Jane's Surrender (Hard World Tour #2) (8 page)

“
If you want me, beautiful, come here and I’ll make you feel good.”

“
I wanna eat.” With one last glance at me, she ran to the bathroom and closed the door, leaving me on the bed laughing.

God, when was the last time I’d felt that fucking good?

Jane

I tried to hold my laughter at the scene that just played out. I turned on the hot water in the shower and groaned in pleasure when it relaxed my sore muscles and warmed my body. One of my favorite things in the world was to take a hot shower and let all my problems wash away.

Drake was something I didn't expect. I told him the truth when I said I didn't regret anything that happened between us. We had a connection, and now I understood how people could have great sex, but at the same time, feel nothing for each other.

What surprised me was that I willingly shared a big chunk of my life history with him, something I rarely did with anyone, let alone with strangers. It had been on the tip of my tongue to talk about my band, but I didn't want to let him know I was famous. Somehow, for one night, I wanted to be Jane, not the Jane from Hard World. All I had with him was that night, and I wanted to get the most from it. Although it was a bit risky to go out with him for dinner, it was highly doubtful the paparazzi knew we were here or that anyone would follow us.

I was so deep in my thoughts that I hadn’t realized I wasn't alone in the shower anymore until strong arms enclosed me, and I was pulled back against a solid and warm chest. He ran the back of his hand from my neck to my waist while his other hand moved my head to the side to kiss me.

His lips were soft while his deep and passionate kiss was anything but. The tingle of desire ran through my body, hardening my nipples, making me shiver, and now the familiar wetness between my thighs was back. I moaned into his mouth when his hand grabbed and tugged on my hair harshly, creating a spark of pain. His other hand moved down my stomach past my navel, and then I felt two fingers entering me, making the pain worth it.

“
Already wet for me,” he whispered, letting go of my lips and moving to my ear, where I heard his heavy breathing as I leaned my head back on his shoulder. “Did you think you could tempt me with that beautiful body of yours and not get properly fucked?” The words were crude, and somehow, I understood this experience was different. Back in the bed, he was making love to me, while here it was more about sex.

“
No.” My word was barely a whisper, but he heard it anyway and pinched my nipple hard enough the pain sent shivers to my pussy, which combined with his fingers inside pushed me to the edge of my orgasm.

“
Did you want me to fuck you?” He nipped on my earlobe and then moved to my neck, where he sucked and bit the skin there, not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to make me feel the sting. Without being able to say anything, too lost in the sensations he was creating inside me, I nodded. “Then how could you think I would leave you unsatisfied?” He moved me to the shower wall and put my hands in front of me on the tile, pushing my legs aside with his knee. “Lean into it.” Without another word, my body did as he asked and I felt the cold tile on my cheek, but somehow, it was welcomed, because my body was hot and the cool tile brought me relief.

Suddenly, I felt his hot breath on my lower back, and then his lips and tongue were running over my butt cheeks and he bit me hard. I jumped, but his hands steadied me.

“
Ouch.” I found it hard not to make any noise.

“
I can’t mark you on your neck for everybody to see, but here,” he squeezed my ass cheeks, massaging them, “I can do whatever I want. You can look at them anytime and remember who had you, beautiful.” He then softly kissed the place that still hurt slightly then his lips moved lower to the heat between my thighs. Finally, his tongue was inside me, and I moaned loudly.

“
Drake.” The feeling of his velvet tongue probing deep where I was still sore made the pleasure almost unbearable. He played with me for a few moments and then stood up. His hot breath caressed my neck as he pushed my hair to the side.

“
It was impossible to resist tasting you again, Jane.” His calling my name did something to me. When he said beautiful words to me, it was great, but when he said my name, it made this situation more real.

And some part of me was thrilled with that, to have that acknowledgment.

I heard the rip of a foil packet. He probably put a condom on, and I was glad one of us had enough sense to remember about protection, and then dropped the packet on the floor.

Slowly, he started entering me, his cock going deep inside, filling me, and then he moved back and forth. He was deliberately slow in his strokes, his hand over mine on the wall. The shower was quiet aside from the running water and the sounds of two bodies rubbing against each other. The pressure inside me was building higher and higher, but I couldn't get there. I was almost reaching the stars, but something held me back.

“
My Jane needs a little more stimulation, huh?” His hand moved to my pussy, and when his thumb gently pressed on my clit, I was sent over the edge with a loud scream.

With a few more strokes, he followed me and came with a groan.

We were both breathing heavily, my forehead pressed against the wall while his was on my shoulder. We stood there enjoying both the moment and what we had just shared.

It was unbelievable how much I wanted him and what I had been doing with a guy who I just met, but then girls had sex like that all the time. That was the beauty of one-night stands, right? Everyone just enjoyed the moment.

“
Well, that was different.” My voice was exceptionally loud in the shower stall, and Drake laughed against my skin. His body vibrations sent shivers down me.

“
Yeah.” With one last kiss on my neck, he moved back, and I winced a bit when he pulled out. I was still sensitive. He must have noticed me tense, because he spun me around. With concern in his voice, he said, “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I tried to be as gentle as possible, because you are new to all this, but maybe it was a mistake to do it like that, so soon after your first time.” He looked remorseful, and I thought it was so funny it was impossible to hold the laughter in, and that made him frown.

