by JA Low
Fuck, after that declaration I would be challenging our rules as well. Just thinking about her all bendy and all the positions I could put her in makes my dick twitch back to life.
Sienna sashays out of the room.
Both of us follow every movement of her hips.
“There’s plenty of other women here,” I say to Blake. It's also a reminder for myself.
His eyes look at Sienna one last time and sighs, “Fucking shame.”
11
Sienna
Fuck you, Evan Wyld.
Fuck him and his dimples.
Fuck him and his cock blocking skills.
Just Fuck him!
That’s the point, I want to fuck him.
Huffing my way back through the party, my mind tries to work out what just happened. I liked kissing Blake; he was young and hot, but that’s all I would have done. There was no spark between us, not like the one I felt when Evan kissed me. Stupid body; why could it not have caught on fire when Blake kissed me?
But how dare Evan come and cock-block Blake and I. Especially after I stumbled upon him getting a blowjob in the garden from some blonde. Storming back to my bedroom, I am pissed and sexually frustrated.
Hands slap the glass door in front of me, making me jump. Turning around, there stands a six-foot-three angry looking rock star.
“What the fuck, Evan?”
His breath is hard, ocean blue eyes look down at me “What the hell is wrong with you, Sienna?”
His tone shocks me. Why the hell is he so pissed at me? “What’s the matter with me?” I push my fingers against his hard, fuck, very hard chest. Is this man made of stone or something? Everything about him is hard.
“You want to know what the hell is wrong with me?” I yell.
Evan remains quiet, allowing me to continue my rant.
“Let me tell you what my problem is. I haven’t had sex in months, which is fine because that is what vibrators are for. But this morning some dickhead got me all wound up and now I'm horny as fuck.” Shit, did I just say that out loud? I cover my mouth in shock. We both stand there looking at each other.
Evan growls, “If you want to fuck someone, Sienna, fuck me.”
Butterflies seem to take flight in my stomach at his words. Did I just hear that right?
Evan pushes his body against mine, his hands still above my head on the glass. His lips land on my neck, feather light kisses trail down my throat. He pushes me hard against the cool glass. My heart is racing; my body is pulsing with each touch of his on my flesh. I don’t want him to stop.
“Sienna, do you want me to help with your problem or not?” he asks, the dirty smirk on his lips making his dimples prominent.
His fingers are slowly running down my arm, good god, my panties feel wet. My mouth is dry; I don’t know if I can answer him or not. With each movement down my arm, his thumb grazes my sensitive nipple giving me goosebumps. I may have let out an audible moan because Evan chuckles.
He presses himself into me making sure I know what he was asking. Letting my fingers feel for the door handle behind me I unlock it, slowly pushing it open, making Evan take a step back. Turning, I walk into the bedroom swaying my hips, Evan is standing outside staring at me. Turning, I put a hand on my hip and ask.
“Are you coming in or are you going to stand there all night watching? I can put on a show for you if you want.” I start to unzip the back of my dress.
Evan quickly walks into the dark room pulling the glass door behind him, shutting out the party noise.
My room is quiet, only our heavy breathing filling the air.
“Are you teasing me, Sienna?” he asks, stalking closer to me.
Maybe it wasn’t the right thing to tease a man like Evan. The way he is looking at me at this moment, I feel he is about to devour me. “It’s not teasing. I'm just incentivizing your decision.”
A little chuckle leaves his mouth as he makes his way to the edge of my bed sitting down, looking terribly relaxed.
“Continue, Sienna. Don’t mind me. I'm just waiting to be incentivized.”
Reality sinks in, feeling stupid all of a sudden. Am I going to strip for him?
“Sienna, please. I want to see what’s underneath that dress. All night you’ve teased me with visions through those little peeks of mesh.”
My heart races. You can do this. Slowly letting the dress fall and pool around my legs, I stand before him in my black lace demi bra, G-string, and heels.
“Fuck,” he growls, his eyes looking at me hungrily, he repositions himself within his pants. “My God, you are beautiful.”
