Rock Dirty (Rock Candy #2) Read Online Free

It’s not like we’re going to be able to sneak out of here unnoticed. Just act natural, princess, and it’ll be fine. Ready?”
    I took a quick look in the mirror. I looked perfectly normal except my face was flushed and my eyes were sparkling. Sighing, I turned back to Tucker and nodded.
    With a final wink at me, he opened the door, then escorted me through it with a hand at the base of my back. He moved so easily, one would think we were walking down the red carpet rather than exiting a bathroom we’d obviously been fooling around in. “All yours,” he said cheerily to the woman standing outside, crying baby in her arms, double stroller indeed filled to the brim. Her mouth dropped open as she stared after us.
    I shook my head, amazed at Tucker’s unrepentant confidence.
    “You’re good,” I said. “I’ll give you that.”
    “Yeah? I hope that’s not the only thing you’ll be giving me. Like you said, it’s going to be a long flight. Plenty of time for me to show you just how good I can be.”
    I burst out laughing. Together we walked back to the First Class lounge. We were half-way there when I realized Tucker and I were holding hands.
    By the time we got there, I didn’t want to let him go.
    At that moment I understood I’d let things go too far. Tucker had seemed harmless, but he was very, very dangerous. It was better I recognize that now and stay the hell away from him.
    Which meant, as much as it made me want to weep, that it was going to be a very long flight indeed.
     

CHAPTER THREE
     
     
    Tucker
     
    Damn, Nikki Lorenz is one hell of a woman .
    She was also, it turned out, a bit of a cock-tease, though I supposed that was more my frustration talking than anything else. Hell, if you ask me, they should literally make blue balls a medical condition.
    This shit hurts.
    Nikki had seemed perfectly willing to minister to my cock before we’d been interrupted. But as soon as we’d sat down again in the First Class lounge, she’d muttered something about having to work and had buried her head in her open laptop.
    I was surprised how disappointed I’d been by her change in attitude, but I decided to cut her some slack. She’d seemed genuinely freaked when we’d been caught together in the bathroom. For all her sass, maybe she was normally more restrained than she’d let on. Maybe she didn’t like the idea of me keeping tally, expecting some on-plane action in exchange for the orgasm I’d given her.
    And yes, I had been expecting it. I’m a huge believer in fair play. But I was also, to my surprise, not that worried about it, so I slumped down in my chair, and surfed on my phone. Based on when our flight left and the time difference, we’d be arriving in Paris around nine a.m. Maybe Nikki and I could grab a quick breakfast before getting back to getting to know one another better.
    When they finally started boarding our plane, Nikki took the lead with me following close behind. Even though I was also in First Class, chances were someone else had the seat next to Nikki, but…
    At the front of the First Class section, Nikki turned to me and, not quite able to meet my eyes, said, “Have a good flight, Tucker.”
    Uh, no. What the hell? I was on this fucking plane because of her. No way was I not sitting by her.
    But I just nodded and said, “See you, Nikki,” struggling to hide my smile when she looked equal parts surprised and disappointed. Poor woman really was all kinds of thrown by what had happened between us.
    While she took her window seat at the front, I took an aisle seat a few rows back, immediately jumping back up again when a woman paused next to Nikki’s row.
    “Excuse me, Ma’am.” I flashed my pearly whites. “I’m just a couple of seats back. I was wondering, would you mind terribly if we switched places? You see, Nikki and I have business to discuss.”
    The woman looked startled, then looked down at Nikki, then looked back at me. “Um…” She turned to Nikki. “Is