Rock My Bed
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It makes me stop for a brief second and wonder about the woman the name belongs to and if she broke his heart. I kiss his chest near the tattoo and he freezes. I peer up as he squeezes his eyes shut.
I reach out to wrap my hand around his erect shaft, but he grabs my wrist and bends down to kiss my lips. “You first.”
He gently pushes my shoulders back and kisses a trail down my naked torso. My breath hitches when he hooks the underside of my knee and rests it on his shoulder. His tongue darts out of his mouth, licking his way to my core.
His masterful mouth works its way around my folds, teasing me with every flick of his tongue. My arousal is out of control and when I reach the point of begging him to cure the ache that’s building in me, he sucks on my clit.
The back of my head digs into the mattress as I arch my back and push my pelvis against his mouth. “Yes! Ohhhh.”
My words are breathy and I probably sound like a lame porn star attempting to put on a good show, but I don’t care. It feels too damn good to keep quiet.
An intense tingle spreads from where his mouth works diligently to the tips of my toes. Zach continues to work his magic until my legs shake and I scream out his name.
My entire body relaxes as I attempt to slow my breathing down. “That was amazing.”
He grins devilishly as he crawls onto the bed beside me. His lips meet mine and I can taste myself on his lips. Even though I’m still feeling the euphoria of orgasm, I can’t wait to see what else this night will bring. I know it’s only just begun.
His hard length presses against my thigh as he leans in and kisses me deeply. I run my hand up his chiseled abs until I reach his nipple. I pinch it between my fingers and give the ring in it a little tug. A low groan emits from his throat and waves of giddy excitement flows through me.
Zachary “Riff” Oliver likes things a little rough, does he? Well, that’s exactly what he’s going to get—some downright kinky sexcapades.
I shove his shoulder, rolling him onto his back and he chuckles. “I knew you were a wild cat. This is going to be good.”
I bend down and suck one of his nipples into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around his piercing and he bites his lip, trying to hold back a growl. I kiss his chest and then his stomach before he grabs a handful of my hair.
He’s used to dominating in the bedroom. I have to flip the script on him.
Before I make it down to his cock, I look up at him and rest my chin on his stomach while my breasts touch his thighs. He gives his pelvis a gentle thrust, sliding his shaft against my chest.
He tries again, but I keep staring into his hooded eyes. “Why’d you stop?”
I smile. “I want to try something.”
Zach raises a pierced eyebrow. “What do you have in mind?”
“Stay right here.” I push myself up from the bed and grab my discarded black tank top. It’s not exactly a blindfold and it probably won’t fit around his head. I throw it back down when another possible item to use pops in my head.
I open the closet door and hanging inside are two fluffy white robes. I yank one of the belts free and shut the door.
When I turn around Zach grins. “Naked maid service? I like where you’re going with this surprise.”
I laugh and know I should be self-conscious about running around this hotel room naked in front of a mega celebrity like him, but the way he’s staring at me makes me feel exactly the opposite. I feel desired and sexy. His green eyes tell me he likes what he sees and can’t wait to get the chance to devour me fully.
I hold up the belt and he slowly starts to nod like he’s playing in his mind what I’m about to do to him. “Kitten, I like your style.”
I walk around the bed, gripping the thick material in my hands. I’ve never been one to take charge in the bedroom, but since I’m not in this for a relationship, I can let my freak flag completely fly. Women have probably attempted to dominate him before, so this shouldn’t be anything new, but hopefully it’s memorable.
“Sit up,” I command. After he positions himself on the side of the bed with his legs over the edge, I order, “Close your eyes.”
Zach fights back a grin and does as I ask. My hands shake while I cover his eyes and knot the belt at the back of his head. This makes a decent blindfold in a pinch.
“Now what?” he asks.
I press my index finger to his lips. “No more talking until I say.”
A huge smile erupts on his face and he opens his mouth to speak again, but I pinch his lips shut. I bend at the waist and barely touch his top lip with my tongue. When I pull away Zach nods in approval and relaxes his weight against the palms positioned on either side of him.
I can feel the anticipation radiating off him. This is exactly what I want—to make him feel unsettled.
I rake my nails down his chest, not hard enough to leave any permanent marks, but enough to let him know I mean business. His mouth drifts open when I halt at his belly button. I’m really not sure what the hell I’m doing, but he doesn’t need to know that.
I get on my knees in front of him and place my hands on his thighs. Zach’s head lulls back and he licks his lips in anticipation.
RIFF
I think about stopping her. I’ve not broken my penis to skin contact rule since the band went big and I started banging random chicks after shows. But, the thought of finally having her please me outweighs my rational brain. Letting her blow me for a while isn’t going to hurt anything. I think I can trust that she’s got a disease free mouth.
