He was so wound up, he hadn’t thought of that. “Right there.” He pointed to the master bathroom. “I have women’s stuff under the sink.” It was technically Crystal’s, but she hadn’t taken it when she moved out.
She closed herself in the bathroom and took a deep breath. The urge to know him better ate at her. Everything about him was exactly what she dreamed of in a man. Well, everything she had seen or heard so far at least. She hoped he did something to burst her bubble so she didn’t make the biggest mistake of her life. Everything she needed was where he said it was.
Tommy paced his room, unsure if he should stay dressed, change or just get naked. Then he remembered that he needed to shower as well. OK, so she’ll see me in a towel until I make her scream my name. Then he looked down. What if she expects me to have a huge dick? He rarely felt self-conscious. She brought that out, though. At that moment, he wished he had Dominic’s length, so she’d be impressed. Nothing I can do about it. He sat on the bed and hoped she wasn’t a size queen.
Hailey wrapped a towel around her body. Then she looked at herself in the mirror and obsessed with hair for a minute. Why do I care what he thinks? She checked her image again. She wanted his approval but didn’t understand why. The white towel made her feel fat, but she always felt that way. She had been blessed with natural curves, but her short stature made them more prominent. One-night stands didn’t make her nervous about her body. She cared less what they thought.
With confidence she didn’t feel, she strode out back into the bedroom. “All yours.”
His mouth agape, Tommy couldn’t reply. She was even more beautiful than before. The towel showed off full hips and nice legs. He hadn’t noticed that at the dark club. No bruised hips tonight. Perfect!
“Uh, Tommy?” She waved a hand in front of his face. “Hello?”
His head snapped back a bit, and he gasped. “I’m so sorry. You look… Damn… Wow.”
“Thanks.” A blush crept across her face. That never happened. He was different all right.
He stood and smiled widely. She only came up to his chin. He had been right, about five feet. How in the world did I find the perfect chick? Then he groaned internally. Why the hell can’t I just think of her as a body to fuck?
“I’ll be back.” Tommy stepped away.
He wanted to hug her and lean on her head. She made him feel taller. Not the only feeling she brought on but not many women did that for him. He rushed to the bathroom. Stop thinking of having more with her. She don’t want that and neither do you. He had to remind himself how complicated relationships could get.
When she heard the water turn on, Hailey looked around the room. To not to be nosy, she only glanced at things that seemed personal. There was no indication a woman lived there or even one in his life. She was glad about that.
She opened the curtain a bit. The beach was quite dark. Lights from the buildings that lined the beach let her see the crashing surf. What a beautiful view. I could get used to this. She glared at her reflection. One-night stand. Nothing more. As usual.
The water turned off. Suddenly, she was nervous again. To ease that, she decided to take charge of the situation. She stalked to the bed and tore off the coverlet and sheet then tossed them to the floor. Then she dropped the towel and climbed on the bed. She arranged the pillows just so. She tried several poses but none seemed right. Soon she settled on knees up, legs partly spread, and hands behind her head. That way, if he didn’t like her body, she would know right away.
He emerged from the bathroom in a towel, water droplets all over his tattooed skin. Oh my fucking God, is he ripped! Her eyes roamed the parts of him she could see. With every move, his biceps flexed. Her pussy moistened as she stared. Then there was the ink everywhere. Never had she slept with someone covered in tattoos. She wanted to lick every design.
The lustful look in her eyes encouraged Tommy to move to the edge of the bed. She was even better naked. He got up onto the mattress and spread her legs open. She had no hair anywhere. He crawled over her body and inspected every inch. Nothing. Even hotter.
“You wax everything?” He was confused by it, although it turned him on.
She glanced up at him as he hovered over her in a towel. “Electrolysis. All over.” It took her years to get it all done, but she felt it was worth it. “You like?” Why do I still care what he thinks?
“Fuck yeah.” He backed up because he didn’t want her to rip off his towel yet. “Time for me to show you how a real man eats a woman out.” He knew by her tone when they made the bet, that no one had done it right to her.
He settled between her legs and bent her knees more before he had laid them down on the bed. Hmm, flexible. Nice. With incredible patience, he ran just the tip of his tongue up and down her inner thighs. She even smelled good. He licked around her folds, up to her hips, across her lower belly and down the other side. A slight shiver once in a while was all he got for his efforts. His plan was to make her need his tongue. Then make her want his dick.
