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   "We both work in music." Both of their faces light up a little.

   "Really?" Lacey looks to me with a cute excited expression and Roxie looks at
Mason in
the same way.

   "What do you do in music?"

   Mason shrugs his shoulders. "Nothing exciting, behind the scenes stuff and organizing tours."

   "Who do you work for?" Lacey asks.

   "Some heavy metal bands. Nothing too big."

   Lacey giggles. "Well, we don't know anything about heavy metal."

   "No, I don't like that sort of music." Roxie shakes her head. "Rock stars just don't do it for me."

   I watch as Roxie speaks, stroking her fingers along Mason's chest and I try not to laugh. That shit is fucking funny. I turn to look at Lacey. "So what do you do?"

   She looks down at her hands in her lap, looking very nervous. Roxie starts to giggle from the other sofa. "Our jobs aren't as exciting as yours."

   "They can't be that bad." I twirl a piece of Lacey's hair between my fingers.

   "I'm an editor, I love it but it's not as exciting as your job."

   I brush my fingers along her heated cheeks. "That's nothing to be embarrassed about. You're cleaver, nothing wrong with that." This causes Lacey to giggle. Lacey is probably the smartest girl I've ever been with. Not because of her job, I can tell she's a smart girl. There's nothing sexier than a beautiful girl who's smart.

   "So what about you Rox?" I hear Mason ask.

   "I'm a web developer and designer."

   Mason brings Roxie over to straddle his lap. "I think that's sexy."

Lacey

   When we all have finished eating the huge takeaway meal we ordered, I decide that I want Cole all to myself. Roxie and Mason are practically having sex on the sofa anyway so they didn't even notice when we left them to it. All day Cole has driven me mad with his sexy looks and innocent little touches. Now, I want to lick all of his tattoos and have him deep inside of me. Really, really badly.

   As soon as I close my bedroom door behind me I turn around to face him and place my hands on his delicious toned stomach. I push him so he's walking backwards towards my bed. "I need you Cole."

   He chuckles, it's a deep and sexy sound; this is one of the many things he has been tormenting me with all day. Filled with pure lust I push him down onto my bed and stare at the wonderful, hot, sexual man that is underneath me. I grab onto the waist band of his jeans and pull them down, lucky me because I see that he has no underwear on so I can see he is as excited as I am. His huge cock springs out ready for some action. When I have his jeans off I slowly crawl up his legs, bending low so my ass pokes in the air. When I get to his large package I glide my tongue along his balls and up his thick, long length. His growl makes me impatient so I take his tip into my mouth. I'm only aloud a few sucks when Cole flips me over, pining me under him. I can't help but laugh but I soon stop when his tongue glides across my folds. He growls like an animal as he attacks my sex, sending wonderful vibrations through my body.

   I open my eyes after my climax and see Cole above me, with a fierce look on his face. "I want to feel you Lacey." I know what he means, I don't want him to use a condom either, but is it wise? "I've never been unprotected before." He assures me.

   "I'm on birth control, so we're safe." He brings his mouth down on mine and stops so he can look at me as he sinks into me deeper and deeper. God he feels so good without a condom. He pounds into me with brilliant strength
;
I can feel my eyes beginning to roll back in pleasure as he continues to slam into me. His piercing feels so much better when he's inside me naked; it hits the sweet spot that has me screaming his name. Cole grabs onto my thighs and lifts so that my bottom is off the bed. Nobody has ever held me in this position before and I swoon some more at his strength.

   "Get ready baby." I don't get a chance to prepare myself, not that I think preparing would have changed a thing. I let go of a loud moan as Cole pushes back inside me, the new position making him go deeper than I ever thought possible. Cole is bigger than any other man I've been with, but this is something else entirely. I wrap my legs around him and take everything he has to give me. We're both making so much noise, I know that Roxie and Mason can hear us but that just makes this all the more exciting. Seeing as this is what we were all doing together last night, I have nothing to be embarrassed about.

   "You feel so fucking good." Cole growls as he thrusts even faster, I can feel my climax approaching.

   "Cole, Oh God!"

   "Give it to me." He slams harder.

   "Ohhhh!" I can feel it coming.

   "Come all over my cock Lacey." His words make me come undone all over his cock, just like he told me to do. As I ride my orgasm Cole continues to thrust until he tenses and growls his release.

   This very sexy tattooed man, who I thought looked dangerous last night
,
is not very dangerous at all. He may look the part with his dark features and tattoos, but today I've seen just how much of a great guy he is. I've only known him for twenty-four hours and he's done so many
wonderful things to my body.

   As I lay there thinking, I'm suddenly worried that I'm getting attached to him far too quickly, it's a crazy thought, but very true and I fall asleep as he spoons me from behind
.

Chapter Eleven

Cole

   The next day I regret having to say bye to Lacey. I hardly know her but I know I will miss her. The girl has gotten deep under my skin, especially after last night. Today Mason and I have to go back to the tour bus because in a couple of hours we will be making our way over to the next show. We're not going to be too far so I'm hoping she will want to see me again.

