A Sound Like Hope (Fallen Tuesday #3) (17 page)

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Emily hadn
’
t touched her glass of wine in a while. And Trent
barely polished off two beers. They were sitting on the deck, Trent
’
s hand around her waist, her
back to his chest. It felt as though the darkness provide a comforting blanket
effect. Nobody could see them or what they were doing. But she still worried
that she was crossing lines she shouldn't be. She worried that Nick would be
affected by her actions.

“
I
just want you to know something,
”
Trent said.

“
What
’
s that?
”

“
Everything
I told you
…
my band, my
best friends don't even know."

“
Then
why did you tell me?
”

“
Because
you asked,
”
Trent said.
“
I couldn
’
t leave again without you knowing who I am. I want
you to know that while I
’
m
kind of forced into being here, I
’
m
truly hoping I can help show Nick that it
’
s
okay to be sad and angry without lashing out.
”

“
It
’
s hard to believe you
’
re a rockstar sometimes,
”
Emily whispered.

Trent kissed her. A gentle, simple
kiss, yet the feelings rushing through her body was anything but
gentle
or
simple
. She hated to see Trent back away from her. When he started to
stand up, Emily felt butterflies in her stomach.

“
Where
are you going?
”
she asked.

“
Driving
home,
”
Trent said and then
he winked.

“
Jerk.
”

“
Stay
put.
”

When Trent was out of sight, Emily
did something she had been waiting to do all night. She let her mouth drop open
and her eyes widen. This was way too much to handle. Trent from Fallen Tuesday
was in her house. He had kissed her, more than once. He touched her. He held
her hand. More than that, he watched her cry and he opened up to her.

Trent came walking back outside with
a guitar in his hand.

“
Trent
…”

“
I
’
ll play quietly,
”
Trent said.
“
It
’
s
acoustic. I won
’
t even use
a pick.
”

“
You
don
’
t have to do this.
”

“
What?
A private serenade by a rockstar? You
’
re
not interested?
”

“
Oh,
I am,
”
Emily said.
“
But what it implies
…”

Trent put the guitar on a chair and
took Emily by the hands.
“
This
is the part where you shut your mind off for a minute. There is no implying.
There
’
s right now.
”

Trent kicked at the other chair and
Emily sat down. She was literally on the edge of the seat as she watched Trent
pick up the guitar, sit down, and start to pluck the strings. He played for a
few minutes and Emily wasn
’
t
sure if it was a song or not, but it sounded amazing. His fingers moved on both
hands, his left hand moving all over the neck of the guitar. The beautiful
sound may have hit Emily
’
s
ears first, but it quickly ran through her entire body.

“
Want
to hear a new song?
”
Trent
asked.

“
Of
course,
”
Emily said.
“
So I get a sneak peek?
”

“
Something
like that.
”

Trent began to pluck at the strings
again, nodding his head. Emily was mesmerized by the way he got lost in the
music so easily. The way he closed his eyes, and swayed to the music was proof
that he truly was a musician first, a rockstar second. It wasn
’
t about women, drugs, or
drinking
…
it really was all
about the music.

“
This
is where Luke would sing,
”
Trent said.
“
I don
’
t sing though. Nobody needs to
hear that.
”

“
You
could try,
”
Emily teased.

“
Or
I could just keep playing.
”

“
Come
closer to me though
…”

Emily heard the words coming from
her mouth and she shocked herself. She was seated across from a rockstar as he
played guitar and she dared him to come closer.

And that
’
s just what Trent did.

He inched closer.

He never stopped playing the song
as he moved. Emily found herself drawn to Trent. He was leaned completely
forward and Emily was within reach of his mouth. Her body ached for him.

Trent kept playing the song and the
smile on his face was totally seductive. He was so sexy and Emily knew she was
stepping deeper than she probably should. Her lips touched Trent
’
s and she groaned. The song continued
to be played, even as Emily opened her mouth and flicked her tongue gently at his
lips. They started to kiss and in a matter of seconds it was a deep kiss. Emily
told herself she would be just fine as long as Trent kept playing guitar.

Then the guitar stopped.

The kissed stopped too and Trent
looked at Emily. He was giving her a chance to stop this. This was her opening
to throw out some kind of excuse.

This is wrong. It
’
s getting late. Nick is upstairs
sleeping. We shouldn
’
t
because
…
of
…
everything
…

Emily put her arms around Trent
’
s neck and pulled him back. They
kissed again and Trent literally tossed the guitar to the side. It crashed to
the deck with a
bong
sound of random notes. Emily tried to move her
head, thinking the guitar was broken, but Trent wouldn
’
t allow it. He put his hands to her waist and
pulled her onto the chair with him. She sat sideways as they kissed. His left
hand was flat against her stomach, over her shirt. Emily couldn
’
t contain her breathing, knowing
Trent was feeling how fast her stomach was moving.

She touched his shoulders, feeling
thick muscle. She wanted him to touch her. Not over her shirt but under it.
Emily tugged at Trent
’
s arm
and Trent smiled.

