Suddenly Dirty(25)

I hate the way my band mates are looking at her. I want to be the only one to appreciate her assets. Like perverted creeps, we all stand there a little longer watching her and Derrick. I need to clear my head and hopefully get rid of this raging hard on that I’ve had since leaving her this morning. “Okay, guys let’s call it a day. We aren’t getting anywhere” I announce because all my head can think about is Sienna wearing those tight yoga pants and low cut sports bra, and that I can’t have her again.





After my yoga session with Derrick out by the pool, I decide to see if the treadmill in the gym was free to do a couple of laps on. “Hey,” I call out watching Evan pounding into the punching bag. One after another, steady fists hitting the bag with a thud. His naked chest is dripping in sweat. Tanned tattooed arms glistened with sweat under the fluorescent lights. Dressed in grey tracksuit pants and bare feet, he looks like an MMA fighter, not a famous rock star.

“What did it ever do to you?” I tried to crack a joke to lighten the tension between us, pointing at the punching bag. Blue eyes hungrily look over my workout gear. I can feel my nipples hardening under his intense stare.

“Just been a rough morning,” he says, as he starts to unwrap his knuckles.

My eyes see that they are all cut up from his brutal session. Walking over to where he is standing, I grab his hand inspecting it. “You’re bleeding,” I declare, pointing to his hands, the bandages are stained pink.

He just shrugs.

“Evan, your livelihood relies on those hands. Shouldn’t you be more careful?”

Evan smiles.

“Let me fix them up so they don’t get infected and ruin my European holiday,” I tease, giving him a wink as I head out to the back of the gym area where there is a first aid kit, grabbing it I make my way back out to where he is.

Pointing to a bench seat indicating he should sit. He straddles the bench, I follow doing the same our knees knocking against each other, just the barest of touches and my body responds to him again. Well, this is mighty inconvenient. Taking one of his large hands in mine, I dab the antiseptic cream on the cuts with a cotton wool ball.

Evan lets out a hiss each time I dab.

“Sorry,” I say, biting my lip, because it’s funny that this big old rock star is wincing at some antiseptic cream.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?”

A soft chuckle leaves my lips. “Of course not,” I respond, looking at him through my lashes. We continue in silence. Once I have cleaned up one hand he lets it drop resting it on my inner thigh very close to my sweet spot. As I clean up the other, his thumb draws slow circle motions around my inner thigh. I’m trying really hard to ignore his fingers as I patch up his other hand. Glancing down, I can see the indent of his hard-on pushing against his grey track pants. Fuck, I’m growing wet just thinking about it.#p#分页标题#e#

“You should try doing yoga, it helps relieve stress better than punching a bag and is less bloody.

Looking down at his damaged hands, he asks, “Are you going to teach me?” His eyes flick to my breasts.

This damn sports bra is not leaving much to the imagination. I’m probably giving him a good look straight down as I work on his hand. “If you want, sure.” I state, giving him a smile.

His eyes are sparkling with mischief as his thumb moves closer and closer to my core.

“All finished.”

Not just yet you’re not,” he growls, grabbing my ass and pulling me closer to him “Sienna, I need to be inside you right now, that is the perfect stress reliever.”

My eyes flick to the doorway, everyone else is busy. I can hear them walking around the house, but anyone could come in and see us. If I’m honest, the thrill heightens my senses.

“We said only one night, Evan,” I say, reminding him of our talk.

“I know but then you skip in here wearing nothing but that, and then you tend to my hand and fuck it’s got me all hard.” Leaning closer, he whispers into my ear “I have an idea, let me rip a hole right here,” he says rubbing the seam of my leggings, putting pressure directly on my clit. “Then I can slip in and if someone comes in you can easily walk out fully clothed.”

My chest starts to rise; his idea was hot, nodding in agreement before I changed my mind.

Evan quickly rips a hole in my leggings his finger dipping underneath my panties finding my clit.

“Fuck, Sienna, you are so wet, who knew you were an exhibitionist.”

I bite my lip because I had no idea I was either. I reach out to release his cock from his sweatpants, listening to him moan as my hands wrap around his thickness. “Please say you have protection,” I whisper.