Sing to Me by Allison Ketley

Author:Allison, Ketley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ketley Allison LLC
Published: 2019-11-13T16:00:00+00:00

I’m not supposed to like you,

I can’t need you,

Yet my everything wants you,

Even if scandal claims my stardom,

And we explode in a supernova doom.

You’re forbidden to me,

You’re next to me,

You hold my baby’s hand,

And I’m doing the best I can,

To stop holding you by the hips,

And leave the marks of my lips.”

Oh, boy.

My thighs clench together, and I wonder how fast denim can dampen. Can I even walk out of here without the mark of horniness between my legs?

Jesus Christ. He’s talking about me.

He is, isn’t he?

I glance around, as if I can ask someone—as if I can ask Stella, “oh hey, is your dad singing about seducing me?”

Stella bops along as if nothing’s awry, clutching the blanket she could bring into her chest, her chin resting on the thick folds as she listens to her father, not understanding the meaning, but not needing to, because the song’s beautiful.

Its beauty rips through my heart.

I press my lips together and cross my arms, unable to sit, unable to stand, afraid to touch Stella, like she could be a conduit to the explosion Rex has all but promised.

Supernova doom.

“That should’ve been your title,” I mutter to no one.

For if he feels an ounce of the attraction I feel, we are doomed.

It doesn’t seem so bad that he’s mad at me now that I may have betrayed him by taking Stella to see something forbidden. He’s singing about forbidden fruit, the seduction of doing bad things. Maybe he won’t be so angry after all.

Ha. Ha!

He will probably eat my heart for dinner. After he dines on the breasts that cage it.

My core flutters, threatening more intense, erotic pulses down my center.

I can’t have this. Not now.

I focus on Stella instead.

At last—or maybe, to my sorrow—Rex finishes. For mere seconds, the stadium is silent. Seduced. The band behind Rex remains a darkened, shadowy blur, the instruments resembling more menacing, mechanical beasts than music-makers.

Then, Hell comes alive, and the audience goes nuts, screaming, jumping, hailing to their king.

Rex, hoarser now, says, “Glad you enjoyed it.”

The stadium booms. Stella claps, the most emotional I’ve ever seen her.

He turns his head back to the band. “Let’s get back into this and give them the epic show we promised.”

The lights of the stage blink on. The band comes alive, the instruments shine, and Rex is but one of many highlighted on stage, an essential cog to all the parts that make up Nocturne Court’s machine.

Except, it doesn’t matter how many other people are highlighted, or the way the members of his band take over and play. The stadium could have spotlights on everyone but Rex. He could be at the center of a dark cone in the stage, the one person with the broken spotlight, and it wouldn’t matter.

Because all I can see …

Is my sexual fantasy coming to life.

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