As I pass him to enter, the dickhole kicks me in the ass so hard I stumble out onto stage. It should piss me off that thefirst couple of rows are laughing at me, but it doesn’t. Again, I deserved that.
I’m not going to let anyone get me down right now, especially after I spot Sidney standing in front of the barricade. The blush that overtakes his cheeks when I wink at him is so beautiful I grin in spite of everything.
He’s wearing a plug for me right now because he wantsmycock inside of him tonight, and nothing can pull me down from that high. I just have to put on a good show and get through the set so I can make him proud. The crowd screams as Bash makes his entrance, and I try hard to live in the moment and push that tight little ass from my mind.
Too bad I fail miserably.
Chapter Fifteen:
Romance
Sidney
I’m so fucking horny and desperate to come that I think I’m sweating. Every little movement, every dance move, every shift reminded me that my ass was stuffed full, and then that reminded me that I’m finally going to have Levi fully tonight.
Well, not fully. I won’t be able to kiss him and something tells me I’ll be the one giving aftercare thanks to the drugs in his system, but it’ll be as close to the real thing as I’ll probably ever get with him.
This isn’t how I pictured it, but if I waited for him to open his eyes and fall in love with me, we wouldn’t get together until our deathbeds.
He wants to use me, so I can use him too.
With that in mind, I waddle back to his trailer and knock with my heart somewhere in my throat and my cock so hard I can’t see straight. “Lee? Are you in there yet?”
When the door flies open, his hair is still wet from his shower, but his eyes seem more alert than they did before the show. Does that mean he didn’t do anything else?
“I’m going to have to get you a key. Get in here.”
He tugs me in by my shirt and immediately backs me up against the closed door, his lips ghosting along my neck as he presses his body against mine. He isn’t wearing anything but boxers, so just this act alone has me feeling everything.
I guess we’re getting straight to it. “A key would be good,” I gasp out, whimpering when the plug shifts again. “You were amazing tonight.”
“That was for you.” Kissing my jaw, he backs up slowly and beckons me forward. “And I’ll get you that key before you leave.”
My feet move before I consciously decide to move forward, following him like a lost, horny puppy. “You’re not disappointed that you have to skip the afterparty?”
“Not even a little bit.” It’s hard not to believe him when he says it so matter-of-factly. “Are you?”
I only ever went for you.
I want to say it, I do, but I have to remember what this is. Fuckdolls don’t have emotions, they have orgasms.
“No, I’m not.”
“Good.” When I reach him, he grips my hips so hard I gasp, but he lets go almost immediately to pull my shirt over my head and strip me. “How did it feel for you while I was playing?”
