When I walk into Aces, Lincoln looks up from his conversation with Christian, pointing in my direction. Being overprotective as always, Christian catches up to me standing by Jason, the bouncer, and escorts me back to Lincoln and now Morgan. Morgan steps in and hugs me to her body.

“Are you good with drinks?” Lincoln asks.

“I need to grab one, but I’ll wait for the waitress to make her rounds this way. No rush.” I say.

Lincoln motions for the waitress who heads toward us. I keep it pretty simple tonight and order a vodka and cranberry.

When the waitress returns with our drinks, I pull out one of the stools to sit next to Morgan.

My eyes search for Jamie. I find him off to the side talking to Spencer. He looks absolutely gorgeous tonight in his black, fitted shirt and jeans. His defined, bare arms show off his colorful tattoos on full display.

My eyes focus on the most recent one added to his forearm…two koi fish. The tattoo is stunning, just like the man.

Jamie chose to have one koi fish swim upstream and the other downstream.

The upstream fish representing overcoming an obstacle and are now strong enough to swim against the current; the downstream fish shows you have already achieved your goals and are no longer fighting the current.

When Jamie came home from Vegas with his newest addition, I cried when he told me the meaning behind it. He held me in his arms and explained how every time he looks at his forearm, he thinks of me and everything we’ve been through. This man has my heart, body, and soul completely.

I can stare at Jamie for hours and never get tired of looking at him. My fiancé is attractive, and downright sexy. As if Jamie knows I’m thinking naughty thoughts, he lifts his head and his eyes find mine at the table.

“I've got to head back to the bar and help out. If you need anything, let me know,” Lincoln says.

“We’ll be fine,” Morgan replies.

Lincoln nods his head and makes his way back to the bar. I follow in quick pursuit.

Lincoln rounds the bar and starts loading bottles of beer into the cooler.

“Can I ask you a favor,” I ask.

“Sure, what’s up?”

“You don’t have to say yes,” I say nervously.

“How could I deny you anything? Have you seen the way your puppy eyes work?” Lincoln says playfully as he continues to fill the cooler.

“Stop, you’re embarrassing me,” I say tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

Lincoln grabs a towel and wipes his hands. “That’s not my intent. What can I do for you, Camryn?” raising his brow at me.

“Can I borrow the keys to your office?” I can’t even look him in the eyes. Embarrassment floods me. I’d bet my cheeks are flaming red.

Lincoln doesn’t ask any questions, he places the keys in my hand, closing my fingers around them. “Just make sure I get them back when you’re done.”

I nod and hurry away.

The bar isn’t crowded yet since the band doesn’t go on for another hour. I walk over to where Jamie is standing. I lean up to his ear, “Come with me,” I whisper.

“Where are we going?” he asks giving me his signature smile.

“I'm going to show you. I promise I can make you smile bigger than you already are.”

Jamie links my hand with his. “Show me the way, my love.”

With our hands intertwined, we walk across the dance floor and head down the hall toward Lincoln’s office. My hands are sweaty as I try to put the key in the hole. The keys fall to the floor.

“Let me help,” Jamie says and picks them up.

Once in the office, Jamie spins me around, my back slamming against the door. The sound of the lock echoes in the office; the music filtering in from the bar adding to the encounter.

I drop to my knees and flick the button on his jeans and inch them down slowly. My fingertips run over his erection, which is growing by the second. I grab the waistband of his boxers and slide them down his legs.

My lips brush the tip of him, and his hips buck. I smile and repeat the motion several times. Each time applying a little more pressure. I linger over the tip, sucking it deep into my mouth. I pull back and trace my tongue on the underside of him along his pulsing vein. I don’t take him all the way in, I want to make him wait, to make him suffer.

Jamie’s fingers tighten in my hair. “Fuck, babe.”

I take him in my mouth, easing him in inch by inch as his hips arch. He thrusts his hips, but not too much. He urges me to take him deeper.

I take what I want and give him everything he needs. I grab his cock tightly in my palm and alternate between sucking, licking and pumping my fist up and down his erection. Jamie lets me have control, never thrusting too roughly. He can perform on stage to the largest of crowds, but this is my show tonight, right here.

I continue to tease Jamie with my tongue and lips. I curl my tongue around the swollen head, gently allowing my teeth to scrape over his sensitive skin.

Jamie’s hips thrust involuntarily, giving me more.

I look up and hold Jamie’s gaze for the longest time.

“That’s enough, I’m not coming in your mouth,” Jamie growls and pulls me up from under my arms. He hoists me up, my legs wrap around his waist, my arms around his neck.

