No Curtain Call

~Teaser~

As if he was unable to keep his hands off of me, he gripped my waist and pulled me up closer to him. I groaned as he pressed kisses against my neck, the stubble of his face brushing up against me. Each kiss was full of desire, though he sucked on my skin gently. I gasped with each touch of his lips, and I pushed the fabric of his vest off of his shoulders, leaving him topless. His teeth nipped at my earlobe and I dug my nails into his shoulder blades, hissing at the pleasurable pain he induced.

We were interrupted by a nasal voice behind us. "Baby? I thought we were going back to the bus?"

I pushed myself away from him immediately, embarrassed that we had gotten caught. My eyes widened as I realized who the woman was. It was Blondie, which meant-- I looked up, squinting my eyes to adjust to the dim lights of the club. Focusing on his face, I realized who I had just kissed. Acton Black.

Anya Flynn was happy, once. She had a kind boyfriend and a great job. Until one day, her life is ripped apart by the man she loved most. Desperate to put the past in the past, she gets a chance to go on tour with her brother's band, the Lady Killers.

But there is one major bump in the road. Acton Black, the band's lead singer, seems to hate her from the moment he lays eyes on her. He has a different woman in his bed every night, and although Anya doesn't like to admit, the tats and his body that seemed to be sculpted by the Gods make her heart beat faster.

The other members warn her to stay away from him, because everything Acton touches, he ruins. Anya tries to heed their warnings, but then Acton starts to soften up, and the protective gleam in his emerald eyes makes her heart flutter whenever she lays eyes on him.

She knows that he is just playing games, and that she's going to get hurt, but how can she resist the sexy Greek man who is determined to seduce her into his bed?

The answer is easy. You don't resist.

Caution: explicit sex, drug use, and language.