Semua Bab Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: Bab 511 - Bab 520

“I know a great film crew. They do all of Sinners’ music videos. Maybe we can add some special effects to our next public encounter. Heavy metal sound track. Giant robots. Explosions in the background when I come inside you. Stuff like that.”She picked up one of his French fries and tossed it at him. It hit him on the cheek and landed on the table. “We just have to be more careful.”Nodding, he devoured his barbecued rib. “Eat faster,” he insisted, his mouth full.She grinned and pushed her salad around her plate.“Slight problem,” she said. “I don’t have a skirt on.”“It’s dark out,” he said, stuffing French fries in his mouth ten at a time. “No one will see a thing.”“And there isn’t really anything worth seeing around here.”“So we hop in a cab and drive around until we find someplace interesting.”She stole one of his French fries and nibbled on it.“You aren’t eating faster,” he pointed out.She tried to eat faster, but she was nervous around him tonight. Ever since he told her

“I’m not ashamed, but I do get tired of being treated like a commodity. I thought becoming a lawyer might finally earn me some respect.”“That’s why you want to be a lawyer? Honey, I don’t think there are many professions that are less respected than lawyers.”“Respect is part of it. I really just want to help people. Protect them from all the bad things that happen in the world.”Myrna chuckled. “You’re more like Sed than I realized.”Jessica pulled a face. “Really? I don’t see it.”“There are a lot of careers that help people. No one said you have to become a lawyer. You are allowed to change your mind.”Jessica’s shoulders suddenly felt lighter. She hadn’t realized how much the thought of going back to that school was weighing her down. “I am?”“Why not?”Yeah, why not?“The guys are set to go onstage in a few minutes. Are you ready to go?”Jessica smiled at Myrna and nodded vigorously. Just the thought of seeing Sed onstage had her heart throbbing in her chest. Especially now that

The stage rose up to meet him as he blacked out.******Jessica stood outside Sinners’ dressing room, leaning against the wall. She’d finally calmed down enough to stop crying, but she wasn’t leaving until she saw Sed. She wanted to tell him what an ass**le he was and that she never wanted to see him again. Yeah. That’s exactly why she wanted to see him. So she could tell him off.The music blaring from the stadium stopped. Strange. They’d just started the next song. A moment later, a roadie sprinted down the corridor, talking frantically into a cell phone. Jessica’s heart rate kicked up a notch when the wail of an ambulance stopped just outside the back doors. Paramedics flew by with a gurney.A fan? A roadie? Had something happened to Trey? He’d seemed fine the last time she saw him. Concerned, she headed after the paramedics. When she reached the edge of the stage, she froze. Trey had blood all over his hands, but it wasn’t his.“Sed!”She launched herself across the stage. Brian c

Sed pretended to shudder with fear.“And I’m telling Jessica.”Sed took what was left of his cone and stuck it upside down on Eric’s shoulder.“Dude, knock it off. I’m trying to f**kin’ drive!”Heh, I win.Halfway to Los Angeles, Sed leaned his head against the back of the seat and closed his eyes. The rumble of the engine, with its consistent knock, must have lured him to sleep, because the next thing he knew, they were sputtering to a stop inside a parking garage near the recording studio. The engine coughed, then died.“Nice nap, douche bag?” Eric asked, drawing his lean body over the driver’s side door and leaving a sticky puddle behind in the driver’s seat.Sed nodded drowsily. He supposed he was still a pint or two low on blood, and that half an ice cream cone hadn’t been exactly filling.Rubbing his eyes, Sed followed Eric into the building and the appropriate recording booth. Brian and Trey were in the studio wailing on their guitars. Without a doubt, the new album was going t

Sed kissed her temple and then sat beside her. “Is this my surprise? You look beautiful.”She flushed with pleasure. “Part of it. And thank you. How’s your throat feeling?”“Not bad. I heal quickly. I can talk okay now.”“No, you can’t.” She reached under the table and retrieved the gift bag she’d stashed at her feet. “Your surprise is in here. Have you been good for Eric today?”He hesitated, looking at the ceiling in deep concentration, and then nodded.Somehow she doubted he was being sincere, but she handed the gift bag to him.“What is—”She covered his mouth with her hand. “No talking, Sed.”He reached into the gift bag and pulled out a small dry-erase board and marker. He didn’t even try to hide his disappointment. “I thought you’d get me something sexy.”“If you use that to communicate instead of talking, I have another surprise for you.”“Yeah?”“You’ll probably like this one better.”He uncapped the marker and wrote OK on the board.She reached up and cupped his face in her