His hands push my dress above my hips and pushes my thong to the side. Gradually, inch by inch, Jamie presses himself inside of me. With each thrust of his hips, he gets deeper inside of me. My fingers dig into his back, wanting to feel all of him.

“Jamie, don’t stop.”

He thrusts his hips harder, filling me, driving into me. “You are so beautiful. God, Cami. I can’t get enough of you,” he says in between each thrust.

I lean my head back against the door, closing my eyes.

“Look at me,” he whispers.

“God, you’re so tight. I want to stay just like this for the rest of my life.”

My body is on fire, my core is tingling with desire. As my climax ricochets through my body, a moan of ecstasy slips through my lips. My whole body floods with desire. “Jamie, don’t stop. Just like that. Keep doing that.” I bury my face into his throat as my body quakes from my orgasm.

He thrusts his hips a few more times, reaching his climax. The pulse of his erection emptying into my body.

He whispers in my hair, “I love you.”

* * *

 

Jamie takes my hand in his as he leads us through the crowd to meet our friends at the table near the stage.

High top tables are placed around the outskirts of the room to allow more space for dancing in front of the stage. Morgan and Lindsey are talking amongst themselves when we arrive at our usual table by the stage.

Jamie pulls me into a hug and kisses my temple. “You never cease to amaze me,” he whispers seductively in my ear.

Laughing, I smack his chest. “Figured you’d enjoy a little spontaneity.”

“Oh, I definitely enjoyed it.” His dark eyebrows arch mischievously and his smile instantly shifts into a devilish grin.

Jamie pulls me close to his chest and kisses the side of my neck, sensually licking as his lips move over my skin, instantly making my panties wet.

“Wait till I get you home tonight,” he growls into my neck.

Goosebumps immediately shoot up my arms, which Jamie doesn’t fail to miss. He rubs his hands up and down my arms.

“I love how I can still give you these.” Once those words leave his mouth, he turns around and walks back to the stage. He looks back over his shoulder raising his brows at me, knowing the effect he is having on me. He wants to play dirty now.

“I’ll be the Rock God up there for the next hour or so.”

I shake my head back and forth. “Good thing you’re my Rock God.”

Jamie’s face splits into a wide grin. “Only you, babe, only you.”

Jamie jumps on stage and screams into the mic, “Hello, everyone!”

He runs his hands through his hair, which is longer on top, shorter on the sides. His messy hair looks delicious going every which way.

The crowd roars and the group of girls in front of the stage throw their arms in the air jumping up and down. “Are you excited to hear Side Effects tonight?” Jamie smiles as his voice yells into the mic.

The cheers from the mass of people is deafening. Jamie waits for the crowd to go quiet, then he cups his palm to his ear. “I don’t think I can hear you.” He works the crowd into chaos again. My eyes scan the dance floor, which is now packed with a sea of people.

Once they settle down a little, Jamie looks over at me. The cocky grin appears on his face just as if he’s letting me know the effect he has on me as well as with this crowd. He turns his attention back to the audience, “I hope everyone is ready to have a hell of a time tonight.”

The crowd cheers. “I want everyone to turn your attention to the beautiful brunette sitting at the table right here,” Jamie says as he points his finger in my direction.

My jaw clenches, my eyes narrow. I know my face is flush. I glare at Jamie as if saying ‘Have you lost your damn mind?’

Jamie reads the look on my face. He laughs and we share a smile, mine showcasing my embarrassment.

“I’m marrying her next weekend and I can’t fucking wait. This woman makes me the happiest motherfucker to walk the face of the Earth.” The warmth of his smile echoes in this voice.

The crowd cheers and a few people walk up to the table to congratulate me.

“Babe, can you join me up here?” Jamie asks while extending his hand out to me.

Standing up from my seat, Christian helps me to the stage. Jamie takes my hand in his and pulls me up. “I love you,” he whispers in my ear and kisses my lips.

Parker places a stool in the center of the stage. Jamie nods his head to the stool letting me know he wants me to sit.

Jamie turns to the crowd and yells into his mic, “Let’s get this party started.”

All the lights in Aces shut off right then, leaving the bar black except for the lights lining the back of the bar. It is completely quiet when Isaac taps out a few thumps on the drums. Parker joins in with a few simple chords on his guitar. The crowd erupts, immediately recognizing the fan-favorite song. Jamie’s voice fills the air with the first few words of the song and the goosebumps from earlier blanket my skin.

