fingers traced the hairline on the back of his neck. My resistance was caving in. I would owe him everything, just because he was so lovely. I would give him everything.
“What do you want?” I called into his ear.
The corners of his lips disappeared into his cheeks when I pulled back and raised my eyebrows at him.
He suddenly swept me across the dancefloor. I followed his lead, he knew what he was doing. My hair, already a mess, stuck to my forehead. My armpits, although covered by my top, released the most amount of sweat. If anyone inspected under there, I would be mortified. Being single meant that my relationship with a razor was on and off. Like friends with benefits. Sometimes you needed them and sometimes you didn’t.
The tempo of the music changed, slowing down to allow us a breather. We didn’t stop, we kept swaying gently against each other. The ridges on his chest rubbed across my breasts. My body was on fire, but I couldn’t do anything about it.
Leaning down, Nathan put his mouth right next to my ear. “I want you… In the bathroom… Against the wall… In the shower…”
My breath deepened so hard it hit my stomach. My fingers dug into the skin on his shoulders. I had never been so turned on in my whole life.
I had been single for a long time. Too long. My friends and I acted like we were happy, but in reality, we were far from it. We often spoke about future times when we were settled down and had a family. Our biological clocks were ticking and we couldn’t ignore it.
“What do you say?” he whispered.
“Yes.” My mouth opened before my brain engaged.
Nathan released me, grabbed my hand, and almost dragged me as we made our way off the dancefloor. I glanced back at Lizzie who put her hand out in a questioning gesture. I gave her a thumbs up, not able to keep the stupid smile off my face. She smiled back before resuming her dance with her partner. We hadn’t been wild for a few years, maybe it was time to let our hair down.
“Are you ready?” Nathan asked as he waved goodbye to Mike and Andy.
I couldn’t speak. What I was about to do was madness. The gorgeous man would see my wobbly bits. Again. At least this time, I would get to see his. Not that there was anything wobbly about him.
“Are you sure about this?” He paused by the door.
I looked at my feet for a moment. Life was too short. Handsome men didn’t cross my path every day. It was time to embrace it. A niggling part of me knew that I would regret falling into bed with him. However, a much hornier part didn’t care. Sometimes, you just had to go with the flow.
“I’m ready, let’s go.” I took his hand and pulled him through the door.
“Good, good. I’m looking forward to this.” Nathan ran his hand over my arse as we made our way outside.
“I hope you’re ready,” I said. “This oldie can show you a thing or two.”
Chapter Three
If there was one thing that I was comfortable with, it was sex. Not the before, not the after, but the actual act. Ever since I had been old enough to start having sex, I had. I had only been
The rhythm took over as our bodies moved in perfect synchronicity. I couldn’t look away, even when my neck started to ache from bending back.
The intensity of his gaze made my skin heat, so much so, my body started to sweat. He released the pressure of his fingers in my side and slid his hands to the bottom of my back. Pressing firmly, he brought our hips even closer together, so our pelvis’ were completely connected. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I bit my lip and looked down as my crutch rubbed across the hard length of him.
“You can dance,” he hissed.
When I looked up, I smiled at him. The intensity broke as we laughed. He didn’t pull away, though, and neither did I. It felt too good to be pressed up against a sexy man. Even if he was a bit too young for me.
“You still owe me.”
My fingers traced the hairline on the back of his neck. My resistance was caving in. I would owe him everything, just because he was so lovely. I would give him everything.
“What do you want?” I called into his ear.
The corners of his lips disappeared into his cheeks when I pulled back and raised my eyebrows at him.
He suddenly swept me across the dancefloor. I followed his lead, he knew what he was doing. My hair, already a mess, stuck to my forehead. My armpits, although covered by my top, released the most amount of sweat. If anyone inspected under there, I would be mortified. Being single meant that my relationship with a razor was on and off. Like friends with benefits. Sometimes you needed them and sometimes you didn’t.
The tempo of the music changed, slowing down to allow us a breather. We didn’t stop, we kept swaying gently against each other. The ridges on his chest rubbed across my breasts. My body was on fire, but I couldn’t do anything about it.
Leaning down, Nathan put his mouth right next to my ear. “I want you… In the bathroom… Against the wall… In the shower…”
My breath deepened so hard it hit my stomach. My fingers dug into the skin on his shoulders. I had never been so turned on in my whole life.
I had been single for a long time. Too long. My friends and I acted like we were happy, but in reality, we were far from it. We often spoke about future times when we were settled down and had a family. Our biological clocks were ticking and we couldn’t ignore it.
“What do you say?” he whispered.
“Yes.” My mouth opened before my brain engaged.
Nathan released me, grabbed my hand, and almost dragged me as we made our way off the dancefloor. I glanced back at Lizzie who put her hand out in a questioning gesture. I gave her a thumbs up, not able to keep the stupid smile off my face. She smiled back before resuming her dance with her partner. We hadn’t been wild for a few years, maybe it was time to let our hair down.
“Are you ready?” Nathan asked as he waved goodbye to Mike and Andy.
I couldn’t speak. What I was about to do was madness. The gorgeous man would see my wobbly bits. Again. At least this time, I would get to see his. Not that there was anything wobbly about him.
“Are you sure about this?” He paused by the door.
I looked at my feet for a moment. Life was too short. Handsome men didn’t cross my path every day. It was time to embrace it. A niggling part of me knew that I would regret falling into bed with him. However, a much hornier part didn’t care. Sometimes, you just had to go with the flow.
“I’m ready, let’s go.” I took his hand and pulled him through the door.
“Good, good. I’m looking forward to this.” Nathan ran his hand over my arse as we made our way outside.
“I hope you’re ready,” I said. “This oldie can show you a thing or two.”
Chapter Three
If there was one thing that I was comfortable with, it was sex. Not the before, not the after, but the actual act. Ever since I had been old enough to start having sex, I had. I had only been