Page 79 of Prelude of Love
A thought sparked to life. “Or I could perform with you. Based on your vinyl collection, I bet you know all the Devil’s Chance songs by heart. Plus, you said you play guitar.”
Duke shook his head. “Regardless, it’s not a good idea. I don’t do spotlight for a reason.”
“Not even for Red?” I challenged, watching his scowl deepen as I hit a nerve.
My fingers trailed along Duke’s jaw as I leanedcloser, feeling the slight scratch of stubble against my fingertips. “Not even for me?” I asked, my voice dropping lower. “Think about how incredible it’ll feel to hear our voices blending together. Your deeper tone harmonizing with mine would sound amazing.”
Duke’s hands tightened on my hips. “I doubt you’d want an audience for what would happen if we sang together.”
I perked up at that, heat flooding me. “We can privately celebrate how sexy it would be afterward,” I murmured, shifting in his lap as my cock hardened. “It’d be so hot having you play guitar while singing with me. I’d be thinking about your fingers the whole time, remembering what they can do to me.”
When Duke still looked unconvinced, I switched tactics. “I won’t have my band to support me, and I know you like to take care of people. Will you please take care of me?”
His hands slid up my back, one coming to rest at the nape of my neck. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Princess.”
“Is it working?” I asked, unable to keep the hopeful note from my voice.
“Maybe.” His thumb traced small circles on my neck. “What songs did you have in mind?”
“We could do ‘Chase the Light,’ if you’re interested. It’s one of our most popular, and the guitar part is killer. You’d nail it.”
His expression darkened, his gray eyes flashingwith something dangerous that made my pulse quicken. “Do you believe you can play me so easily into agreeing?”
I shifted on his lap, enjoying the friction between us. “No, but I’m willing to do anything to change your mind.”
“Anything?” Duke’s voice dropped an octave, the single word loaded with meaning.
Heat pooled in my stomach as I pressed closer to him, rubbing my growing arousal against him. “Absolutely anything,” I purred, making no effort to hide the thick innuendo in my voice.
Duke’s thumbs pressed into the sensitive spots that made my breath catch. Tension crackled as he let the moment drag out, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Leave,” he finally said, his expression unreadable.
I blinked, certain I’d misheard him. “You want me to leave?”
“Yes. Prove to me how much you want it by denying yourself what you want right now.” Duke’s large hand cupped my erection through my pants to illustrate his point. The pressure of his palm against me was exquisite torture.
I rocked against him, unable to stop myself. “Why would you punish us both when I’m willing to suck your dick to get what I want?” The blunt offer slipped out before I could stop it. “I’ll makeit so good for you, Duke. I promise my mouth is good for a lot more than singing and getting into trouble.”
He remained maddeningly controlled. “Brats need to prove they’re willing to work for what they want.”
“By doing nothing?”
Duke’s smug smile made me want to kiss it off his face. “Exactly.”
I pouted as I squirmed. “You play dirty.”
“That’s what you get for thinking you’re the one in control here. But you’ll learn.”
His gravelly voice triggered a shocking urge to spread my legs for him. “Wouldn’t you rather punish me in sexier ways?”
“No, this will do fine.”
I moved against him with more urgency in a bid for reconsideration. “But doing me is way more satisfying than doing paperwork.”
He chuckled at my wordplay. “Regardless, those are my terms. Take it or leave it, Princess.”
I warred with myself. On one hand, I was achingly hard and desperately wanted to get off. On the other, I wanted to sing with him too badly to risk ruining my chances. With a sigh of resignation, I conceded.