He reaches out his hands, motioning me to come toward him.
With each step, my heart pounds harder until I am standing in front of him.
Opening his legs, he pulls me in between them, his face chest height to me. He reaches out and I allow his hands to run all over my skin, sending a fever over my body, all the way down to my throbbing center. “Your skin is so soft,” he mumbles to himself as his hands trace patterns over my body, leaving tiny goosebumps in their wake. “I like this,” he says, plucking the side of my G-string. In that same moment, he quickly turns me around and palms my ass. “Fuck, your ass is perfect,” he growls as he bites it.
“Ouch,” I scream, trying to wiggle free.
Evan holds me tight, his large hand smoothing over the teeth marks. As he caresses my ass he says, “Your ass is a perfect peach.” He continues to squeeze it again. Looking over my shoulder, Evan’s ocean blue eyes meet mine.
“I want you, Sienna. You have no idea how long I have wanted you.” The last bit of his confession is mumbled as his lips find my bare back.
I am confused by his comment about how long he has wanted me, but then his lips are on my skin, dissolving my thoughts. Slowly standing, he kisses his way up my spine until he’s pressed against me, his warm breath tickling my ear. He moves me around so that I am facing the bed. “Bend over and spread your legs for me, sweetheart,” he whispers into my ear.
Dropping my hands on the soft duvet, I spread my legs apart, arching my back. Feeling Evan’s callused hands around my waist holding me still.
“Let me look at you, Sienna.”
Can someone come just by listening to another talk? His sexy Texan accent has a direct line to my clit.
“Fuck, Sienna, seeing you spread like this…” Evan’s voice is pained. “I've imagined you in this position many times.”
That’s the second time he has said something about that, turning my head, I ask.
“Wait, what do you mean you imagined me?” But his answer is forgotten as I'm distracted by Evan slowly undressing behind me. Biting my bottom lip, Evan gives me a show, toeing off his socks and shoes. Removing his belt, he playfully holds it in his hand as his eyes drop to my ass then back up to me again.
“Next time I might use this on you.” The smile on his face shows me how much he would like to use it before dropping his belt on the floor.
It is the most intense foreplay.
“What did you mean; you imagined this for a long time?” I whisper once again.
Evan is quiet for a moment then he answers me, “Vanessa showed me your picture.”
Why would Vanessa show him my photo? I get up and turn around to see a very naked Evan standing in front of me. My mind has gone blank, but I walk toward him, his eyes watching my movements, his body stills, waiting to see what I'm going to do next. My hands come into contact with his body, running my fingers over the hard plains of muscles; over his shoulders and pecs, down to his perfectly chiseled abs.
“What else have you imagined about me?” I ask.
12
Evan
Fuck me!
I am so hard from seeing Sienna in her black lacy underwear and heels. Asking me to tell her exactly the dirty thoughts I have been thinking about her nearly make me come on the spot. “I could tell you, sweetheart, but how about I show you exactly the things I've been thinking about?” I throw the condom
I pulled from my jeans pocket earlier onto the bed. Picking her up, I place Sienna in the middle of the bed, our eyes meet, I pause to make sure she is okay with what is going to happen next.
Sienna gives me a smile.
Thank fuck, because I don’t think I can walk away from her again. Crawling up over her body, kissing my way down her neck until I reach her bra strap, I push down one strap with my teeth, and then the other. My hand fiddles with the back clasp and unhooks it. I toss the bra off to the side as her ample tits bounce free before me. “Fucking perfect,” I say, admiring her. I squeeze each plump breast letting my fingers pinch her pink nipples.
Sienna’s moans make me smile, the way she is wiggling underneath me with each twist of a nipple.
“Evan, please, just fuck me,” Sienna growls, before flipping me over onto my back, catching me off guard. “Seriously, I think we’ve had enough foreplay, don’t you?” Sienna grabs the condom and rips the foil. She sheaths me in one smooth move. It’s rare that a woman catches me off guard during sex, I like to control things.