“
What’s so funny?”

“
You are.” He said nothing, clearly waiting for me to continue. “It wasn't painful and you know it. You were right here when I cried out in pleasure.” His eyes heated at my words, and I snapped my fingers in front of them. “Earth to Drake, the point is that it did hurt a bit and probably, I should take a break for few hours, but it wasn't as painful as you think.” He didn't look convinced, but let it go.

“
We need to buy you some cream on our way to dinner. You should have taken a bath.” That made me smile at him, because the prospect of sharing a bath with him was very tempting.

“
Can we still do it tonight?”

The warmth in his eyes was hard to understand, but it created all those giddy feelings inside me. “Yeah, baby. We can.” He picked up the hotel shampoo bottle, squeezed the liquid on his hands, and rubbed them together. “Let’s clean up and eat, yeah?”

“
Okay.”

Jane

“
Dessert? Are you crazy? I’m full.”

“
There is always room for dessert, babe.”

“
Nope, not inside my stomach.”

“
Well then, you can make an exception tonight.” He wiggled his brows, but it was anything but amusing, considering how much food he already had.

After we were done showering, we put our clothes on, and he took me to one of his favorite steakhouses in Las Vegas. The place was surprisingly expensive, and we looked out of place in our jeans and shirts, especially me, since I had to borrow one of Drake’s shirts and tie it into a knot on my stomach, because he had ripped mine off. However, the manager just smiled at him, greeting him with open arms as they slapped each other on the back. He led us to a table by the window, which had an amazing view of the nightlife of Vegas.

Let me tell you something about meat. I loved it, and I believed nothing was better than some properly cooked steak with mashed potatoes on the side. However, Ariel was a vegetarian to the point of not tolerating meat when someone ate it in front of her. She would turn green, cover her mouth with her hand, and run to the restroom, where we would hear gagging noises and the toilet flushing. Needless to say, she ruined our appetites, so meat was a rare occurrence. Having the opportunity to eat steak was no hardship; in fact, Drake laughed at my eagerness.

Since we walked here and this place was only a few blocks away from his hotel, Drake decided to order some good red wine. The food was delicious, and we talked about a lot of things. I learned his parents were divorced, and he had a half-brother on his dad’s side who was the same age as he was, and they had just recently found out about him. He had several bikes, a few friends, and apparently, he was much smarter than I was.

We discussed different bike models and everything else. Aside from my girls, I thought it was impossible to meet someone who could be as good a listener and as easy a person to talk to.

Once we were done, he asked me if I was up for some walking and sightseeing, and of course, I was. This dinner wouldn't run itself off. This brought us to the middle of some street where he claimed they had the best-ever chocolate cake and it was a shame to be in Las Vegas and not try it. The city was beautiful with all those flashing lights, big signs, and happy people. The energy here almost willed you to relax and let go of everything, and hey, salute to you Las Vegas, because that was exactly what I was doing.

“
Seriously, I’m full. Can you eat it alone?”

“
No.”

He took my hand back in his and we continued walking. I noticed how more than a few women sent him winks and even turned around to look at his ass. They also had a dreamy expression combined with sexual heat in their eyes.

I didn’t like it one bit; he was mine.

What the hell, Jane? Yours for tonight.

Because of our similar clothing, we probably looked like a couple enjoying their stay in the city.

Finally, he stopped in front of a small bakery shop, with a big “Not Your Bakery, Dude” sign, and the display was full of delicious treats, such as muffins, carrot cakes, donuts, and chocolate chip cookies. The light was on inside, but I didn’t notice any people. Before I could think more about it, Drake dragged me inside, where we came face-to-face with a woman in her forties. She wore jeans and a loose white shirt. Her braided sunny-blonde hair fell to the middle of her back. She had a red apron around her middle, and her green eyes sparkled with happiness. She was petite, around 4’10”, and with her features, she looked like a tiny Tinker Bell.

“
Drake.” Her voice was soft and gentle, and for some freaking reason, immediately calmed me down. She circled her hands around his waist and hugged him with all her might, and he returned her hug. “You’re in town again?”

“
Yep, and how could I miss your chocolate cake, Mia?” She gave him a satisfied look.

“
Damn right.” Her green eyes then moved to me, and she was quiet for a bit, studying me, which made me feel conscious of my attire and looks. As much as this whole thing was a one-time thing, I didn't want people he cared about to think I wasn't good enough to be seen with him.

Which was crazy and weird, but whatever.

“
And who is this beautiful girl, huh?” She hugged me close too, and I immediately noticed her warmth and the smell of cookies all over her. She leaned back to look into my eyes again.

“
That’s Jane.”

“
Well then, Jane, it’s nice to meet you.”

My lips spread in a smile as well. “You, too,” I declared.

She motioned to the table near the window. “Go, kids, sit there while I get everything ready for you.” She seated us and disappeared behind the closed doors labeled “Staff Only.”

“
She seems really nice.”

He chuckled. “She’s nice, but can be damn strict too. Trust me; this woman can command whomever she wants. Mia just chooses to be nice.”