   This morning Lacey shocked me by asking for a couple of pictures. At first I thought she had figured out who I was but when she told me how much she didn't want to forget my body and turned a bright shade of red, I agreed. Part of the deal was for me to have some of my own pictures of her to take with me, so we spent our morning posing for each other. Before leaving we make sure to exchange our contact numbers and I leave her standing with Roxie at their front door as we walk away. I wish I could fuck her one last time, or at least hold her against me and kiss her. Then I remember she's not my girl, she's a girl I hardly know and was only supposed to have one great night with and then leave
,
but that didn't happen. I walk with Mason out of the apartment building in silence; we don’t even look at each other. We don’t say anything until we get in the bands limo which is parked around the corner out of sight.

   "Did you get Lacey's number?" I look to Mason who is frowning down at his phone.

   "Yeah, did you get Roxie's?"

   He nods as he stares down at his phone still. "It's too soon to text her right?"

   I laugh. " Yeah Mase, it is."

   "Don't fucking laugh, I know you wanna text Lacey." He's right I do, but I'm holding myself back.

   When we walk onto our tour bus, Booker and Tate are sat waiting for us. "Well I thought you two fuckers would look happier than that." Tate says as he flicks his cigarette out the window.

   "What's the matter? Pussy wasn’t
good enough?" Booker laughs.

   I sit down
beside Tate in one of the leather sofas and laugh. "Best pussy of my life bro."

   That stops Booker laughing and Tate frowns at me. "So why the face?"

   Mason scoffs. "You would look the same if you had to leave them."

   Tate looks surprised."That good?"

   I nod. "That fucking good T."

   I listen as Mason tells the guys every little detail from our weekend. By the end of his speech Mason is looking very pleased with himself; Booker and Tate still look surprised. Bet they're wishing they came along with us now. I look down at my phone and think about giving in and sending Lacey a text. I have to see how she is, even if I did only leave just over an hour ago. Before I can even send a text, my phone is suddenly taken away from me, Tate runs to the other side of the bus laughing. "What the fuck?"

   "Sorry bro." I look over to Mason who doesn't look very sorry. "I shown them my pics of Rox, I knew you had some of Lacey."

   Fucking little shit just wanted to show off. The pictures I had of Lacey aren't exactly porno style but I still don't want these fuckers to see them.

   "Fuck Cole, she's hot." Tate quickly chucks it over to Booker when I charge in his direction.

   Booker flicks through more pictures. "Holy shit, I'd definitely tap
that ass."

   My fists clench, there is no way I would let Booker
get his hands on Lacey. I snatch my phone back
from Booker as he's staring at a picture of Lacey; the one with her posing in just her underwear. "Don't fucking think about it."

   Booker holds his hands up. "I get it, she's yours bro, chill."

   Mine? I fucking like the sound of that.

Lacey

   I take off my glasses and rub my tired eyes, I've been working all day and the laptop has made my eyes ache. I love my job and being an editor has its advantages. I work for Poppy Publishing, one of the top book publishers. I'm one of the lucky editors who gets to work from home, instead of having to work in a stuffy office and wear smart clothes
.
I choose my own hours and wear what I want. I don't have to get up early and make sure I'm at the office on time. Take today for example, I've been in my baggy lounge clothes all day with my hair scrunched up on top of my head and no make-up on. I've spend all day nose deep editing a paranormal romance for a well known author. I edit a wide range of writing but most of my work comes from editing books.

   I hear my phone beep and smile to myself when I see it's from Cole. We have been texting for the past three days, since he left after the weekend. Every time I walk into my living room I can't help but have flash backs to that night. My vibrator has practically been my best friend for the past three nights and every night I think back to what Cole did to me when we were on our own. Yes the foursome was amazing but the highlight of that weekend was the moments Cole and I were alone
together. That man sure knows how to pleasure a woman’s
body. I've loved our back and forth texts along with late night phone calls. Just hearing his voice telling me what he
wants to do to me
affects
me as much as him being with me. I'm so happy that he wants to see me again on Saturday. I text him back with a huge smile on my face.

   "Dinner's ready bitch!" I close my laptop and crawl off my bed. I moved into my bedroom to work because when Roxie began making dinner she had turned the radio louder and sang along. I have no clue how to cook and Roxie is amazing at it. I'm sure if she didn't love her job already, then she would be a chef. Our household deal is Roxie cooks and I clean, I hate mess anyway so it isn't a problem having to clean up after her untidy ass anyway.

   I put my glasses back on and go to sit at the table where my dinner is waiting with a large glass of wine. My best friend knows me so well. I take a big much needed gulp and dig right in, I haven't eaten since breakfast because I've been too busy editing about vampires and werewolves to eat. A really bad habit of mine that Roxie tells me off for as soon as I start to attack my dinner in an unladylike manner.

   My phone alerts me to a text message again and what I read makes me smile. "I'm guessing by the stupid look on your face, that is lover boy."