I reach out to wrap my hand around his erect shaft, but he grabs my wrist and bends down to kiss my lips. “You first.”
He gently pushes my shoulders back and kisses a trail down my naked torso. My breath hitches when he hooks the underside of my knee and rests it on his shoulder. His tongue darts out of his mouth, licking his way to my core.
His masterful mouth works its way around my folds, teasing me with every flick of his tongue. My arousal is out of control and when I reach the point of begging him to cure the ache that’s building in me, he sucks on my clit.
The back of my head digs into the mattress as I arch my back and push my pelvis against his mouth. “Yes! Ohhhh.”
My words are breathy and I probably sound like a lame porn star attempting to put on a good show, but I don’t care. It feels too damn good to keep quiet.
An intense tingle spreads from where his mouth works diligently to the tips of my toes. Zach continues to work his magic until my legs shake and I scream out his name.
My entire body relaxes as I attempt to slow my breathing down. “That was amazing.”
He grins devilishly as he crawls onto the bed beside me. His lips meet mine and I can taste myself on his lips. Even though I’m still feeling the euphoria of orgasm, I can’t wait to see what else this night will bring. I know it’s only just begun.
His hard length presses against my thigh as he leans in and kisses me deeply. I run my hand up his chiseled abs until I reach his nipple. I pinch it between my fingers and give the ring in it a little tug. A low groan emits from his throat and waves of giddy excitement flows through me.
Zachary “Riff” Oliver likes things a little rough, does he? Well, that’s exactly what he’s going to get—some downright kinky sexcapades.
I shove his shoulder, rolling him onto his back and he chuckles. “I knew you were a wild cat. This is going to be good.”
I bend down and suck one of his nipples into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around his piercing and he bites his lip, trying to hold back a growl. I kiss his chest and then his stomach before he grabs a handful of my hair.
He’s used to dominating in the bedroom. I have to flip the script on him.
Before I make it down to his cock, I look up at him and rest my chin on his stomach while my breasts touch his thighs. He gives his pelvis a gentle thrust, sliding his shaft against my chest.
He tries again, but I keep staring into his hooded eyes. “Why’d you stop?”
I smile. “I want to try something.”
Zach raises a pierced eyebrow. “What do you have in mind?”
“Stay right here.” I push myself up from the bed and grab my discarded black tank top. It’s not exactly a blindfold and it probably won’t fit around his head. I throw it back down when another possible item to use pops in my head.
I open the closet door and hanging inside are two fluffy white robes. I yank one of the belts free and shut the door.
When I turn around Zach grins. “Naked maid service? I like where you’re going with this surprise.”
I laugh and know I should be self-conscious about running around this hotel room naked in front of a mega celebrity like him, but the way he’s staring at me makes me feel exactly the opposite. I feel desired and sexy. His green eyes tell me he likes what he sees and can’t wait to get the chance to devour me fully.
I hold up the belt and he slowly starts to nod like he’s playing in his mind what I’m about to do to him. “Kitten, I like your style.”
I walk around the bed, gripping the thick material in my hands. I’ve never been one to take charge in the bedroom, but since I’m not in this for a relationship, I can let my freak flag completely fly. Women have probably attempted to dominate him before, so this shouldn’t be anything new, but hopefully it’s memorable.
“Sit up,” I command. After he positions himself on the side of the bed with his legs over the edge, I order, “Close your eyes.”
Zach fights back a grin and does as I ask. My hands shake while I cover his eyes and knot the belt at the back of his head. This makes a decent blindfold in a pinch.
“Now what?” he asks.
I press my index finger to his lips. “No more talking until I say.”
A huge smile erupts on his face and he opens his mouth to speak again, but I pinch his lips shut. I bend at the waist and barely touch his top lip with my tongue. When I pull away Zach nods in approval and relaxes his weight against the palms positioned on either side of him.
I can feel the anticipation radiating off him. This is exactly what I want—to make him feel unsettled.
I rake my nails down his chest, not hard enough to leave any permanent marks, but enough to let him know I mean business. His mouth drifts open when I halt at his belly button. I’m really not sure what the hell I’m doing, but he doesn’t need to know that.
I get on my knees in front of him and place my hands on his thighs. Zach’s head lulls back and he licks his lips in anticipation.
RIFF
I think about stopping her. I’ve not broken my penis to skin contact rule since the band went big and I started banging random chicks after shows. But, the thought of finally having her please me outweighs my rational brain. Letting her blow me for a while isn’t going to hurt anything. I think I can trust that she’s got a disease free mouth.
