His eyes darkened and he pounded into me, his face a mask of pure pleasure. I felt every inch of him, his cock stretching and filling me, and I met his thrusts, wanting more, needing more. Somehow knowing it would never be enough.
The jacket creaked under us as I dragged my hands down his back, nails catching on ink and skin, pulling him into me. His breath broke against my ear, rough and unguarded. The city lights flickered across his shoulders as he moved, turning him into something unreal and entirely mine. I wrapped my legs tighter around him, chasing the sound he made when I did, the way his control slipped just enough to make my chest ache with it.
Riot’s hands found my hips and he gripped me tightly. He guided my movements, claiming me as his own. I loved the way he took what he wanted. My body automatically surrendered to him in every way.
The breeze mixed with our sweat, a cool caress on our warm skin. We moaned loudly, our voices carrying on the night air for no one and everyone to hear.
“Is this what you wanted?” I managed to ask. “When you invited me on tour.”
He kissed me, lips curling into a smile against my mouth. “It wasn’t the reason. But I’ve sure as hell been thinking about it.”
Riot’s thrusts became more intense and I felt his climax building as his body tensed.
“I’ve been thinking about it too,” I said, grabbing a handful of his ass. “Do whatever you want to me.”
“Yeah?”
“Mmm hmm. I’myours.”
Riot’s dark eyes sparkled with mischief. “Damn right you are.”
He flipped me onto my hands and knees, and without hesitation, he slammed into me from behind, his pace rough and fast. I cried out, the sensation overwhelming, and I felt his hands on my hips, urging me on.
This position gave him a deeper angle into me, each thrust taking me closer and closer to my own undoing. He reached around and his nimble fingers found my hard clit, and I quickly fell apart underneath his touch. I couldn’t seem to form a coherent sentence over the consuming fire now ravaging through me.
“Oh, God…” was all I could manage.
The rooftop echoed with our passion, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm. My legs began to shake and I couldn’t hold back any longer. My orgasm crashed over me, wave after wave of pleasure that came with every thrust of his hard length, my pussy pulsing around his thickness.
“Yes,” he groaned, fingers digging into my waist as he held tight while driving into me. “Fuck…”
“Riot!” I cried out, my orgasm still rippling through me. “Oh fuck, Riot!”
“Roxie!”
Riot roared in the night as he came, his cock exploding inside me. I squeezed my inner muscles around him tightly until every last drop was spilled, and savored the way he clung to me until eventually the tension left his fingers and we both became still.
16
Roxie
Riot clung to me for a long while, hunched over and pressing his lips against the spot between my shoulder blades. His breath was hot on my skin as he caught his breath. For several moments, I savored the feel of him while doing the same. The waves of pleasure eventually faded from my body like the last notes of a song.
Then he slid out of my drenched pussy, a trickle of his come dripping down the inside of my thigh. We ended up in a heap on his jacket, our breathing now steadier but our hearts still pounding.
He chuckled, and I laughed with him.
“Didn’t expect that when I followed you up here,” I whispered.
Riot’s fingers caressed along my back. “Me neither. But I’m glad you came.”
“Oh, I came all right.”
I giggled, and he busted out laughing at the dumb joke. His chest rose and fell rapidly under my cheek. I traced the line of his collarbone with my thumb and felt him shift closer. Somewhere below, a car horn flared and faded. A door slammed. Life keptgoing. Up here, he rested his forehead against my hair and stayed there, breathing slow and deep as if he were trying to inhale every ounce of me.
I pressed my face into his shoulder and let the moment stretch, let it become something I could carry with me when the tour moved on, when the bus doors closed, when the nights started to blur together again.
We stayed there longer than we probably should have.
