“Ride me so damn good, baby girl. Don’t stop. Let me feel you come on my cock, show me what makes you scream.”
Leaning back so his cock angles forward inside me, I bounce until my whole body is shaking and I’m near desperate for him to take over, but I get there. My cunt pulses and clenches as I slow down, laughing quietly with satisfaction. He’s got a great dick. “Feels so good, Bash. So fucking good.”
He’s smiling as he flips me over onto my back, his strokes long and deep while his teeth find my throat. “You feel so fucking good too, Alaina. Squeezing the hell out of my dick.”
“Yeah? You seem a little wound up, baby. You should’ve invited me sooner.” Baring my neck, I let him leave a trail of hickeys as my legs tighten around his ass. “Let me have it. Don’t be gentle.”
“Fuck yeah,” he growls, fucking me harder like he was tired of holding back. “Take me so good. You needed this just as muchas I did.”
Sitting up, he puts my legs on his shoulders and wraps a palm around my throat, raising a pierced eyebrow challengingly at me as his fingers flex.
Asking permission again.
Fuck, I want to keep him.
“Do it,” I rasp, leaning into his touch. “You can’t hurt me.”
The growl that elicits is sinful. “My strong girl. No one can hurt you, can they?”
His thrusts find a punishing pace before I can respond, and I’m grateful.
No one on earth can hurt me buthim.
Right now, all I feel is pleasure as he slows the blood flow to my head and fucks me like he’s been in a cage for years. I might know what I’m doing, but he makes me look like I’ve never done this before in my life.
And I can feel it building.
If he doesn’t slow down or change the angle, I’m going to ruin the bed he’s supposed to be sleeping in tonight.
Dragging my nails down his chest, I push him gently. “Bash, wa— I’m—”
“You have more for me. Eyes on me, baby girl. Let go.”
Fuck.
The last time I let go it didn’t end well for anyone, but I can’t stop it. I never learned to control it. I lock with those orange eyes that have haunted me for years as it hits me, and all I can do is mumble a broken, “I’m sorry,” as it gushes out of me in a messy, wet wave.
Bash pulls his cock out and watches it in awe, a wicked grin plastered on his face as he drops back down to kiss the life out of me.
His cock finds home a second later, startling my system. He likes it?
I’m too boneless and breathless to do much of anything but take it as his rhythm picks up and starts to falter. Every part of my body is shaking, trembling for him as his face falls to my shoulder and he releases a groan.
Bash’s cock pulses inside of me as he comes, a near silent whimper leaving him when he buries himself deep, and it makes me wonder how it would feel if there wasn’t a condom between us at all.
“That’s it, baby,” I whisper. “Give it all to me.”
I feel his heavy breaths on my skin as he trails kisses along my neck. “Damn, Alaina. You really did need that too, huh?”
“I guess I did. But why did you? Seems like you could have anyone on earth.”
Bash sits up to kiss me again before pulling out of me to climb off the bed. “I’ve been a little distracted this tour,” he admits now that I can no longer see his eyes. “I could say the same to you, y’know? Any man would be lucky to experience what you just did for me.”
“Not the ones I’ve been with.” Standing on unsteady legs, I start to get dressed again, assuming he won’t want to keep me around now that he got what he wanted. He doesn’t know who I am. “Thankfully it’s not a problem very often since not everyone can get me there, but yeah. I usually get the opposite response.”
“Opposite?” He tilts his head and tosses the condom into the garbage, but for some reason his shoulders slump when he turns around and sees me. “Well, those guys didn’t deserve to witness it. That was hot, Alaina. Actually, it was kind of an ego boost.”
He laughs softly, and all I can wonder is why the hell a rockstar would need an ego boost.