“You won’t be needing these then,” I say, shredding the black lace G-string.
Sienna mumbles something about how expensive they are.
I’ll buy her a hundred more when I'm done, but right now I need to be inside her. Picking her up by the hips, slowly positioning her entrance at the tip of my cock, I drop her hard onto me. We both cry out at the suddenness of us joining.
“Evan!” I can feel her inner muscles clenching around my cock.
I need a moment; I want to move so badly but I’m holding on by the tiniest bit of thread. Once I know I have my cock under control, I thrust hard into her, holding her hips as her tits bounce with each thrust.
“Harder, Evan,” she moans as I piston into her.
“Sweetheart, it’s going to be hard and fast tonight, I just can’t hold off anymore. I've waited too long; you feel too fucking good.”
Flipping her onto her back so I am in control again, I notice her green eyes are rolling back inside her head. I lift one leg over my shoulder pushing deeper into her, my piercing hitting her in the right place; the pubic bar rubbing against her clit. As I fuck her, I watch her gorgeous tits bounce with each thrust. I can feel her pussy starting to clench around me as her orgasm begins to take shape. Feverishly, I keep pumping into her until she screams my name, her whole body shuddering. A couple of strokes later, I come with her.
“Evan.” She is breathless, her eyes glassy from her orgasm.
I rub my fingers across her cheeks. “Yes,” I respond, looking at her satisfied face.
“Thank you,” she whispers, giving me a weak smile.
“Anytime, sweetheart, anytime,” I answer. While planting a lingering kiss on her lips, my dick twitches with aftershocks while still nestled deep inside her sweet pussy.
“So is this going to be awkward now?” Sienna asks.
I sure as hell hope not because I haven’t finished with her just yet. Not now that I know how she feels wrapped around my cock. “Who says the night’s over?” I answer, pinching one of her nipples in-between my fingers, making her clench down on me, fuck that felt good.
“Seriously, you ready for round two, already?” she asks, amused.
Chuckling, and as much as I would like to say yes, I am man enough to know that there is no way in hell I can do another round so soon.
“Give me a little time to explore your body and I will be ready for round two.”
Sienna’s eyes grow wide. “You want to sleep with me again?”
Frowning at her, I state, “Of course. We just had mind blowing sex, why the hell would I not want a repeat performance? We both know what this is, one night only, right?”
It must have been the right answer, because Sienna pulls me in for a kiss. Maybe, just maybe, I'm ready for round two a little earlier than usual.
Well, last night ended a hell of a lot differently than I thought it would. I look down at a sleeping Sienna wrapped in my arms, her blonde hair messily draped over one arm. For the first time in a long time, I fell asleep with a woman and liked it. Stretching my sore limbs, I gently move Sienna’s head from my chest trying not to wake her. Checking my watch, it was still early, the rest of the boys wouldn’t be up for hours. We are heading into Christian’s studio later in the day to continue working on some new material for our next album that we plan to launch on our new label after this last tour.
Walking toward her bathroom buck naked, my morning wood bobbing as I go, I head for the shower. Warm water washes over me as I turn the shower on, my mind remembering what happened last night.
The way Sienna took control, knowing what she wanted was hot but then she was just as happy to sit back and let me pleasure her over and over again. Thinking about what we got up to last night has me hard again. My hand starts stroking my dick. The way she screamed my name as I lapped at her pussy, sucking on her clit, my fingers working her G spot, her hot center clamping down on my fingers, igniting under my touch. The way she sucked her arousal off my fingers when I asked her to. Her tongue swirling around my fingers, sucking them deep into her mouth just like my cock had me reaching for another condom. When I couldn’t wait any longer, I flipped her over onto all fours, her sexy little ass wriggling in my face.
