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she was straddling his lap. The heat of her sex through her jeans pressed against his throbbing cock. He thought about taking her right there in the limo, but he wanted their first time to be special; after all, they had waited over ten years for this.
     
    Despite the fact they never had sex while they were dating, he still thought about it all the time, what it would have been like, how amazing she would feel. He couldn’t wait to make love to her.
     
    Their kiss was interrupted when the limo wall between them and the driver came down. The driver cleared his throat. “Excuse me sir, where are we headed?”
     
    She tried to climb off of his lap, her face red with the embarrassment of being caught kissing, but he held her firmly there. “To the hotel,” he replied. The band had checked in earlier and then gotten a ride to the arena. They had another show at the same arena tomorrow night, so they’d opted for a hotel instead of the bus to get some decent sleep on real beds for a couple of nights.
     
    “Yes, Sir. Thank you,” the driver said before put the wall back up and pulling away from the arena.
     
    Lance buried his fingers in her hair and pulled her head back to his for another kiss, nipping at her lower lip. He moved his lips down her neck. “I feel like I’m dreaming,” he whispered into her neck. “I never thought I’d get to hold you like this again.”
     
    She sighed and her head fell back, allowing him better access to her neck. “Me neither,” she whispered. “I couldn’t stay away after seeing you yesterday. I wasn’t planning on this. I wanted to see you play. That was all. And then you played our song.” Her voice broke with emotion. “That was amazing, Lance.”
     
    He leaned back and studied her face, brushing her blonde hair from her face. “I’m thrilled you liked it. I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since seeing you yesterday either. I kept trying to think of a way to find you, to see you.”
     
    He kissed her again, his lips brushing hers gently. He pressed his forehead against hers. “Fuck, Sam, I want you so bad,” he muttered, his cock rock hard in his leather pants.
     
    A soft whimper escaped her lips, “I want you too, but I’m nervous.”
     
    He chuckled softly, his hands moving up her thighs. “Why are you nervous?”
     
    She started chewing on her lip and slid off of his lap, sitting next to him in the seat. “Well, we’ve never had sex. And you’ve been with all these beautiful models and actresses. What if I disappoint you?”
     
    How could she think she would disappoint him? If anything, all those other women did because he never felt about them even close to what he felt for Samantha. He grabbed her hand, lacing his fingers with hers. “You would never disappoint me, Sam. You mean more to me than all those girls combined. Truth be told, it’s been awhile even since I’ve been with anyone.”
     
    “Didn’t you just break up with someone? I thought I saw in a magazine -”
     
    He shook his head and squeezed her hand. “We were never actually dated. It was all a media ploy. It was good for our careers to be seen together, so our managers set it up a few times. Stupid, I know.” He sighed. Sometimes being a celebrity sucked. He turned to her. “What about you? Not married? No boyfriend?”
     
    Her fingers trailed over his arm, tracing the tattoos. If she kept that up, he was going to attack her right there. Her touch was driving him mad. “No,” she looked down. “I actually just broke up with someone. We were even engaged.”
     
    He suddenly couldn’t breathe. The thought of her marrying someone else made him want to puke. “What happened?”
     
    She rested her head on his shoulder and whispered, “He wasn’t you.”
     
    “What?” Did he hear that right? He was getting little clues she felt the same way about him that he felt about her, but he didn’t want to get his hopes up.
     
    “I broke up with him before running