Drumline

by Stacy Kestwick

For all the band geeks.

Aw hell yeah! Band geeks get shafted so tyvm!

“You know,” he grinned as he tipped his head in Marco’s direction, “nothing good is going to come from antagonizing him. You’re just making yourself an even bigger target than you already are.” I pursed my lips as I thought about it for a minute, respecting the fact that he was probably right. “I know. But I can’t help it. I’m allergic to assholes.”

I’m allergic too assholes too sister!

Girl, you’re out of my league, there’s no denying that. But you could take pity on me anyway.” “Damn, I’m fresh out of pity this morning.”

“Excuse me? What happened to equal opportunity? You can be my sidekick.” “Oh, yeah?” He slanted me a challenging look. “Race you for it. Winner gets to be Batman. The cool Batman, not the Val Kilmer version.”

“Here’s the thing.” Reese spoke softly, stopping me in my tracks, and Marco was forced to lean in closer to hear her. “When I sleep with someone, I don’t want him to still need practice at it. I prefer my men to already know what the fuck they’re doing in the bedroom.” Silence descended on our group as her words hung in the air. I might have fallen in love with her. Just like that.

And that’s how you burn someone ladies and gentlemen!

“Actually,” Laird responded before I could do more than flick my eyes at Smith, who was frowning, “as captain, I’ll go first. And, Marco, since I know how much you’re threatened by Reese’s dick being bigger than yours, I’ll take her.”

I wanted to know her everything. I wanted to fucking be her everything.

That would be wonderful... As soon as you take a giant step up from being a dick.

“And kids? If we got to that point, I’d want a boy first. One who’d grow up big like me. And then a little girl, one just as gorgeous as you. But a boy first, so she’d always have a brother to watch out for her. To keep her safe when I wasn’t there to do it myself.”

*swoon*

“Any other questions?” Yes. When, where, and how fast could we start?

White-hot jealousy pierced my chest and I wanted to roar my displeasure. She. Was. Mine.

Oof! Love me a good alpha male

“A pair of grown-ass men in tights who hung out in a cave together? I think the general public is avoiding making some very obvious conclusions about the two of them.” My eyes got big as I thought about his words. “But what about Catwoman?” Smith slung his arm around my shoulder. “A hot woman in latex to join in the fun? I’m telling you, Batman is absolutely my kind of hero. He didn’t even try to hide his kinky side.”

“I wasn’t lost.” “But I was, Reese.” I opened my eyes and searched her face. “I didn’t know where you were, so I was.”

Be still my fuckin heart

“Good. Because when you scream my name the first time, I don’t want anyone hearing it but me. That moment is mine and I don’t share.”

“Don’t tease me, Reese. I’m completely serious when I say I plan on ruining you for every other guy, fucking you hard and fast, slow and deep, and every combination in between.” He paused for a minute to let that sink in before he continued. “And then there’s all those other sexy fantasies I’ve had about you. I’ve been dreaming of us for two weeks now. Get your rest tonight. You’re gonna need it, because my imagination is one horny motherfucker.”

“Figure out what makes her smile, then keep doing it. Remember what worked, and find new ways to earn one. Big smiles, little ones, all the kinds in between. Each one is its own victory. If she’s smiling, you’re doing something right.”