The memory of slowly inching inside of her heated core, hearing the whimpers coming from her mouth as she told me to hurry up and fuck her was turning me on now in the shower. Her dirty little mouth was a complete turn on, the way she spurred me on pushing back against my dick so I could go deeper. My fingers gripping her hips as I pushed into her, harder and harder until we both came screaming each other’s names, falling into a heap. Totally lost in my daydream, I hadn’t realized that I wasn’t alone anymore until soft hands reached around grabbing my dick. “Fuck,” I yell, my heart racing a million miles.
Sienna lets out a giggle. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” I turn around to her, her cheeks are flushed, she’s naked.
“You never have to apologize for putting your hands on my dick, sweetheart.”
Her eyebrow lifts up as her eyes trail down over my body. “That’s good to know.”
Gently stroking me, I let my head fall back against the cool tiles, the water rushing over us. Sienna’s tits press up against my chest as she kisses my neck, along my collarbone. My hand finds her pussy ready for me to slip in and out of. I need to have her again. I let my hand fall from her, making her whimper with the sudden loss.
Grabbing her ass and hauling her up off the floor, turning and pushing her back against the tiles, her legs wrapping around my waist, I pin her to the wall with my hips. “Fuck, I need you again.” I let my cock tease her entrance, the metal ring sliding back and forth over her clit.
Her teeth bit into the flesh of my shoulder with each stroke. “Condom?” Sienna whispers.
Fuck, I nearly forgot a condom. Never have I ever forgotten that. Turning off the shower, her legs stay wrapped around me as I walk us back out of the bathroom and lay her on the bed. Jumping up grabbing another condom before settling over her, quickly sheathing myself I slide in. Both of us let out a silent moan as I fill her.
“Seriously, Evan, we have to stop. I don’t think I can walk,” Sienna giggles in my arms.
“Maybe that was my plan, you never have to leave the bed,” I say, kissing her gently.
“I wish we could stay here a little longer,” she whispers.
“Me too, do you want to talk about it?” When the hell have I ever been the guy that has ever wanted to talk about their feelings?
She’s silent for the moment. “I don’t want to say it but I think it’s for the best that we stop it here.”
Nodding at her, I know she is right, but my dick is protesting. I have to be a fucking adult and agree. “Will you be okay with that?”
Her green eyes look at me. “You haven’t ruined me for all men yet, so I think I should be okay.”
“Maybe we need one more fuck then I am happy with the knowl
edge that I have ruined you for all men.”
She slaps me playfully across the chest. “In all seriousness, Evan, I’ll be okay. I'm old enough to know a one-night stand is just a one-night stand. Even though it was pretty good; my feelings won’t get hurt the next time I catch you with a groupie wrapped around your dick.”
My stomach sinks remembering what she saw. And why did her telling me this make me feel annoyed? I'm not sure if I like how mature she's being about it. Why do I want her to be crazy, screaming, crying, telling me that she can never let me go because of my wonder cock? Wouldn’t be the first time that’s happened. “I'm not that bad, Sienna,” I respond, raising my eyebrow at her.
She just shrugs. “It’s okay, Evan. Look, I'm not going to lie and say maybe the first time it won’t sting a little, but I'm sure you won’t feel anything if I am with someone.”
My hands ball into fists hearing her mentioning another guy. I don’t like the sound of that. “As long as it's not Blake.”
She giggles, “I promise, no Blake.” She gives me a kiss on the lips as she jumps out of bed. Sauntering over to her wardrobe, she gets dressed, leaving me alone in her bed.
A couple of hours later, playing around with some ideas, we have a rough start to some new songs.
“Okay, playback that last bit, boys,” Axel calls out. Silence.
We all look up and realize the sound boys aren’t there. What the fuck?
“Let’s take five, y’all,” Axel says as we head out of the sound booth, stopping and looking at Keith and Seth glued to the glass windows.
“What the hell are you guys doing?” The boys ignored my question. I join them at the window. Sienna and Derrick are having a yoga session in the backyard area. Sienna's dressed in a tight grey sports bra and leggings leaving nothing at all to the imagination. My dick stirs back to life, remembering exactly how those curves feel. Fuck. Then one by one the rest of guys join us in silence.