“But, all that changed my junior year. I met the guys, we formed our "garage band," and we'd practice all the time. All of us went to Jinx's house after school and practice. We started playing birthday parties, even some frat parties, and bachelor parties. Once we were actually old enough to play in bars, we were discovered. I really feel like shit because I haven't called or visited Mom like I should, you ought to go with me to meet her some time. I think she'd really like you."

I smiled and quickly changed the subject. "Tell me a little about the fundraisers you've done in the past, and then we can discuss what you have in mind for this one." I said, after we finished the delish meal he prepared.

"Well, over the years we've had sit down formal dinners, where people pay thousands of dollars for plates, and we've also held private concerts. We were thinking about this year, recruiting bands to not only donate to the cause, but also find a large outside venue, where we could set up several stages and have different bands playing at the same time. People could go from stage to stage, and of course, Dirty Affliction would be the closing act, so it could be midnight or later before we go on."

"Or, your could do a few songs on each stage at any given time to surprise the crowd with the promise of a full show at close," I suggested.

"I like the way you think. I knew there was more than one reason I chose to talk to you in the hall that night at the venue." He smirked and I could feel my body heat under his smoldering stare.

"Oh yeah? One of the reasons huh? What's another reason?" I asked, feeling brave.

"Come here and I'll show you," he whispered. Levi wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled me in for a kiss. My mouth opened willingly for him, letting him know that I wanted this as much as he did. His soft lips moved over mine and his tongue dipped in, greeting mine in their own dance of seduction. I dug my fingers into his shoulders and pulled him closer, as if I wanted to crawl inside him.

"Oh baby," he groaned as he fucked me with his mouth.

My bitch of a conscious reared her ugly head and reminded me that I said I wasn't going to get close to another musician, but Levi Cross was nothing like Teake. My bitch of a conscious could go fuck herself.

"Peyton," he whispered, cupping my cheek. "Let's get you out of these clothes." A smile tugged at his lips as he took my hand and led me down the hall, into the master bedroom. The room was huge and decorated in a neutral pallet. In the center of the room, sat a king sized sleigh bed with silk bedding.

"Is this where the hazing begins?" I giggled. Then I felt like slapping myself.

He dropped to his knees in front of me and looked up with smoldering blue eyes.

"Didn't I tell you, sweet cheeks? This is the oral part of the interview," he added. I could just make out the devilish grin on his face through the moonlight filtering in through the shades.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, Mr. Cross, but I thought I already had the job." I cocked a grin of my own.

"My bad, I must have failed to mention this part. It's contingent on the number of times I can make you come."

Holy shit. All I could think about now was how thankful I was that I remembered to shave everything in the shower that morning. His hands moved to the button on my jeans and my body went up in flames, as he fingers whispered across my skin as he pulled my jeans down my thighs. I lifted my legs so that he could remove my jeans. Next, he removed my pink, lace panties and let them pool at my feet. I'd never had to worry about this before—a guy seeing my most, girlie parts. With Teake, we barely removed any clothing in front of each other. When we had sex, the lights were always out, but here there was just enough moonlight lighting the room, you could see everything.

He leaned forward and ran his nose up my slit, inhaling as he went. I could feel a blush take over my body and a slow pulsing began at my core.

"Baby, you smell so damn good." He walked me backward, until the back of my legs hit the bed, and I landed on my back. Levi gently picked up my left foot, kissed the skin just inside of my ankle; before placing my foot on his shoulder, and then did the same with the other. His tongue snaked around my belly button and made its way down to my slit.

My body was like a live wire, jumping and jerking with the electricity that moved between the two us. I'd never felt anything like that and he'd barely touched me. His blond head disappeared between my legs and his tongue slipped through my warm wet folds, causing my hips to lift on their own accord, urging him on. I mumbled something incoherent—that even I didn't understand. I knotted my fingers in his hair and thrust my hips in time as his warm wet tongue fucked me into a torturous, blissful state.

"Levi!" I cried out, as my eyes slammed shut, my body flew apart, and my release poured onto his tongue. He kissed the inside of my thigh slowly, leaving a warm trail of breath behind, and looked up at me with a grin on his face. I sagged into the mattress, completely spent.

"That's one baby. Get ready for number two." He grinned and kissed his way up my still quivering body. If the second orgasm was better than the first, I might just die from ecstasy overload. I bit down on my lip as he pulled his sweater off and tossed it to the ground. My fingers floated up and down his back, over his chest and the deep grooves of his defined abs, before popping the button on his jeans.

"Get rid of these," I demanded. I pushed them past his hips. He lifted just enough to slip the denim from his legs, before reaching into the back pocket to retrieve a condom and tossed it on the bed. Commando. He hovered over me, completely naked in all his perfect glory. His hard cock pressed against my thigh. He lifted my sweater over my head and then removed my pink lace bra.

"Perfect," he commented and breathed, before taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. A tingle ran down my spine and a wild pulse began in my clit. It felt as if there was an invisible string that ran directly to my clit, because I climaxed on the spot. I could honestly say that this had never happened to me before. Levi Cross was not only a rock god; he was also a sex god. If I had a crown to place on his head, I would do it now.

"Oh. My. God!" I panted, as he continued to suck and lick my hardened nipples. "That's never happened to me before!" I gasped for air.

"I aim to please, Peyton. Ready for number three?" He smirked and reached for the condom lying on the bed beside us. I heard the crinkle of the wrapper and then he was pushing at my entrance. No time for me to recover, but that was okay with me. I let my thighs open farther as he pushed in deep and stilled. That action sent the most exquisite feeling through my still tingling body, but I needed that orgasm and needed it now. I needed him to move damn it!

"For the love of all that's holy, fuck me already!" I begged. His lips crashed against mine and his fingers dug into my hips, as he thrust into me at a punishing rate. I'm sure there would be bruises tomorrow, but right now, I really didn't care.

"Yes . . . Fuck . . . Yes!" I chanted, as my body shifted with each violent thrust of his big body. I was in awe of this man. Sex had never felt this good for me. It made me realize, just how lacking Teake was in that department. He was more worried about satisfying himself than any of my needs. Levi was not a selfish lover. I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed my legs around him tighter, pulling him deeper into me. Light exploded behind my eyelids and a groan tore from his throat, when we both climaxed and sagged against one another. Nothing could be heard in the room except for our heavy breathing. His head dropped down, he placed a tender kiss on my sweat-slicked shoulder, and I couldn't help the groan that escaped the back of my throat. "Has anyone ever died from orgasm overload?" I asked, between breaths.