Ace (Playtime Series Book 1) by Gemma Arlington (black female authors .TXT) 📗

woman I now realized was hidden deep inside me. I sighed, slid open the door and stepped into the dark room closing the door behind me.

I stripped down to my underwear before crawling into the bed, the room was dark but I could feel my way around.  I pulled back the covers and slipped under the fluffy blanket. I had just closed my eyes when I felt a hand slide around my waist and pull me into the warm body that lay behind me. I thought about screaming, then realized there was nothing to be too alarmed about since the person who lay behind me was in fact Eric. I thought he had gone to sleep in one of the bunks, but I guess he decided the bigger bed would be better.

“Eric,” I gasped.

“Hmm… stop fidgeting, Ace and just go to sleep,” he mumbled cuddling me.

I let myself indulge in the warmth of his body, I knew allowing him to do this was sort of wrong, but what’s a girl to do when a bad boy rocker pulls you into their arms and snuggles?

I woke a little later, still tucked in his arms. The bus had stopped and I guessed we had arrived in which ever small town was hosting JED’s next concert.

I could feel Eric’s heart beating in unison with mine and I gathered he was still asleep as

his breathing was slower.

He smelt divine and I wished I could stay a little longer curled up with him in this bed, but I knew better than to think of such things.

I needed a shower and to get out of the underwear I wore to bed. I rolled my eyes; I was so stupid to climb into bed in only my lingerie. I pushed the covers back and was just about to slip out of the bed when Eric’s naked chest and, to my surprise, naked backside was on display.

“If you keep staring, love, it’s only going to get more exciting for you this morning,” he groaned in a sexy morning voice.

I placed the covers back over his perfectly sculptured butt and slipped my feet from the bed. Eric didn’t allow me to get far, as his hold on my waist tightened and he pulled me back down onto the bed.

“Eric we have to get up. The bus has stopped and I need to shower and get things ready for the gig tonight,”

I urged, trying to climb from the bed.

“Ace, stop worrying! The bus stopped all of fifteen minutes ago and as for showering, well…,” he smirked. That cheeky grin spoke all the things I knew that were running through that dirty, little brain of his.

I shoved him off me and climbed out of the bed.

My suitcase was waiting on a bench in the corner, the room was small and within a few

steps you were at the destination you needed to be.

The shower was tiny and positioned neatly in the opposite corner to my suitcase. I opened it up and fished out a few items including shampoo, conditioner and a mini bottle of body wash. I grabbed a towel off the rack near the shower door.

I turned back to Eric who was happily watching me move about the room in my lime green lace bra and panty set.

“Please make sure no one comes through that door.”

I pointed to the sliding bi-fold crap they believed was a door, but in reality it was more like a petition.

If someone really wanted to get in they would only have to kick it with jack shit force and it would come caving in.

I didn’t need anyone else seeing my bits, not that I was ashamed in anyway, but Eric had been and felt enough of me for now and I wanted to keep it that way.

He smiled and nodded. I gathered that meant he understood and I continued to the shower, stepping into the tinniest of bathrooms in the world. I was just grateful that the RV had hot, running water and I had just enough room to soap myself off and scrub away.

I stepped under the running water and allowed the heat to take over and sooth the

feelings I knew I had been bottling up inside.

I had been mostly an open book, but when I first moved to L.A something inside me had changed. I had to grow up a lot faster than I wanted to and I also realized that shielding yourself from others was the only sure way to make sure you protected yourself; protected that sweet, vital organ which always seemed to get broken by people you opened up to and trusted.

I reached out and picked up my small bottle of jasmine scented body wash and lathered it up in between my hands.

My body was still driving me insane with its taunting, sexual buzz and at this rate I needed, in fact I craved my little battery friend sitting back home.

I sighed as I rubbed the jasmine scent onto my body, the bubbles foaming up even more. I was seriously going to have to buy a battery replacement friend just to tide me over.

I slipped my hands further down my body rubbing in the lotion, letting the bubbles wash down the tiny drain taking my problems with them. I closed my eyes and let out a small moan as I grazed the sweet, tender flesh of my clit. I knew it wouldn’t take much to get myself off, and even though I knew I would pay for it later when these urges came racing back tenfold, I couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling racing through my body right now.

I stroked yet again over the sensitive flesh

and moaned a little louder, I really should be ashamed as I knew Eric was just outside the thin, frosted glass.

However