Tracing the undersides of her breasts with my fingertips, I continued my exploration of her beautiful body, cupping her heavy mounds and stroking up over the top of her breasts to her creamy cleavage.
“Jesus.” My dick swelled against the seam of her cutoffs when she circled her hips against it. I licked and sucked the soft swell spilling over the top of her bra. My thumbs strummed over her nipples, hardening them to bullets poking through the cotton. I had to taste them. I couldn’t wait.
“Ty, please,” Zoey begged.
Her beautiful eyes were half-mast with desire when I clicked open the front clasp to expose her luscious mounds tipped with taut, dusky-pink nipples. Fascinated, I pinched each bud gently, alternating between pulling and stroking to watch how she responded. Her little whimpers let me know that I was doing something right. Groaning, I sucked each delicious nipple into my mouth one after the other and swirled my tongue all around each taut peak. Lost in my worship of her perfect breasts, I didn’t hear the door open.
“Oh shit, sorry,” Connor shouted and immediately retreated. “I thought you took Zoey home.”
Wrapping my arms around Zoey and making sure she was flush against me, so her breasts weren’t exposed, I held up one hand with my finger pointed to the ceiling and demanded. “We need a minute.”
“Uh, yeah.” Connor kept his eyes to the ground but held the door ajar about an inch. “Everyone is coming to jam, dude, so get yourselves sorted.”
“Oh, God.” Zoey looked mortified. She had already redone her bra and pulled her top back down. “Did he see my boobs?”
“No, I kept you covered.” I smoothed her hair down. My boner had deflated when Connor interrupted us, so I focused on getting Zoey pulled together. Within a minute we were decent. “I knew this was a terrible place for us to do this, Z. I’m sorry.”
“As embarrassing as being caught is, for the record I loved what you were doing, it felt amazing.”
“You almost made me come in my pants.” I burst into laughter at the absurdity of the moment.
“Really?” She arched an eyebrow.
“I was two seconds away.” I kissed her forehead. “I’m fine now. Barely.”
“Well, maybe I should go before they come back in.” Zoey started to get up off my lap.
“No, stay while we jam.” I banded my arms around her lower back to keep her from moving. “Please.”
“Really?” Zoey looked surprised. “I’ll have to see if it’s okay with my parents.”
“Text them. It will be fun,” I assured her. “Feel free to see if Alex wants to come over, I’m sure a few of our friends will show up.”
“Wow! That would be so cool.” Zoey picked up her phone and texted furiously.
“Hey.” I gently gripped her wrist.
Zoey’s big, hazel eyes looked up from her phone to me.
“You’re so beautiful and sexy.” I kissed her. “That was my first time doing that, and I hope you’ll let me do it again soon.”
“We’ll need to make sure we’re alone, though.” Zoey winked. “I swear, Connor is a cock-blocker.”
Just as we disengaged from each other, Zane and Jace bounded through the door, Connor trailed behind. Soon Alex joined and Zoey seemed so happy to have a friend hang out with her; they seemed like sisters. Later Fiona came back with a couple of our buddies who were going to roadie for us on tour. We worked through a few new songs and made a lot of progress, but it was hard to keep my eyes off Zoey. The feeling must have been mutual because we couldn’t stop giving each other shit-eating grins as me and the guys jammed well into the night.
Chapter 7
ZOEY
For someone as vibrant and wonderful as Ty, the sparse, sad, and damp-smelling place he called “home” was depressing. Ty kept his room neat, but there wasn’t much to it. It consisted of a twin bed with a plain, blue comforter and tan sheets, a small plastic end table, a guitar on a guitar stand, and stacks and stacks of notebooks, which contained all his poems and song ideas stacked in piles on the floor.
I tried to read one, but he gently took it away explaining, “These were written during some lonely times, Zoey.”
I put my arms around him. “You should record them.”
“I don’t know, Z.” Ty smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “There is so much darkness inside these books.”
“I love you so much, babe. There’s no more darkness in your future.” I stroked his back and tried to be reassuring. All I wanted to do was absorb any of the pain he’d ever been through.
A noise in the front room startled us. Ty looked panic-stricken.
“Is your mom home?” I asked tentatively.
“God, I hope not.” Ty moved quickly to check. “Nope, it was the window, it slammed shut.”
“Do we have time to take up where we left off in the practice room?” I waggled my eyebrows. We hadn’t been alone since that night at Carter’s almost two weeks prior. Since then, all I had been thinking about was what we had done and what I hoped we’d do.
“Zoey.” Ty gave me a pointed look as he grabbed the notebooks. “Not here. Besides, we don’t have time. I can’t be late for the studio.”
It was exciting times for LTZ. The guys were setting up in the recording studio to be ready for sessions with Carter and their producer the following day.
“It’s all happening, babe!” My heart filled with pride for Ty.
“I know! Limelight’s management company is on deck to manage us.” Ty took my hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss.
“Wow! And the tour is completely booked now too. I can’t believe you’re