“
Take
it easy, baby,
”
he
whispered.
“
I know what I
’
m doing. I
’
m a rockstar.
”

Emily gushed and moaned.

I
’
m a rockstar
…

Trent
’
s
hand finally moved and he slid under Emily
’
s
shirt. His strong fingers climbed up her body and he teased at her bra, his
hand cupping her breast with ease. It made Emily feel a little self conscious
wishing she had bigger breasts. But Trent didn
’
t
seem to mind. She felt his body reacting. She was on his lap and he was hard.
It was obvious and it made Emily feel sexy.

Trent moved his hand and using just
his pointer finger, he touched between Emily
’
s
breasts and pulled at her bra. Emily laughed and let out a soft whimper.

“
You
’
re starting to kill me,
”
Trent said.

“
I
’
m killing myself here,
”
Emily blurted out.

“
This
shouldn
’
t happen.
”

“
I
know.
”
Emily kissed Trent
again.
He tasted so good.
“
I
can
’
t help it right now.
”

“
Tomorrow
…”

“
Isn
’
t here,
”
Emily said.

Trent surprised Emily then as he
stood, still holding her. He stepped back into the house and stood there,
staring at her.

If she was going to do this tonight
…

“
Upstairs,
”
Emily said.

“
What
about
…
?
”

“
It
’
s okay. Just go upstairs and
straight down the hall. I have the back bedroom.
”

Trent walked Emily through her
house, kissing her, nuzzling her nose, but it was the way he held her. He made
her feel as light as a feather and like she was the only woman in the world
that mattered.

He listened to the directions and
once they were in Emily
’
s
large bedroom, Trent took her to the bed and smiled. The other bedrooms were at
the front of the house. There was plenty of space between Emily
’
s room and Nick
’
s room. He wouldn
’
t -
or shouldn
’
t
- hear a thing.

On the bed, they moved a little
awkward, but Emily blamed herself. She hadn
’
t
been in bed with a man in a long time. And she could see the pullback from Trent.
He kept the option open for Emily to kick him off the bed and tell him to get
out. But Emily didn
’
t want
that at all.

Finally, Emily moved back on the
bed and sat up. Trent stood at the bottom of the bed, his hands on the covers,
staring at her.

“
I
’
m sorry if this is wrong,
”
he said.
“
I just
…
from the second I saw you
…”

“
You
’
re not leaving this room before
I get what I want,
”
Emily
said. Her body was on fire. She never talked like this.

“
What
do you want?
”

Emily touched her jeans and
unbuttoned them. Slowly and seductively, Emily slid her pants down her body and
kicked them off. She then reached up her shirt and behind. As casually as she
could, she managed to get her bra off without taking her shirt off. The rest,
however, would be left for Trent to enjoy.

“
Emily,
I can
’
t make promises here,
”
Trent said.
“
My life with the band, the
music, the tours
…”

“
I
didn't ask for any promises,
”
Emily said.
“
It's just me.
Waiting and willing.
”

Trent smiled and stood up. He
walked to the side of the bed and offered his hand for Emily to take. She gave
Trent her hand and he squeezed it tight. He then lowered down to the bed
.

He slowly moved down her body, over
her shirt, but at her panties, his fingers slipped inside. Emily parted her
legs, her muscles shaking with anticipation. He touched her, sliding around the
curve of her body. His fingers were strong yet gentle. As he massaged Emily,
she groaned and planted her heels firmly into the bed. She lifted and needed
more. The want was gone now. It was all need. She reached for Trent
’
s jeans and ripped his belt off.
When Trent pressed two fingers to her, Emily opened her mouth and sighed. He
moved deeper, entering her, sending pulses of pleasure throughout her body.

Emily held the top of his pants,
pulling at him.

“
Trent,
please,
”
she whispered.

Trent kissed her cheek and put his
lips to her ear.
“
Tell me,
baby. Anything you want or need.
”

“
You,
”
Emily said without hesitation.
“
All of you.
”

Trent moved his hand from Emily.
His fingers were back up her body and he cut under her shirt. This time Trent
touched her bare breasts. When his fingers flicked along her nipples, tingling
sensations ran wild through her body again.

This was becoming too much to bear.

Trent started to move his hand up
some more, wanting Emily
’
s
shirt off. Emily sat up and when Trent took her shirt off, she hurried to
remove her panties. Trent climbed the bed, positioning himself over Emily. As he
kicked off his pants, Emily ripped at his shirt. When his shirt was off, she
reached down and grabbed him over his boxers. Emily bit her lip and whimpered.

“
I
’
ll take care of you,
”
Trent said.
“
Right now. While I
’
m here. I
’
ll take care of you, Emily.
”

“
I
know,
”
Emily said.
“
I trust you.
”

She touched his waist and slid her
hands around to his butt. She forced his boxers down.

They were both naked now, inches
away from coming together. Trent touched Emily
’
s
shoulder and ran his fingers down her arm. He came across and grabbed her chest.
Emily arched her back and moaned, then lifted her body to his. She felt Trent,
right there, between her legs. Her muscles were still twitching as she resisted
the urge to reach down and guide him into her.