“You too. Can’t believe it’s been a year. The new album is doin’ great. Congrats on ‘Broken Beams’ hitting number two.”

“Thanks. The fact it’s become a fan favorite has taken the sting outta missing that number-one spot.”

“Your next single will get there. And, son, I’d really like an exclusive on which song that’s gonna be. Especially since we didn’t get you booked for an interview at the station this time.”

“Tell you what. My assistant and I were just headed back to my ready room to make a few calls and go over some last-minute schedule changes. I’ll see what Don at the label says and he’ll get back to you.”

“Great.” He clapped Devin on the back. “Spectacular show today.”

“Thanks.” Devin stepped back and looked at Liberty. “Let’s get this handled.”

As soon as they were out of view, he put his hand on the small of her back and said, “I didn’t introduce you to Jarvis because he’s the type of DJ who’s always lookin’ to scoop his competition. I don’t want him takin’ notice of you, let alone mentioning you on air.”

“Because you’re afraid he’ll find out I’m not really your PA, but your bodyguard?”

“No. I don’t wanna share what’s goin’ on between us with anyone in this industry. I deserve to have a private life.”

“So I’m just your dirty little secret, Mr. McClain?”

“Yes. And I make no apologies for keepin’ all the dirty things we do to each other a secret and enjoying the hell out of every single one.”

After a quick nod of acknowledgment to the security guard, Liberty punched in the code that unlocked the door. As soon as they were inside, Devin slid the dead bolt home and pressed the front of her body against the metal door, grinding his erection into her ass.

“I need to be inside you,” he said as he trailed his nose down the arch of her neck, filling his lungs with her chocolate and vanilla scent.

“Then stop distracting me at least until I’m unarmed.”

“Hurry up.”

She pushed him aside, pulling her piece from her waist holster as she walked to the middle of the room to set it on the sofa table.

Devin followed her and snagged a condom out of his duffel bag. As he watched her strip to skin, an animalistic hunger arose. He unbuckled his belt, dropping his jeans and boxer briefs to the tops of his boots. Then he rolled the condom on.

He moved in behind her, and his mouth connected with her ear. “Sexy f**kin’ woman. You’re a damn drug.” He grabbed a handful of her hair, urging her to turn her head. Their mouths met, and the kiss was electric. Passionate. Ramping his need higher.

She made that soft whimper against his mouth when his right hand cupped her mound. He traced her slit with his middle finger, spreading her juices up to her clit. She broke the kiss on a gasp. “We’ve been in here like three minutes. The second you touch me I’m ready to explode.”

“Hands on the back of the couch.” Devin slipped two fingers inside her. The tight, slick heat tempted the animal inside him to ignore everything but slamming his c**k into her. She’d be good with that—Liberty turned her pleasure over to him completely.

“Devin, I need—”

“Don’t push me to get you there faster or I’ll make you wait longer.”

“You get off on that.”

“Yeah, baby, I do. And so do you.” But he didn’t plan to make her wait this time. With her being tall, he could reach all her hot spots without bending down too far, keeping his mouth attached to her skin as she unraveled.

She started pushing her hips down to try to increase the friction on her clit and shove his fingers deeper inside her. “Don’t stop. Please.”

“I’ll make you come, but you gotta come quietly. Understand?”

She nodded.

He fisted his hand in her hair, pulling hard at the same time he took her earlobe between his teeth and bit down.

A sharp bite of pain, his fingers stroking those wet walls, his teeth on her skin and the rapid rubbing of his thumb over her clit tipped her over the edge.

She bit her lip to stifle the moans as her pu**y spasmed around his fingers and pulsed against his thumb.

“Fuck, you’re coming hard. This hot cunt is tryin’ to pull my whole hand inside you.”

She whimpered when he dragged an openmouthed kiss beneath her ear and sucked on the spot that made her wilder yet.

Once the pulses ended, he eased his wet fingers out of her pu**y. He growled, “Bend over.” As soon as her belly rested on the back of the couch, he aimed his c**k at her warm center and plunged inside.

Fuck, f**k, f**k. There was nothing in the world like this.

With both his hands on her hips, his rhythm became frantic. He should’ve lasted longer, but the heat that blazed between them was impossible to resist.

She was impossible to resist when she arched her back, allowing him to drive into her deeper yet.

He made a low noise in the back of his throat and slammed into her, completely pulling out on each stroke.

Then wham, he was coming, and her cunt muscles clamped down, slowing his thrusts so he felt every spurt almost in slow motion.

When her body squeezed the last throb from his dick, his hands landed beside hers. His chest resting on her back, his mouth at her ear. “You okay?”

“I’m always okay when you’re f**king me.” Liberty turned her face to his and rubbed their cheeks together. “I’ve never had a man want me the way you do. So every time you drag me off and press me up against something or bend me over something, I feel . . .”