Opposites Attract by Bonnie Dee

Author:Bonnie Dee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2007-07-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

In the weeks before Christmas, it got to the point where Kelly couldn’t get through a single day without hearing Loose Threads’ Lay Down, Woman at least once. The song got as much airtime as frigging Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.

The music store where she worked only played classical music, but there was the subway, coffee shops, malls and restaurants. The damn song was in the air everywhere she turned. The only thing that made her able to bear it was the fact that Ren wasn’t the lead singer. If she’d had to hear his sexy voice growl lyrics like, Faster, baby, faster. I need to feel your flesh around me, let your love surround me, it would have driven her completely crazy.

One day, Kelly couldn’t resist. She tuned her TV to VH-1. She had to look it up in the cable guide since she’d never watched the channel. It didn’t take more than ten minutes before Loose Threads came on and Ren’s guitar wailed the opening chords and catchy hook of Lay Down, Woman. There he was, looking different, exotic somehow, on TV.

She watched with fascination as Ren’s fingers slid up and down the neck of the guitar. She remembered how they’d felt on her spine, how they felt moving inside her. She swallowed hard and her pussy grew wet. She forced herself to observe Ren objectively, as a musician, and realized he was quite skilled if you liked rock guitar. But, even if the music didn’t sound good to her, Ren sure looked good. He was, in a word, hot.

His hair was spiky and wild, flopping where it willed. His eyes were lined in black that accentuated the brilliant cobalt so much it looked like he was wearing blue contacts. Maybe he was. The director had dressed him in black pants and a sleeveless black T-shirt slashed through at random intervals so the viewer caught tantalizing glimpses of naked chest and abdomen.

Ren didn’t move much, whereas the lead singer ate up the stage, flinging himself around the set, posturing dramatically and making love to the camera. But there were a few moments during Ren’s guitar solo in the middle, when the camera zoomed in on Ren’s hands…and his face. He glanced up, stared straight into the lens and the image sizzled. His half-lidded gaze was so sultry that Kelly’s pussy clenched. It was as if he was looking directly at her, an intentional move on the director’s part, of course, to make every teen girl watching the video cream her jeans and download the CD.

Kelly’s hand tightened around the remote until her knuckles were white. She should turn it off now, immediately. If she was serious about steering clear of this guy then gaping at his hotness was not going to help. Instead she watched his biceps flex as he bore down on a power chord and remembered how those lean muscles had felt coiled under her hands.

She didn’t change the channel until the video was over. By then her panties were wet.

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