When I looked around for Shelby, I realized she and Miller were also missing. Cheyenne and Vin left a minute later, arguing with each other, which seemed to be their version of foreplay. Then, it was just Grant and me among a sea of people.

We were the only ones actually dating…and apparently, we were the only ones not alone, trying to get it on right now.

“That was some crazy shit,” a brunette girl said, walking straight toward us.

Grant smiled at her as if he knew her and gave her a hug. “You made it!”

My eyebrows rose as I got my first real look at the girl. Oh God! She was…gorgeous. There was no way around it. She could probably be a Victoria’s Secret model with her mile-long legs and in-your-face chest. I tried not to be envious of her looks and trust that there was a reasonable explanation for Grant being excited that she was here.

“I missed the show, but I thought I’d stop by to say hey anyway. I was pissed off last night, and I wasn’t really being fair when I blew you off.”

My cheeks heated. That sure sounded suspicious. “Um…what?” I snapped.

Her gaze landed on me and then shifted back to Grant.

“Oh, Courtney, this is Ari, my girlfriend.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer.

She laughed. “So, you’ve already found the girl I see.”

“She’s the one.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Ari.” She stuck her hand out, and I shook it, feeling uncertain.

“You, too. I think? How exactly do you know each other?”

“Courtney used to date Donovan.”

I wrinkled my nose. “Ew.”

She nodded, her head tilting back as she laughed at my reaction. “Yeah. I feel you. Biggest mistake of my life. You think you know somebody and then…it all just falls apart.”

I bit my lip. “Well, if it’s any consolation, he’s a douche bag.”

She burst out laughing again. “Some consolation, I suppose. Grant seems like a nice guy though. Hold on to him tight. Any guy who introduces his girlfriend to other girls while he’s on tour has to be a keeper. Trust me.”

She gave me a knowing look. I wanted to blurt out and ask her what had happened with her and Donovan, but I managed some semblance of restraint.

“Anyway, I guess I should see if Rid or Trev are around. Good to see you again, Grant.”

When she was gone, I turned back to Grant. “You invited that girl to your show?”

“I wanted to hook her up with one of the guys. She’s had it rough after Donovan. I was being helpful.”

“That’s not really comforting.”

He smirked and drew me into him. “I’ll comfort you tonight and every single day after I take you home with me.”

Being back in my own house, in my own bed, was nothing short of a miracle. Being in my own house, in my own bed, with Ari was even better than that.

I ran my hands down her flat stomach, tracing the soft curves of her body. She moaned at the lightest of touches. I had her body tuned so that my slightest touch would send shivers down her spine. My mouth closed over her erect nipple, and she arched into me. A flush covered her skin, causing her cheeks to be rosy with lust. I moved my hand back up her torso to pinch the other nipple between my fingers.

“Oh!” she sighed.

She still wasn’t very vocal in bed. One oh from her went a long way. My dick twitched at the thought of her arousal, which I could practically smell as I readied her for me.

I kissed my way back up to her mouth, pressing my chest against her sensitive tits. She greedily kissed me with none of the hesitation I had expected from her six months ago. It was so fucking hot how much she wanted me and how well she responded to my touch. The nature of the kiss made my already hard dick almost painful.

I fucking needed her body. She was my drug of choice, and like an addict, I couldn’t resist.

“God, Grant,” she said, shifting underneath me and rubbing her pelvis against my cock that was practically springing out of my boxers.

“I want you, Princess.” I pressed against her more firmly, and another moan escaped her lips. “Let me make you feel like a queen.”

She assented by running her hand down my abs, and then she proceeded to circle my dick and squeeze gently. My whole body jolted at the touch. She slipped her hand into my boxers and then grasped me firmly. After a few strokes up and down, it was pretty fucking clear that I didn’t need a whole hell of a lot of foreplay.

I needed to fuck the shit out of her. There was so much I wanted to do in that moment. I wanted to make her take it out and jack me off just to see the earnest with which she would try to make me come. God, I wanted to fuck her mouth and watch her swallow my cum.

Rough. I wanted it rough.

I wanted it every which way I could get it from her, but right now, my body was dying to take her mercilessly.

I quickly stripped out of my boxers and then repositioned myself between her legs. My hands splayed out on her soft creamy inner thighs. I lightly smacked them, and her eyes flew open in surprise, but she didn’t protest. Little pink marks to match her cheeks blossomed on her skin before I covered them with my hands and spread her open for me as far as she would go.

She peeped in protest, and I let up some but not much. My fingers traveled down between her legs, rubbing circles against her clit and then delving into her wetness.

Fucking hell. I’d done my job.

“I love you, Princess, but I’m about to fuck you like I don’t.”

She laughed and gave me the best look in history. Sure, Grant, try it.

I plunged into her in one swift motion, taking her fucking pussy and claiming it as I’d been doing since the day I took her virginity in December. Bending forward, I wrapped my arms around her waist and thrust deep into her. Our lips joined, our bodies lay flush together, and we remained connected more than I’d ever had with anyone else in my life.

Her walls tightened around me, and I lifted her off the mattress and onto my lap. I bounced her up and down on my dick. The new angle pushed me deeper into her. Her nails dug into my back, and she was whimpering softly. Then, the whimpers turned into moans, and the moans turned into her coming on top of my dick.

“Fuck, Ari!” I cried.

Her body was tipping me over the edge, and I couldn’t stop it. She was so fucking tight that I had no control. I came hard and fast inside her.

At the end, I was left breathless and sated—at least for the moment. We both collapsed back onto the bed with a thin sheen of sweat coating our bodies, and physical exhaustion took over as I held her in my arms. She rolled closer to me, resting her head on my shoulder. My eyes closed, and I kissed her on the top of her head. Then, I just lay there and reveled in the euphoria of the moment.