The crowd was exceptionally fired up tonight.

Emelia was on cloud 9, right up front where Trevor could see her every second of the concert if he wanted to. And she wanted him to! They made no secret of their relationship, and she surged with pride watching him perform.

Trevor’s talent was genuinely remarkable.

Singing his praises was just too easy. Sure, he had hired her to do social media, but it was only natural to spout her pride for the band wherever she went. And she told anyone and everyone around her precisely what she thought of his exceptional talent.

She was swooning over him, she knew. This was the sticky-sweet part of new love, and she was enjoying every second. She longed to be with him when he wasn’t next to her, or in this case, up on the stage only inches away from her. She knew she walked around with a lovestruck grin, and she didn’t care who saw it. She and Trevor had been spending every free second together, and it was never enough.

“I’ve never seen you this happy before,” Chloe yelled out to Emelia through the roaring hum of the crowd.

“I know!” Emelia shrieked with excitement. Her heart leaped in her chest. She had never been this happy when she was with Grant.

Her life was bright and sunny, cheerful and going perfectly right now. She had thrown her heart and soul into her job as their social media manager, creating perfect, visual stories on all of their social media accounts.

Chloe was thriving as Emelia’s assistant, taking on the extra work Emelia couldn’t get to without breaking a sweat. They were both exactly where they needed to be. Not to mention, traveling the country all summer was a hard option to let go of. They were having a blast. Now that Grant was officially out of the picture, Emelia could move on and follow the desires of her heart.

Trevor suddenly pointed at her. “This next song is for Em.”

The crowd roared with approval and cheers filled Emelia’s ears. She blushed as Chloe hugged her. There was no going back now. Trevor had just basically announced they were dating. They didn’t have to hide it any longer.

It had been a wild ride for Emelia. She didn’t want to view her new relationship with Trevor as a rebound. She was taking it slowly with him — one step at a time, or as Trevor liked to tease baby steps.

She couldn’t deny the fact that even when she was with Grant, she still had the subtle attraction for Trevor that grew stronger over time. It was as if the universe was a magnet, and fate was the attraction pulling her towards him little by little.

Their relationship was moving gradually, and that was working out perfectly for their scenario. They didn’t want to rush into anything. The way Emelia explained it, she just wanted to have fun and see what happened with Trevor. She was still trying to recover from the chaotic relationship she had with Grant. Yet, every time she looked at Trevor, she trembled with a warm sensation that no guy had ever made her experience ever before.

“You are so lucky,” one girl whispered into her ear as the next song began.

“Never let him go. I’m so jealous,” another girl, on the other side of Emelia screeched into her ear.

She’d felt the pang of desire for him, even when she was with Grant. Now that she had the option to be open with her heart, she followed in the perfect direction. Every beat of her heart drummed for Trevor.

As she stared up at him, gazing longingly into his handsome ocean blue eyes, he pierced her soul. She couldn’t wait to be alone with him later. For now, she was ecstatic and thrilled to be jumping up and down and dancing, blending into one sweaty mess with the rest of the fans in the crowd.

After the show, Emelia charged towards Trevor with such profound enthusiasm that she practically barreled into him. His million-dollar smile was even more enhanced as she wrapped her arms around him.

Trevor grabbed her around the waist and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him and giggled with a playful shriek. He swung her around, spinning them both in a fast circle.

“That was your best show yet.” She dug her fingers into his hair as he leaned in to give her a passionate kiss.

He grinned like a kid in a candy store. “You’re only saying that because I said your name on stage.”

She shrugged innocently.

Every fiber in her body tingled with excitement. Elation rushed through her blissfully in her belly.

“Emelia!” She heard a man’s voice ringing her name.

She turned around. It was Roman approaching her, wearing the most genuinely adoring smile she’d ever seen.

“Hi, Roman.” Trevor gently placed her back on the ground, and she stood on her tip toes to give the drummer of Infinity Prism a hug.

“Congratulations,” he said with a gleam flickering in his green eyes. “You won the heart of Trevor Jameson. A nearly impossible challenge.”

“Hey.” Trevor swatted at Roman’s arm at the subtle yet playful dig. “I resent that.”

“I’m giving her a compliment.”

“Thank you,” Emelia laughed.

“So is he,” Roman whispered so that Trevor couldn’t hear the next bit. “He needs a girl like you to take care of him.”

Emelia felt touched. “I’ll do my best.”

Roman leaned in close to her ear. “I’m glad you two worked things out. I was nervous over how that was going to go for you.”

Unsure what he was referring to, she cocked her head, about to ask him to clarify, but Trevor pulled her close and gave a face that said this party was over. 

