Big Girl Backstage Pass (Rock Star BBW Erotic Romance)

by Rose, Aubrey

  “Julian!” she moaned. She could feel it, feel herself coming to the edge. She was almost there. Almost—

  He pulled away just as she was about to come, and she let out a gasping cry.

  “No!” she cried. “Don’t stop!” Her body was wracked with shivers of desire, the agonizing pain of want rippling through her nerves. Her hands pulled at his hair and her legs tightened around him. If she had not been so turned on, she would have been ashamed at how needy she was, but Julian seemed to enjoy it.

  He paused to look up at her between her breasts.

  “God, you’re beautiful. Tell me what you want.”

  “Please... please...” she whimpered. She craved the release, needed it. Needed him. Her hands were tearing at his hair, pulling at his shoulders.

  “Yes?”

  “More,” she gasped. “Just a little more.”

  “Anything for you,” he said. He bent his head and renewed his task with full vigor, and Shannon was immediately propelled back up into the heights of pleasure.

  “Oh god,” she moaned. “Yes. Oh god yes, right there.” She had never been one to talk in the bedroom, had always felt embarrassed about her moans and noises. For whatever reason, here on the soft bed of a famous rock star, she felt something inside her shake free of its chains and break loose.

  “YES!” She screamed aloud as Julian sucked hard. She did not even try to suppress the thrills running through her body. “OH YES!” She was rising higher, higher than ever before, and she knew that the orgasm that would soon hit her was going to shake her to the core.

  Then Julian plunged two fingers into her wet, dripping slit, and she came immediately, her moans and screams sounding alien to her, far away. Her entire body shuddered and clenched around him, and he worked his fingers deeper, pressing out so that she was filled completely.

  The waves of her orgasm did not seem to ever stop. Julian’s lips were sucking her clit hard and her body rocked against him, arching and twisting as she moaned his name. Her blood was pumping through her veins and she shivered, coming again and again as he pressed his fingers into her.

  “Julian, oh god! Julian!”

  Her breath was ragged against the air when she finally felt the orgasm subside. Julian wiped his mouth against his arm and bent over, kissing her there once more, lightly. She shivered, now ticklish in every nerve down there.

  Oh god, what he must think of her? Screaming like that... moaning his name? But when Julian slid next to her, wrapping one arm under her body, she saw that he was smiling. She rolled over slightly with him and he kissed the back of her neck.

  “Shannon, you are so beautiful,” he murmured. She looked up. The mirror was right in front of her, but she could not even recognize herself in it. Her hair was mussed, her face flushing red with the heat of her orgasm, but she looked... beautiful.

  His hand slid up and down the side of her hip, caressing her skin, and she felt at that moment that she could do anything, be anyone. It was impossible, but here they were. She was in Julian Bremmer’s arms, and she looked beautiful.

  “You taste so good,” he whispered into her ear. She felt her body shiver again, as though another small orgasm was shaking her. “So hot.”

  Shannon had never imagined a man who could be turned on by going down on her, but Julian was stroking her, caressing her, and she knew that he was telling the truth. He kissed her neck again and she moaned.

  “Oh, Julian.” She began to turn around so that she could return the favor, but he stopped her.

  “Let’s just lie like this for a while,” Julian said.

  “You don’t want...” Shannon trailed off. In her heart a twinge of pain made her wince and a hundred ugly questions reared up. She had fought so hard to keep her anxiety at bay, but it was like the mythical hydra – every time she thought she had cut down one of her insecurities, two more rose to take its place.

  Did he think she was ugly?

  Was he not turned on?

  Did he just not want her? Would anyone ever really want her?

  “You don’t want to...” She tried again to say the words, but her throat seemed to be closed. Ridiculous – a second ago she had been sure of his affection, but now she couldn’t even bring herself to ask him if he wanted to fuck her.

  “I do,” Julian said, hugging her tight. He kissed her temple. “Just not tonight. Not right now.”

  “Why?”

  As soon as the word came out, Shannon knew she had messed up. Julian’s face dropped and Shannon tried to repair the damage.

  “I don’t mean... I only wanted to...”

  Julian shook his head and smiled again, and Shannon’s heart unclenched a bit in her chest.

  “Don’t worry, Shannon,” he said. “It’s just that I’m really tired from the show, and the band is traveling tomorrow.”

  “Tomorrow?”

  Julian stroked her hair with his fingers.

  “We have two more stops on the tour.”

  Shannon wanted to ask if she would see him again, but she worried about sounding needy. He answered her unspoken question with a kiss.

