CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

JAGGER

We sit in the hot tub underneath the dark sky; the stars our only source of light, other than the built-in ones in the jacuzzi. McKinley stares out at the mountains with a look of amazement.

“I can’t get over how beautiful it is here.”

“I can’t get over how beautiful you are.”

She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth while her cheeks blush a stunning pink.

“Come here. You’re too far away.”

My eyes narrow in on her as she moves through the water to me. Standing a foot in front of me, she has a small smile on her face. “Better?”

Shaking my head, I chuckle, as I grab her waist and pull her so close our bodies are almost touching.

“You’re never close enough. If my hands aren’t touching your skin, you’re too far away.”

She shakes her head in what appears to be disbelief.

“What?”

“I don’t understand. You are Jagger Wild. The Rock God. You could have any woman you want. Why me?”

She’s not far off. I don’t know that I could have any woman I want, but it’s pretty close. And I’ve had many of them, but it’s not what I want. She is.

I run my fingers up her arms, while I stare into those beautiful hazel eyes that make me weak.

“You’re beautiful, baby. That’s what first drew me to you. I had never seen a woman that I wanted on such a visceral level. How I knew instantly that I wanted more than to just fuck you, I’ll never understand. There was something about you that captivated me. Mesmerized me. Now you’re mine, and I want to give you the goddamn world. While I don’t know everything you’ve been through, I know you weren’t treated well. If you let me, I’ll make sure you never experience that again.”

“Jagger,” she whispers with unshed tears in her eyes.

Placing my hand on the back of her head, I pull her closer to me, and press my lips to hers. She whimpers into my mouth, as my tongue swirls around hers in a slow, seductive kiss.

Sliding her hands up my arms, she squeezes my shoulders as she moans.

Fucking perfection.

McKinley stares at me with a dazed expression that makes my dick hard. Do I love that I have this effect on her? Hell yes, I do.

“I’ve been working on a song about you. I’ll play what I’ve got for you later, if you want.”

She tilts her head, with a scowl on her beautiful face. “I want to hear it now.”

I shrug my shoulders. “As it turns out, I do not have a guitar in the hot tub.”

She giggles softly. “I assume you have one in the house?”

I feign disgust. “Travel without a guitar? Never.”

“Then let’s go. I wanna hear it!”

Following her out of the water, she hands me a towel and goes back to drying herself off. She wraps the towel around her body and I pout. “Now I can’t see your beautiful body.”

The grin on her face is brighter than the goddamn moon as she gazes at me.

“If I like the song, I’ll let you see whatever you want, and do whatever you want. If I don’t, then you’re out of luck, Rock God.”

I groan loudly. “Great. No pressure then.”

We walk back inside the house to the bedroom, where my guitar is, and suddenly I’m self conscious, which is not something I struggle with. I shouldn’t have mentioned the song. It’s too early. I only have the chorus written, and I should’ve waited until it was complete.

She hops onto the bed without a care in the world as my chest fills with anxiety.

“Maybe we should wait until it’s done.”

With a shake of her head, she disagrees, “Nope. I want to hear what you have now. I’m interested to see the process.”

I grab my guitar and sit on the bed with her, while I inhale a deep breath before exhaling.

“You should know, I have never written about something so personal. It’s different. It’s terrifying.”

Sensing how nervous I am, she reaches up and places her hand on my face, with a soft smile on her lips.

“I love your voice, Jagger. You could sing the alphabet and I’d be entranced. Please show me what you’ve been working on.”

I nod slowly as I lick my lips. “Alright. Right now it’s called, This. ”

Starting with a guitar intro, I begin playing so she can hear the music I have, before I begin singing the words I felt the first time we were together.

My fingers digging into your skin

Your lips parted on a moan

The taste of your kiss

The sound of your cries

The arching of your back

Everything I’ve ever needed is

This

I set the guitar up against the wall beside the bed, as she continues to stare at me silently. This feels like waiting for the verdict in your murder trial.

“Are you going to say anything?”

She tilts her head to the side, with a smile on her lips. “Much better than Nine Inch Nails. ”

I feign shock. “What? Trent Reznor is the king!”

She giggles. “Who is that?”

Shaking my head, I chuckle. “He is the lead singer of Nine Inch Nails , baby. We’re going to need to broaden your horizons a bit.”

“Well, I don’t know who decided he is the king, but I’m pretty sure a god is above a king,” she says, matter of factly.

McKinley undoes her towel, showing me her naked skin, and nearly taking my breath away.

“I made you a promise.”

Her nipples perk up under my perusal, as I ask, “So does this mean you liked it?”

“Yes. I loved it, Jagger. So tell me, what do you want to do to me?”

Fuck.

“You can say no, but what I want more than anything is to tie you up, and make you come so many times you lose count.”

She nods in agreement, and my cock is so hard I worry I might come, just at the thought of having her like this.

“Really?”

“I trust you, Jagger. If this is what you want, I trust you won’t hurt me.”

“Never, baby. I will never hurt you. If you tell me to stop, I will.”

Her lips turn up into a soft smile. “I know.”