I’m speechless. He has a music studio. We are in the room with large oversized brown leather couches and chairs lining a wall. Switchboards face a glass window that overlooks a drum set, guitars, and microphones. It is incredible and I can see how happy Brady is just being down here.
“This is great, Brady,” I say excitedly, brushing my finger along one of the couches.
“I know. I think I have slept down here more than in my own bed.”
“So, this is where the magic happens with you guys?” I ask.
“I wouldn’t say that.” He wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my neck. “I could show you some magic if you prefer.” He brushes my hair to the side, moving his lips down my shoulder and back up to my neck.
I close my eyes. His warm breath feels incredible. I can’t let this lead to something more so I pull away, making my way over to the switchboard. “What does this do?” I fiddle with a button.
He comes up behind me and kisses my neck again. “Do you really want to know?” he whispers while his tongue flicks my earlobe. I close my eyes in pleasure again, willing my heart to calm down.
“Brady,” I sigh.
“Come here.” He grabs my hand and leads me to the couch. He positions me on his lap and rests his hands around my waist, bringing me closer to him. “I just want to kiss you, Sadie. I will never rush you,” he promises.
Instinctively, I wrap my arms around his neck, letting him bring his lips to mine. As our tongues start to mingle together, he sucks my bottom lip and goose bumps travel up my spine. Brady’s hands start moving up and down my ribcage. The anticipation of him touching my breasts is becoming unbearable. It’s like a double-edged sword, me wanting him to go there but not wanting to lead him on. As soon as I think he is going to cup my breast, his hands move to my thighs, stroking the outside of my right leg. My fingers wrap around his hair while we continue to devour each other’s mouths.
“God, Sadie. There is nothing better than kissing you,” he murmurs to me, breaking our kiss before his lips crash into mine again. I don’t think I have ever kissed a guy this long before. They are usually preoccupied with another part of my body.
I respond with a moan and wrap my leg over his waist, straddling him. He places his hands on my ass, drawing me into him and I can feel how hard he is. I don’t want to tease him but I can’t yank myself away. It feels so good, so right. His hands travel up my stomach and I know where their destination is and I’m unable to stop them. Just as both of Brady’s hands cup my breasts and his thumbs rub against my peaked nipples, the door busts open and I fly off his lap, crossing my legs as though nothing is going on. Brady starts laughing and straightens out his pants, looking over at me.
“What’s up guys?” Trey asks, making his way in the room, followed by Dex and Rob.
“Nothing now,” Brady deadpans and brings me back onto his lap, caressing my hip bone back and forth with his thumb.
“Sorry to ruin your time with…” Rob leers my way, “Chanel.”
“Rob, you need to shut the fuck up.” Brady gently moves me off his lap to stand face to face with him, the tension in his shoulders so tight they could snap.
“Alright, alright. I’ll be good.” Rob backs away and moves into the glassed-off area, picking up his guitar.
“You staying to watch us rehearse, Sadie?” Trey asks and I notice he has a stud ring under his lip. It’s oddly appealing on him.
I look at Brady and he raises his eyebrows, questioning if I want to stay.
“Sure,” I agree.
Brady sits me down in the chair in front of the switchboards while he follows the guys into the room. They start testing their instruments, joking about something I didn’t catch. Then Brady’s voice fills the room and chills travel my body in excitement.
“This is for you, Sadie Miller.” He strums his guitar a couple times before starting the song. The song is
“This is great, Brady,” I say excitedly, brushing my finger along one of the couches.
“I know. I think I have slept down here more than in my own bed.”
“So, this is where the magic happens with you guys?” I ask.
“I wouldn’t say that.” He wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my neck. “I could show you some magic if you prefer.” He brushes my hair to the side, moving his lips down my shoulder and back up to my neck.
I close my eyes. His warm breath feels incredible. I can’t let this lead to something more so I pull away, making my way over to the switchboard. “What does this do?” I fiddle with a button.
He comes up behind me and kisses my neck again. “Do you really want to know?” he whispers while his tongue flicks my earlobe. I close my eyes in pleasure again, willing my heart to calm down.
“Brady,” I sigh.
“Come here.” He grabs my hand and leads me to the couch. He positions me on his lap and rests his hands around my waist, bringing me closer to him. “I just want to kiss you, Sadie. I will never rush you,” he promises.
Instinctively, I wrap my arms around his neck, letting him bring his lips to mine. As our tongues start to mingle together, he sucks my bottom lip and goose bumps travel up my spine. Brady’s hands start moving up and down my ribcage. The anticipation of him touching my breasts is becoming unbearable. It’s like a double-edged sword, me wanting him to go there but not wanting to lead him on. As soon as I think he is going to cup my breast, his hands move to my thighs, stroking the outside of my right leg. My fingers wrap around his hair while we continue to devour each other’s mouths.
“God, Sadie. There is nothing better than kissing you,” he murmurs to me, breaking our kiss before his lips crash into mine again. I don’t think I have ever kissed a guy this long before. They are usually preoccupied with another part of my body.
I respond with a moan and wrap my leg over his waist, straddling him. He places his hands on my ass, drawing me into him and I can feel how hard he is. I don’t want to tease him but I can’t yank myself away. It feels so good, so right. His hands travel up my stomach and I know where their destination is and I’m unable to stop them. Just as both of Brady’s hands cup my breasts and his thumbs rub against my peaked nipples, the door busts open and I fly off his lap, crossing my legs as though nothing is going on. Brady starts laughing and straightens out his pants, looking over at me.
“What’s up guys?” Trey asks, making his way in the room, followed by Dex and Rob.
“Nothing now,” Brady deadpans and brings me back onto his lap, caressing my hip bone back and forth with his thumb.
“Sorry to ruin your time with…” Rob leers my way, “Chanel.”
“Rob, you need to shut the fuck up.” Brady gently moves me off his lap to stand face to face with him, the tension in his shoulders so tight they could snap.
“Alright, alright. I’ll be good.” Rob backs away and moves into the glassed-off area, picking up his guitar.
“You staying to watch us rehearse, Sadie?” Trey asks and I notice he has a stud ring under his lip. It’s oddly appealing on him.
I look at Brady and he raises his eyebrows, questioning if I want to stay.
“Sure,” I agree.
Brady sits me down in the chair in front of the switchboards while he follows the guys into the room. They start testing their instruments, joking about something I didn’t catch. Then Brady’s voice fills the room and chills travel my body in excitement.
“This is for you, Sadie Miller.” He strums his guitar a couple times before starting the song. The song is
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