  “Please, please don’t worry. I want you,” he said, kissing her shoulder. “I want to be with you again. And I want to fuck you like crazy.” He grinned, and Shannon flushed a bit, giggling.

  “Do you always get what you want?” Shannon teased. She felt so much better, so relieved. He did want her. Of course he was tired.

  “Always,” Julian said, hugging her. He wrapped his body around her, curling her tightly to his chest in post-coital bliss. “Do you need to wake up for anything? Class?”

  “No,” she said. She would take tomorrow off and spend her hours dreaming about what had just happened. It already felt unreal to her, like an image through a lens. She heard him yawn behind her.

  “Goodnight then, sexy redhead.”

  “Goodnight, sexy rock star.”

  Shannon looked at herself in the dimly lit mirror. Her body was covered by the sheets but she could still make out the line of her shoulder, dipping down to her waist and then back up to her hip. Julian’s dark hair lay tousled over the pillow, his arm slung across her curves under the covers. His chest rose and fell, and she could feel him easing steadily into the rhythm of sleep behind her.

  What next? she thought, then mentally kicked herself for being ridiculous. There was nothing that came next, just an awkward conversation and shuffle out the door in the morning. It wasn’t as though a girl like her could ever be the girlfriend of a rock star. And yet...

  She looked again in the mirror. Julian’s body fit against hers like they were two pieces of a puzzle. Her hair was a dark ruby red in the dim light, and for a split second she glimpsed the beauty that Julian saw in her. Sexy redhead, indeed. Her eyelids drooped down sleepily as she fell out of one dream and into another.

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  Shannon stared across the doorway at Julian, a thousand thoughts running through her mind. It was him. It really was him. She didn’t know what to say.

  Julian stepped forward, shyly offering her the rose. She took it, and his fingers brushed against hers. The single touch made her body flinch with a desire that she had been trying unsuccessfully to stifle for the past few days.

  “I’m sorry I didn’t call,” Julian said.

  “It’s…it’s okay. I understand. You’ve been busy with tour stuff.”

  “That’s no excuse.”

  “You’re in a famous band. That’s enough of an excuse, I guess.”

  Julian winced, and Shannon thought she might have said the wrong thing. God, this wasn’t starting out how she wanted it to.

  “I just mean you’ve got a lot on your plate.”

  “It’s not that at all.” Julian’s voice was rough, as though he was sta
mmering through the words, trying to figure out how to move his tongue to get the right letters out.

  “What is it?” If it wasn’t his band, then Shannon didn’t know what it could be. A flame of anger began to rise up inside of her. If he hadn’t called just because…

  “I was nervous. I thought maybe I messed up. With you.”

  “Messed up?”

  “I thought maybe you wanted to be able to tell people you were with, you know, a famous rock star. That it wasn’t really me you wanted. That I was just a good story to tell to your friends.”

  Shannon’s mouth dropped open. That was what he was afraid of? A mixture of rage and relief swept through her.

  “That’s… I don’t know what to say, Julian.”

  “Just tell me what you’re thinking.”

  “What I’m thinking?” Shannon threw one hand up in the air, gesturing wildly with the rose. “I’m thinking that it’s ridiculous you made up this whole motivation about why I wanted to be with you out of thin air. I’m thinking you shouldn’t have waited a whole week before asking me about it.”

  “I’m sorry-”

  Shannon stamped her bare foot on the floor. Now that he had made her talk, all of her anxieties were rushing out, and she didn’t want to stop. Ridiculous - this whole situation was ridiculous.

  “I’m thinking that you are an idiot and jerk for keeping me in suspense this whole time.”

  Julian’s eyebrows knitted together in the middle of his forehead. It was obvious no girl had ever spoken to him like this before. But Shannon couldn’t stop herself. He had to know what she had done to him.

  “I’m thinking that you’re possibly the dumbest man I’ve ever met, because who on earth would meet you and not fall immediately in love with you? It doesn’t matter whether you were playing guitar on stage in a packed concert or on a cardboard box in an alleyway!”

  Shannon didn’t notice Julian’s fierce look of desire, or the way that he was slowly inching over the doorstep towards her. Her eyes were welling with tears of anger mixed with joy.

  “And I’m thinking that you owe me a lot more than just one rose if you’re going to come back and ask me to open my heart back up again!”

  Julian stepped forward fully, closing the door behind him. Shannon gasped as his arm reached out around her, pulling her close to him. She could smell his cologne, and when he bent his head to her ear she could hear her own heart beating fast against his chest.

  “What do I owe you?”

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