She shoved the pad into his hands and reached for the hem of her tank top. “I’ll show you.”
Adam probably shouldn’t have been shocked that Nikki was taking off her clothes outside in broad daylight—plenty of women had shown him their racks in public arenas—but they’d been bonding on a friendly level, so when her pink tank top went flying in one direction and her lacy bra in another, he could do nothing but gawk.
Apparently, he wasn’t the only one gawking. Several low wolf whistles came from the area of the semi-truck parked near the bus. The road crew was taking a break from setting up the stage. Adam hadn’t even noticed them until they’d directed their appreciative attention to the suddenly half-naked woman at his side.
“See,” Nikki said, cupping her breasts in both hands and offering them up for his artistic examination. “My boobs look way different than those.”
Well, he wouldn’t say they were way different. The general structure of breasts was similar in all cases. But the devil was in the details. And she was right. He hadn’t drawn hers properly.
He erased the nipples and the under curves of her breasts and took up his pencil to do a more realistic job.
“Take it all off, baby!” one of the road crew yelled.
Nikki gave them the finger. “Get lost, baby.”
The crowd of men staring at them had gotten uncomfortably large.
“Let’s take this inside,” Adam suggested. “I can’t concentrate with all the noise they’re making.”
“Okay.” Nikki hopped down from the table and retrieved her tank top. She held it over her breasts with one hand, located her bra, and tossed it over one shoulder before picking up her beer and heading for the bus.
“Go get her, Adam,” one of the road crew shouted. “Plow her good and hard for me.”
Adam rolled his eyes and shook his head. Just because he was following a gorgeous, topless woman up the tour bus steps did not mean he was going to plow her. He was just going to draw her breasts properly. He had no interest in sex with anyone except Madison. And maybe once the love of his life figured out what she really wanted, he’d go back to plowing her, but it wasn’t happening with Nikki. Nope.
“Where do you want me?” Nikki asked as she glanced around the interior of the bus.
“The bed.”
Nikki laughed. “So you are trying to seduce me.”
“If I was trying, you wouldn’t have to ask,” he said.
She shivered. “Mmm, I really do think I went after the wrong member of the band last weekend.”
“If you don’t knock it off, I’m going to draw a fifty-year age progression of your boobs.”
Her jaw dropped, and she cupped a breast in either hand, rubbing her thumbs over her nipples to make them stand erect. “You wouldn’t.” She pouted at him. “You said there should be a law about mocking something beautiful.”
“I wouldn’t be mocking them. Just giving you a glimpse of the future.”
He started when her tank top and bra slapped him in the face.
“You are so mean,” she said.
He brushed the clothes away, and they landed at his feet. “If you’re trying to insult me, you’re going to have to try harder than that.”
“I wasn’t trying to insult you. I just want you to make me look beautiful in your drawing.” She fluttered her eyelashes at him.
“Then go lie on the bed and stop playing coy. You know damned well I’m not trying to seduce you.”
“Jeez, I was just joking around,” she said and stomped into the bedroom.
She stretched out on the bed and tucked one arm under her head, shoving the pillows up against the headboard. Adam kicked off his boots and climbed up on the bed beside her to sit cross-legged. He examined her breasts closely. She trailed the fingers of her free hand over one pink tip.
“Do you want them hard for the drawing?” she asked, her voice low and seductive. “I think they look better hard, don’t you?”
If she didn’t knock it off, his dick was going to change his mind about not having interest in sex.
“Just lie still,” he said.
“They’d get really hard if you licked them.” The tip of her tongue traced her lip and then disappeared into her mouth.
“Do you even know how to have a nonsexual relationship?” he asked.
“I know how,” she said defensively.
“Then prove it.”
“It’s kind of hard not to get turned on when you’re staring at me like that,” she said.
“Like what?” He took the pencil to paper and restructured the under curves of her breasts so they no longer looked like Madison’s.
“Like I’m worth looking at.”
“We already established that you are. Now stop talking so I can concentrate.”
She smiled and went still, watching him draw and no longer doing her best to put his dick in charge.
He turned his attention to her nipples, careful to draw every detail in perfect likeness. The soft pink buds really would look better hard, he decided, but he was not going to lick them even for the sake of art. He was tempted to draw a second image of her with her chest intact and not marred by the gaping hole of her heart ripped out by the battling crows.
Maybe she’d allow him to draw her again sometime.
Adam yawned unexpectedly.
“I’m sorry you find my boobs so boring,” Nikki said, her lips twisted into a wry grin.
“Your boobs are perfectly tantalizing,” he assured her. “I just didn’t get much sleep last night.” And his brain had recognized that there was a bed handy for napping.
He returned to his drawing, moving faster now, because he suddenly wanted to finish as quickly as possible so he could catch a few Zs before the show.
“Once Melanie took me to bed with her last night, I slept great,” Nikki said.
Adam paused and glanced at her face. She was smiling dreamily and her nipples grew hard without her even touching them. Yep, Gabe definitely needed to be warned about the puzzling relationship between the two women.
“I thought she didn’t want you that way.”
Nikki sighed. “She doesn’t. And now that she knows I do want her that way, she probably won’t let me cuddle up with her when I sleep. I can’t sleep alone unless I take a couple of these.”
She shoved her hand in the pocket of her jeans and tugged out a small baggie full of bar-shaped white pills. Adam’s belly tightened. Yeah, he could use a few of those himself.