Forever Rockers (11 page)

I kissed her until I had to pull back or die from lack of oxygen, but only long enough to get rid of her silky blouse and to pull down the zipper at the side of her skirt. With her shirt gone I looked down at her lacy bra covering her perfect tits and thanked the gods that this woman was mine.

The paleness had left her cheeks to be replaced with a sexy pink that spread over her entire body and it told me she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I was thankful that I was wearing basketball shorts because if I’d had on jeans I was sure the zipper would have been forever dented into the length of my cock.

While I was looking my fill, Harper was busy touching me. Her soft hands were rubbing down my shirt and then back up under to trace over my stomach before moving up to my heart. Letting my next breath out in a hiss, I grabbed the hem of my shirt and jerked it over my head. Grasping her hand, I brought it up to my lips, giving the palm a wet open-mouthed kiss before placing it over the left side of my chest. Over the ink that I’d gotten just for her. Her purple eyes were always with me even if she wasn’t.

“You see this ink?” I murmured, watching her violet eyes as they ate up the sight of her eyes staring back at her. “I got this because it was your eyes that owned me first. It was your eyes I fell in love with the second I saw them. Two days later I knew that you, the amazing woman you are, held on to my heart. I belong to you, Harper. You hold all the power. I’m yours until the day I die.”

She swallowed hard, her fingers tracing over the perfect picture of her beautiful eyes over my heart. “I belong to you too, Shane. Always.”

That was all it took to break my control. I released her hand and carefully pushed her back onto the bed. I started at her ears, kissing her lobe and then tracing the shell with my tongue. She shivered and turned her head away, giving me better access to her neck. I felt the goose flesh pop up and the hitch in her breathing that told me how much she loved having me suck at the pulse just under her jaw.

I licked my way down her throat and down into the valley between her perfect tits. I could hear her heart racing even before I licked around each nipple. When I didn’t immediately suck her diamond-hard nipples into my mouth she let out a soft whimper, begging me without words to give her what she wanted. I brushed a kiss over each tight tip but quickly moved on, licking down her flat stomach, dipping into her belly button and then pausing when I saw the ink that branded her as mine.

Shane’s.

The ink she’d gotten the night before our wedding never failed to take my breath away. My little beauty who didn’t like to get ink had gotten a tattoo just for me. One that would forever tell the world that she was mine. Fuck, it was the sexiest thing I’d ever set eyes on and each time I saw it I felt like a damn caveman, ready to claim his woman in the next instant.

I didn’t. It was too soon. I needed to cherish every inch of her before I took what we both wanted.

I traced my name twice before moving lower. Pressing a wet kiss to her mound, I inhaled deep, loving the scent of her arousal. Knowing we would both be lost if I tongued her glistening pussy, I turned my attention to her thighs. With hands that slightly shook, I spread her wide for me and then kissed my way down the inside of her right thigh. My hands caressed down her calf as I left a trail of love bites down to her knee.

Her entire body was trembling with need, but I still took my time as I transferred my kisses from her right leg to her the inside of her left. I slowly left the same trail of love bites up her inner thigh until I reached her pussy once again.

“Shane,” she whimpered brokenly. “Please.”

My dick jerked at that soft plea, but I didn’t give in. I had new memories to give her and old ones to banish. With the thumb of my left hand I skimmed up her drenched slit and spread her juicy lips. Her clit was swollen and I could almost see it pulsing with her need. With a hungry groan I lowered my head and rubbed the tip of my tongue over the small bundle of nerves.

Harper’s back arched instantly, her fingers thrusting into my hair as I teased her with just the tip of my tongue. I was drowning in the flow of her liquid heat and drank up each drop as it poured from her entrance. I teased her until I knew she was almost ready to fall over into her release before pulling away.

Her breaths coming in little pants, she opened her violet eyes at me in surprise. “What?”

I licked her essence off my lips before lowering my head to steal a soft kiss from her. “Come here,” I urged as I fell onto the bed on my side and turned her to face me. Reaching for her thigh, I pulled it up over my leg and grasped my dick, guiding it to her entrance.