“We’ll see you all later.”

Emelia glanced up at him. Her pulse pounded through her ears. “We’re not going to the afterparty?”

Trevor traced her jaw with the backs of his fingers. “I want to show you my private dressing room.”

It was an offer she couldn’t refuse.

He kept his arm around her as they walked to his dressing room. Her heart raced, her pulse loud in her ears. She could feel his urgency in the tension of his muscles and the quickness of his breath.

He held her hand as he pushed open his dressing room door and swiftly locked it behind them.

“I needed to have you alone.” He cupped the back of her head and drew her in for a kiss.

“God, yes.” Emelia kissed him with everything she had. She inhaled his spicy cologne and relished in his powerful, masculine scent. “It’s nice to get away from the noise and the people always swarming around you.”

“What can I say?” Trevor raised his arms and gave her an adorable smile. “I am a Rock God.”

Emelia rolled her eyes and laughed. “You sure are, you handsome, sexy stud muffin.”

“Stud muffin?” Trevor laughed. “I haven’t heard that one since 1996.”

Emelia smirked. “How old were you in 1996?”

Trevor laughed, and the sound tinkled in her soul. He swooped her up and pressed her against the wall. “You’re mine.”

It was time for her to take off her protective mental armor. Trevor wasn’t going to hurt her in the same ways that Grant had. Her inhibitions slipped away as he pulled the shirt over her head, exposing her black lacy bra.

His eyes twinkled with satisfaction as she allowed him to continue. She wasn’t going to deny him any longer. The sexual tension and suspense left them both hanging like a cloud.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he whispered into her ear as he nibbled on it.

“I want to,” she cooed, moaning against the way she felt his hard cock pressing against her bare thigh.

“Are you sure?” His hands were moving through her hair, delicately giving her chill bumps with pleasure. His hands felt so good rubbing her all over, strong, sturdy and protective.

Emelia craned her neck and moaned against Trevor’s enthusiasm. His hands were all over her, frantically grazing across her skin and leaving streaks of intense heat that warmed her to the very core.

“Trevor,” she whispered his name like a prayer song.

“I want to be inside of you,” he groaned as he continued to shower her neck with kisses.

Emelia nodded. “Me too.” She whimpered with desire and felt the tingle of lust as it spread between her legs.

Her heart might explode, or shatter. She crooned under his embrace, opening for him as he pushed inside her. The pulsing need grew, agonizingly so, demanding and loud that she take him all until he stuffed her to the hilt. 

She gasped at his girth. He was thick, completely well endowed. She breathed her eagerness, opening for him, arching her hips and taking him all. Trevor groaned as he began a steady thrusting.

“This was worth the wait,” he said in a shaky voice reflecting passion and desire.

“Yes, yes,” she moaned and ran her hands seductively through Trevor’s hair.

He continued to push himself in and out of her, slipping and sliding easily. She was so wet, hungry for him.

Trevor squeezed her breasts and sucked her nipples, sucking on them as if they were a lollipop. She giggled. The top of his shaft rubbed up against her clitoris, threatening to erupt the creamy passion inside of her with a violent climax.

The tip of his cock tickled her g-spot, and she was well underway to a glorious orgasm. If he kept this up, she might never want to leave the bedroom with him, even though their first romp was not in the conditional sense and they were against the wall of his dressing room.

Trevor kept things exciting for Emelia. He kept her on her toes. She never knew what to expect from him, and she loved every second of it.

She knew she was climbing over the edge to bliss. She was skating across the finish line, moaning and crying out wildly as she grabbed onto Trevor’s naked ass and clutched it, raking her hands across his back. Her orgasm ravaged her body and destroyed her in the best way possible.

Trevor was not far behind, grunting as he pulled out and spilled his load onto her chest.

“That was incredible,” he panted, sweating as hard as her.

“I know.” She ran her hands through his thick hair. “We need to do that again.”

She was in for a wild ride. She was hooked.

Closing her eyes and turning her face into the crook of his neck, she inhaled his scent. Roman’s earlier words floated through her mind, but she was too satiated to think about it right now.

She was too scared to know what he meant.

Back at the hotel room, curled up next to Trevor in the dark, Emelia woke to the sound of her cell phone beeping. Concerned something was wrong with Chloe; she grabbed it to read the text message.

Her heart jumped to her throat.

His time is coming, Emelia. I’ve got all the proof I need to bury that arrogant asshole. He’s going down, and so are you.

Grant! Her breath rushed out of her. Trevor groaned in his sleep, flopping his arm around her hips. She reread the message before putting down the phone.

No way would she get back to sleep tonight.