The music still pulsed through the venue, the thrum of the bass vibrating through the walls and echoing in my chest. The crowd roared in the distance, their voices blending with the last notes of the band’s encore. My heart was already racing as he grabbed my hand, weaving us through the chaos of backstage.

“Come with me,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

I followed, barely able to keep up as he led me into a shadowy corner, hidden from the stage lights and prying eyes. The muffled sound of the crowd felt like a distant hum, the dim glow of the emergency exit light casting just enough illumination for me to see the fire in his eyes.

“You’ve been driving me crazy all night,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire as he pressed me against the cool wall.

I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine. The kiss was fierce, urgent, as if he’d been holding back for far too long. His hands tangled in my hair, his fingers threading through the strands and pulling me closer. I melted into him, my own hands clutching at his jacket, feeling the warmth of his body through the fabric.

The distant beat of the music seemed to sync with my pulse as his lips moved to my neck, his teeth grazing my skin in a way that made me shiver. His hands slid down my sides, the friction sending a jolt of heat through me. When his fingers found the hem of my shirt, they slipped beneath, exploring the bare skin beneath with a deliberate slowness that made me ache for more.

The curtain nearby swayed slightly with the movement of people passing just feet away, but the thought of being so close to discovery only heightened the intensity of the moment. His touch grew bolder, his lips tracing a trail down my collarbone as I bit my lip to keep from crying out.

“You’re impossible,” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding bass.

He chuckled, his breath warm against my skin. “And you love it.”

Every nerve in my body was on fire as he pressed me tighter against the wall, his movements deliberate and unrelenting. The world outside that little corner didn’t exist anymore, no band, no crowd, no lights. Just him and me, lost in the heat of the moment, the forbidden nature of it making it all the more intoxicating.