Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 88

Liza pov

"Fuck." I groaned, grabbing a random toothbrush packet and taking one out to brush my teeth.

I knew that nauseous feeling I woke up with this morning wasn't just going to go away. It's just been festering in the pit of my stomach all day, and it seems throwing up my lunch was the only way to get rid of it.

I'm pretty sure it's all down to the little amount of sleep I've been getting these past few weeks. Between Finn moving into their college dorm room with Vanessa and then working on this surprise for Jaden, I haven't always prioritised my own necessities. I'm sure one of the only reasons Landon stayed to help for as long as he did was so he could ensure I was actually looking after myself properly.

I quickly brushed my teeth and put the toothbrush in the holder before grabbing my bags and leaving Landon's house. I was going to stick to my promise and drove my way to Jaden's house. I did genuinely feel bad for ignoring him like I was. I got so invested in finalising his surprise for his birthday next week that I shut out the people who weren't directly involved. Now I just have to hope Landon told him the right lie.

"Oh Jesus-"

"I missed you." I wasn't expecting to be picked up and spun around as he held me tightly as soon as is stepped onto his porch, but it was a nice change.

"I know, I'm sorry." I whispered back as I dropped my bags and wrapped my arms around his neck for some extra support.

"I can't believe Travis kept you away from me." He groaned into my neck, still not letting me down. Landon told him the right lie.

"I'm all yours now."

He picked up my legs and wrapped them around his waist. He then carefully bent down and picked up my bag before walking us inside. He dumped my bag at the door and made his way to the living room, sitting down on the sofa and holding me as tight as he could without hurting me.

"We're going out for dinner later but right now you're not allowed to leave." He stated, leaning back and closing his eyes as his fingers ran through my hair.

"Really? Where are we going?" I asked, moving my head so my ear was pressed to his chest, hearing how hard his heart was hammering against his ribcage.

"You'll find out with due time. Just lay with me for now." He answered, placing a kiss on my head. 

"Okay, love." I responded, doing as he asked.

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"Can I know where we are going now?" I asked as we sat in the car.

I was in a tight red dress that ended at my mid thigh while he was in a normal suit with the top three buttons undone. We had both fallen asleep on the couch, and when we woke up we ate lunch and then went to go and have a, more than steamy, shower.

"You'll find out when we get there." He chuckled, placing his hand up high in my thigh.

As we were driving I could feel his hand moving down to my outer thigh. His fingers fiddled with the bottom of my dress before he slowly started lifting it up, keeping his eyes on the road. I watched him quickly drag his eyes away from the road as he looked down to reveal a matching red, lace thong.

"Fuck." He mumbled under his breath, clearing his throat and directing his eyes back to the road after he had pulled my dress back down. I had to smirk at his reaction.

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"This place is nice." I stated as I looked around.

He had taken us to an Italian place just a little out of the city. He did it in hopes of avoiding all the paparazzi so we could eat in peace. Which seemed to have worked, since there wasn't a camera for miles out here.

"I found it a couple years back. I can't believe I've never taken you here." He replied, sitting next to me instead of opposite me.

"What are you-"

"Shhhh." He silenced me. "If you talk too much, it'll draw attention." He explained, lifting both of his hands under my dress to pull my underwear down.

I watched as he dragged them down my legs before lifting both of my feet out of it. I knew I should have stopped him, but I was too turned on to protest. He pulled them up, having them dangle off his pinky finger, admiring them for a second before stuffing them in his pocket.

"I really do like this pair. I don't want to see them ripped so soon when they have so much potential." He spoke, holding my chin to make me look up at him. "Now, be a good whore and don't show people what's rightfully mine." I could feel the heat spread across my cheeks as he stared me down.

For the entire dinner he was teasing me. He'd always place his hand high on my thigh but would leave it there. At random points while we were eating her fiddle with the ice in his water before bringing his fingers down and laying them right against my clit. The cold sensation made me moan quietly before biting down on my lip as to not draw attention to us. He really is trying to push me.

"Come on, let's go. And remember, keep your legs closed, or there'll be hell to pay." He reminded, standing up and offering his hand out to help me up.

He directed me to walk in front of him, holding his hand on the small of my back as we made our way to the exit. As soon as the doors opened, the air pressure changed and the wind had a cool chill to it. A cool chill that made me stop dead in my tracks and squeeze my legs together.

"Keep going baby, don't want to hold anyone up now so we?" He prompted, referring to the people who had just opened the door.

The valet brought his car back around and he took his keys back. He opened the door for me and I sat in. I was going to sit properly, but decided to mess with him a little bit first. I turned in the car so I was facing him and the outside world. He looked down at me confused before quickly moving to stand in front of me, and pull the door in closer as I had spread my legs, which caused my dress to ride up and expose me.

"I thought I warned you what would happen if you showed the world what's mine?" He pointed out, bending down so our eyes were level.

"Well, why don't you punish me then?" I taunted, running my foot up the inside of his leg and stopping where his pants got tight, resulting in a grunt from him. "Sir?" I teased, whispering the last word in his ear before biting down on his lobe, running the diamond over my teeth.