“Don’t press me for details.” Lillian held up one palm to stop a protest Eddie had no intention of making. She closed her eyes and breathed deep “I can offer you no tangible proof.” The hand on Lillian’s chest fisted over her solar plexus. “But I feel it to be true, and these feelings are never wrong.”
A tingle of alarm shot through Eddie. They’d done what they could to conceal what was going on from the theatre volunteers and patrons, but it was possible someone had noticed something. “What do you feel to be true, Lillian?”
Opening her eyes, Lillian leaned in. “There is a strange vibe in the theatre.”
“Vibe?” Relief made her want to giggle.
“Vibe,” Lillian intoned. “I think Rodney is up to something. Something…nefarious.”
Rodney was always up to something. Rodney lived for the somethings he could be up to. But nefarious sounded like a stretch. “Right.” Eddie nodded. “I’ll keep an eye on him.”
“Thank you, Edsie.” Lillian’s eyes misted. “You are always so supportive and understanding.”
Voices of the remaining cast chattered from outside.
Lillian pressed a finger to her lips. “Let’s keep this our little secret.”
“No worries.” Eddie was becoming an expert secret keeper. “Break a leg tonight.”
“Always,” Lillian trilled.
Eddie greeted the performers as she passed them in the corridor.
The props room door opened, and Eddie was yanked inside.
The door slammed shut moments before Eddie’s back made contact with it.
“I thought she’d never fucking shut up.” Shade growled and caged her head between his hands. His teeth flashed white in the dark room. “I was waiting for you.”
They barely had any time alone. “Were you?”
“Mmm.” Shade’s low grumble reverberated through her. He ran his nose from her neck to her ear. “I need my fix of you.”
And Eddie was instantly turned on. Her breathing quickened. Her knees turned to jelly, and warm, thick desire unfurled in her gut.
“The things I want to do to you, Eddie,” Shade rasped in her ear before he sucked her lobe into his hot, wet mouth.
“Tell me.” Eddie gripped his waist and pulled him against her.
His erection pressed against her belly. That perfect cock, hot and hard for her.
“These.” Shade cupped her breasts. “I want to start here.” His thumbs circled her nipples. “I want to suck and bite and get these nipples hard for me.”
“Mission accomplished.” Eddie moaned as he pinched her nipples.
“And here.” He pressed his cock against her core. I want to make you come with my fingers.” He bit her neck. “Taste your orgasm on my tongue.” He rotated his cock against her. “Get you so wet for me I can slide inside you.”
“Oh, God.” Eddie wanted that too. All of that. Again and again.
Shade slammed his mouth down over hers. His tongue speared into her mouth. The honey and musk taste of him was like her drug, and Eddie kissed him back, chasing her fix.
He slid a hand into the waistband of her leggings and into her panties. “So wet for me already.”
“Yes.” Eddie thrust her hips against his questing fingers.
Shade found her clit and rubbed slow, torturous circles. “Would you like that, Eddie?” He slid a finger inside her. “This tells me you would.”
“Yes.” She panted.
“I watch you, Eddie.” A second finger joined the first and his thumb worked her clitoris. “I watch you and know that you’re mine.”
She gripped his waist, rocking mindlessly against him. “I’ve seen you.” She wanted him too. Desperate for him, but there never seemed to be a time or opportunity. “I want you.” That didn’t go far enough. “I need you.”
She was so close.
Shade pumped into her, his thumb hitting her just right. “Come for me, Eddie. Let me hear you. Let me feel you.”
Eddie’s climax rolled through her. He swallowed her cry in his kiss.
“Eddie.” He slid his hand free, and stuck his fingers in his mouth. Groaning around the taste of her, he closed his eyes. “I’m going slowly fucking mad.”
He was so hard, and she palmed his length. “Let me help with that.”
“No.” He raised her hand to his mouth and pressed a kiss into her palm. “The first time I come with you, will be inside you.”
“Has anybody seen Eddie?” Dee’s voice shattered their momentary haven.
“She was in the lighting booth,” a volunteer answered.