We both were helpless to hold back our cries of delight as I slowly entered her. I kept my eyes locked on her, refusing to let them go as I tightened my hold on her and carefully thrust my hips forward. Even, white teeth bit down on her full bottom lip as I thrust slow and steady.

“Does that feel good, beautiful?” Harper nodded, but I saw tears filling her eyes and stopped. “Am I hurting you?”

She quickly shook her head. “No. This feels amazing. I…I just…” She broke off, swallowing hard. “This is perfect, Shane.”

“Every time with you is perfect, beautiful.” I pulled my hips back until only the tip of my dick was inside of her tight little body, then thrust hard and deep before pausing. My tip was touching the deepest part of her and as I forced myself to stay right there, I watched as two fat tears spilled from her eyes. “I’ll give you anything and everything you will ever want, Harper. You are my fucking world and I’ll take my last breath cherishing you.”

Her eyes widened, but not in surprise at my words. I shifted my hips just a fraction of an inch and her walls started contracting around me. Still I refused to let go of her gaze, needing to watch as she fell apart for me. My hand moved to her hip, spreading her ass wide as I used my thumb to tease her most forbidden hole. One little tease of my thumb and she was crying out my name, her walls convulsing so hard that it made my dick thicken even more with my need for her. I didn’t dare move yet, however. Didn’t dare so much as breathe until I knew she had reached the end.

Only when I felt her starting to relax, her body spent after such a strong climax, did I move my hips again. I turned her onto her back without leaving her heavenly body and started thrusting hard and deep. Sharp nails bit into my shoulders as I pounded into her sweet oasis. I buried my face in the valley of her tits, telling her over and over again how much I loved her, how much she owned me, how much I wanted to fill her with every drop of release I was going to spill.

“Shane!” she cried and I felt her inner walls begin to contract again. I groaned and took her harder as she came apart for me again. She was so wet, her cream thick and scalding as I slid in and out of her, my tip bouncing off her womb with each hard thrust forward. I would have cut my arm off than hurt her, but I knew I wasn’t right then. She was crying out my name, praying to God and anyone else who would listen as I took my fill.

My own release snuck up on me. It hit hard and fast and I stiffened above her, every muscle in my body contracting so hard I was sure I was tearing some of them. Harper went still beneath me and I had to force my eyes to stay open so I could see her beautiful face. “I love you,” she whispered.

“Fuck,” I cried as the first hot spray of my climax left me. “Ah, fuck.” I fell against her, not caring that I was too heavy for her for a moment as my entire body trembled with the aftershocks of one of the most mind-blowing orgasms in my entire life.

C
HAPTER
S
IX

Jesse

I wasn’t in the best mood before the doorbell rang. Layla and I were still at a crossroads about having another baby, although I could almost feel her starting to see things my way. Still, she was moody and upset with me more often than not these days. Our sex life was nearly nonexistent because of it and my balls had never been so blue in my life. The little goddess had taken to wearing the kind of clothes that left no need for imagination the way they molded to her luscious curves and revealed the cleavage I ached to bury my face in.

With my coffee in hand I went to answer the door since Layla was upstairs with the twins. Finding three gorillas in suits and Emmie standing on my doorstep had my brows lifted. “What’s up?”

“There’s been a situation.” She said it calmly enough, but her pretty face was pale and her big green eyes were icy.

My veins instantly filled with ice. “Mia?” Hell, I didn’t think I could handle it if something had happened to my little niece. I’d nearly lost my mind right along with Nik when we’d gotten the news that she was missing the night some crazy bitch had tried to take her.

I had three dates in my life that I would always remember, not because of the joy they had brought, but the fear that had nearly brought me to my knees. The day Layla had gone into pre-term labor with our boys. The day Lucy’s biological father had taken her. And now the day that we’d nearly lost Mia.

The girl I would always consider my sister and best friend shook her head. “No, thank gods. Harper got some interesting mail this morning.” Relief flooded through me as she nodded her head behind me. “Can we come in? I don’t want to talk about this out here.”