A spotlight focuses on Jamie and his gaze is steady as he sings, never breaking eye contact with me. This is one of the very first songs he wrote with my brother when they were in college. As he sings, “What About Me”, my heart pounds in my chest as I listen to the words. Jamie performed this last year and basically professed his love to me in front of an audience of spectators and in front of our friends.

Every time I hear him perform this song, I feel another piece of my heart float into his hands. He sings about a relationship between two friends. The guy is saying that he will always be there. That his love never went away, even when the girl did. That he could never find the right words to say, that there were always unspoken words between them. How he was afraid that things wouldn’t work if he revealed his feelings. But rather than telling her that he loved her, he just stayed by her side as a friend.

When he performed this song last year, I wasn’t quite expecting it. Thinking back to that night, I’m glad he put himself out there. I don’t know if I would have been as brave as he was to take the risk.

When he gets to the chorus, tears build in my eyes. He continues with how his love has grown for her over the years and that no matter what happens he will never leave her. The time is right between them now, then he sings, “What About Me? Why can’t it be me?” He is singing with so much love in his voice, but at the same time, I hear the pain he used to feel. His eyes never leave mine while he sings. I can’t bring myself to look away, either.

When the song ends, the lights go out and the mood is completely changed when Isaac starts the beat on his drums. The lights on the stage go bright, various colored lights flick around the stage and out into the crowd.

Jason, the bouncer, taps me on the shoulder. “Camryn, I’ll help you down,” he hollers. Jamie grabs my hand stopping me in my tracks. He claims my lips, crushing his against mine. The caress of his lips on my mouth sets me aflame. Jamie pulls away and whispers in my ear, “There’ll be more of that when we get home.”

He swats my ass and turns to the crowd. “My awesome fiancée, ladies and gents.” The crowd cheers as I exit the stage and walk back to the table to join the group.

Jamie’s voice starts in singing “Believer” by Imagine Dragons and everyone goes wild. With every word he sings, the audience sings along with him. People have their hands in the air, rocking to the beat. When the beat of the song picks up, Jamie grips the microphone yanking it from the stand. When he gets to the chorus, he holds the mic out over the group in the front near the stage and they sing into the mic.

Jamie looks over at me, nods his head, and smiles. The smile in his eyes contains a sensuous flame. Girls are screaming at the front of the stage and Jamie just continues to work the crowd. My man was born to perform. I love to watch him own the stage. He owns it every time he steps foot on it.

Jamie flirts with the crowd—never too much, but just enough. His eyes flicker over the mass of people, and then they focus on me again. Always back to me.

After a few original songs and a handful of cover material, Jamie switches gears and slows things up. The pace and tone of the song changes. The beat is slower. Jamie’s entire demeanor changes when he sings the first line of the song “Never Stop” by SafetySuit.

Jamie looks straight at me, never looking away. His hands curl around the microphone. His smile boyishly affectionate.

My body shivers. My breathing becomes rapid. My chest tightens and my heart races.

The lyrics touch me as they do every time he sings this song to me. This song speaks volumes and is sort of our anthem, our special song. Each word that he sings, my body heats with an internal flame that only Jamie can ignite.

This song is a man telling a girl that he'll "never stop" protecting, and ultimately loving her. He tells her no other woman can touch his heart because she owns it. No matter what she looks like or how things may change in the future, nothing will change his love for her.

As the words leave Jamie’s mouth, I watch him with a small smile on my face. Tears run their course down my cheeks and I mouth “I love you.” He reads my lips. He lifts his hand and places it over his heart.

His dark eyes pierce the distance between us. Jamie hops down from the stage and walks up to me and takes my hand in his hand. He sings the remainder of the song to me.

When the song ends, I cup Jamie’s face between my hands and claim his lips. He crushes his to mine. My calm is shattered with the hunger of his kiss. When he pulls away, my mouth burns with fire.

“I have one more song, then we’re out of here.” He leans in and kisses me again, lingering, savoring every moment.

Jamie makes his way back to the stage.

“I have one more song for you, then I’m taking my girl home.” He wiggles his brows, “To have a little fun.”

“He never learns, does he?” Christian slams his beer bottle next to me.

“Give it a rest, will ya? They’re getting married next week. He’s allowed to have sex with his fiancé, even if it is your sister,” Morgan blurts and her face splits into a wide grin.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the idea. What they do behind closed doors, should stay there,” he says in a deep tone.

“Wait until you find that special someone, you’ll be singing a different tune, buddy,” I say firmly.