Stepping back, I let her and the three security men enter. Shutting the door behind them I turned to face my four guests, but the three men were already gone. When I saw one searching the house plant by the door, rage started boiling, replacing the ice in my blood. “What the fuck?”

“They’re searching for any hidden cameras and crap like that,” Emmie explained when I started to grab the man who was touching my wife’s stuff like a thief inspecting the place before robbing us blind. Taking hold of my arm, she pulled me through the house and into the kitchen. With a push onto a stool at the island, I dropped down, placing my half-empty mug of coffee on the counter before I dropped it.

“What the fucking hell is going on, Emmie?”

She pushed her long auburn hair out of her face, her lips pressed together. “Axton called me this morning saying that Harper was upset and had woken Dallas up, needing her. So I rushed over to
Rock America
’s headquarters and walked into a nightmare…”

I forgot about my coffee and the men currently nosing through my house as Emmie continued to explain what had happened that morning. The pictures that someone within Harper’s building had sent her. The live-feed camera they had found in her office…and the five others they had found in Shane’s house. Someone had been watching them night and day. Seller’s men figured that the cameras had been planted while we’d been on our summer tour, but given the way Harper and Shane fucked like rabbits and didn’t care where they did it, it was hard to tell what the person who had been watching had seen…or recorded.

Fuck, there could have been a sex tape floating around in cyberspace of my band-brother and his beautiful wife, and we didn’t even know about it. That was fucked up on so many levels. It wouldn’t have surprised me if Shane already had a few floating around out there somewhere, given his past, but Harper… She didn’t deserve that. She was so sweet and soft-hearted.

Why did this crazy cunt have to target such a kind girl? She hadn’t done anything to anyone except marry a man who loved her more than anything in the world. Didn’t they deserve to have some peace while they enjoyed their happily ever after?

“I’m having everyone’s house checked over just to be on the safe side,” Emmie finished and dropped down onto the stool next to me. “They’re over at my house right now while Nik helps. I’ll take a team over to Drake’s house next and then Natalie’s. Axton’s house should probably be searched too, since Dallas is so close to Harper.” Her chin started to tremble and I reached for her, pulling her up off the stool and into my arms. Rubbing my hands up and down her back, I let her cry on me. “It feels like it’s all falling apart, Jess. I can’t keep anyone safe.”

“Ah, sweetheart—”

I broke off when Layla let out a high-pitched scream and I realized that the security guys had moved up to the second floor. Shit. I hadn’t even thought about warning Layla. Emmie was out of my arms and running before I could even stand. Our feet pounded as we ran through the house and up the stairs.

I found Layla standing in front of the closed nursery door. Her scream had obviously woken the boys from their nap because I could hear them screaming and squalling from inside their room. Layla had her hand on the doorknob, her knuckles white from the grip she held on it. The look on her face was fierce, that of a momma bear protecting her cubs from the big bad stranger in a suit just a few feet from her.

“Who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing in my house?” she seethed at the man.

“Ma’am, I’m here to check your house for bugs and cameras,” the beast in the suit tried to explain.

“What?” she screeched and then spotted me with Emmie on the landing. “Jesse, what’s going on?”

“Sorry, baby. I got so caught up in what Emmie was telling me I forgot to come tell you.” I walked toward her and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tightly against me as I tried to calm my racing heart. Her first scream had been so full of fear it had nearly killed me. Her arms wrapped around my waist, her head burying in my chest.

“Something’s happened, hasn’t it?” she whispered. All I could do was nod, unable to get so much as a sound out past the emotional lump full of relief in my throat.

One of the boys let out an angry cry, and I instantly recognized it as Luca. Reluctantly I pulled away from my still-trembling wife and opened the door to check on the twins. Luca was standing up in his crib, his little fists clenched around the rails as he jumped angrily up and down, shaking the crib. Lyric was still crying, but he was watching his twin with narrowed eyes, as if trying to figure out if he should be as pissed as his brother or not.