Hailey sighed. He teased her. She didn’t know she liked that, but it wasn’t what she wanted. His mouth moved down her leg to her knee, and she twitched. A few swipes of his tongue behind each knee made her pussy clench. Her entire body shivered with need. She looked down his back at the colorful display and wished she could feel his skin. Instead, she gripped the pillows, and her pelvis went up. Kisses along her sensitive hips again.
Tommy loved how she reacted to his mouth on her hips. He dragged his tongue over them again. She whimpered. Just where I want her. He did the other side, and she lifted up to him. He followed the seam of her leg down to her bare mound and went around it to the other side again. She punched the bed, and he smirked. He lifted his head a bit and knew she was about to yell in frustration.
“Come on already!” she cried out and glared at the ceiling. Dammit! He knows I’m dying now.
He let out a short chuckle and bent his head again. “Soon, babe.”
She took a deep breath and debated walking out. This is getting annoying! Without warning, he slid his flattened tongue down. He hit every inch of her genitals down to her ass. Finally! She gripped the pillow again, since she didn’t expect much. However, she hoped she was wrong. He teased both holes slowly which made her push against his mouth.
When he pulled back again, she almost screamed. The bed shifted slightly, just before he had buried his face in her pussy. He licked, sucked and kissed her wildly. Her eyes went wide with shock. A finger toyed with her opening as he started to suck hard on her clit. His other hand trailed feather-like touches over her hips, one at a time. She couldn’t believe it. He used an entire arsenal against her.
Seconds later, she screamed, “Fuck, Tommy!”
She came so hard that she was blinded for a few seconds. He fucked her pussy with his tongue as she rode it out. His thumb on her clit prolonged it even more. She thrashed, unable to comprehend the amazing feeling that washed over her. No one had done that to her, ever.
“You a’right?” He worried when he had stopped, yet she still twitched. “Hailey? Did I hurt you or something?”
A shake her head was all she could manage. Aftershocks continued for much longer than she thought possible. A finger pushed into her was a surprise, but it eased a new ache. He added a second one and thrust them deep. She whimpered. The urge for another orgasm built. He stroked her gently within, but right on target.
“There it is.” He grinned as he pressed the pulsating bundle of nerves within her. “Mmmm, you like that, huh?” Her muscles gripped his fingers. “My dick’s gonna love that.” He had fun, so didn’t plan to stop the foreplay. “How do you like this?”
When he shoved his fingers in and out hard several times in quick succession, she cried out again, “Tommy. Holy shit!” Pleasure consumed her as he continually stimulated her g-spot and brought on multiple orgasms. Damn he’s good.
Chapter 19
As soon as her contractions within stopped, he got off the bed to give
her a break. No longer self-conscious, he dropped the towel and retrieved a condom from the nightstand.
Hailey glanced over and watched him roll the condom on. She was disappointed in the size of his cock but didn’t say anything. Her hope that a relationship of sorts could work crumbled. She was picky about men, size included. Most average men couldn’t do what she wanted them to, no matter the position or effort put into it. She had agreed to sex, since he made her cum. So she relaxed and waited for it to be over.
Tommy had no clue she had seen him, never mind that she didn’t like what she saw. He knelt between her legs and admired the results of his talent. Her pussy was swollen, wet and begged for him. He opted not to get too close, for fear of attachment. After he had lifted her hips, he guided the tip of his dick to press against her and jerked his hips hard.
Her eyes opened wide when he thrust in and ground hard against her. It made her body tingle all over. His next stroke was even harder. She reached for him. How the hell is he doing that? She moaned when he started a quick rhythm and rubbed her sweet spot inside and out somehow. Unable to see because of the pleasure, she felt her hips rise a bit more. Then she screamed as he pushed against that spot inside. He ground into her clit with his pubic bone.
Tommy shuddered as she gripped him over and over again. He shut his eyes and barely held his own release back. She felt too good. It seemed that her entire body pulsed with her orgasm. He wanted to hold her and go along with her.
“Please,” Hailey begged, confused. She reached out again. She needed something to hold.
He saw the offer. Slowly, he laid her hips down and moved over her body. His arms slid under her shoulders, he stared at her lips for a few seconds. Not a good idea. You’re too attracted already. At least, his brain partly worked. He instead kissed his way up her neck. When her hands caressed his back, he closed his eyes and pressed his hips into her even more. Lips moved over his shoulder. It made him shudder again.
His body over hers was a relief. She ran her hands down his back and up his sides. She felt even more connected to him. He sighed in her ear, then trailed his lips just behind her ear. None of her lovers had ever found that sensitive spot on her. She clutched him and raised her legs to wrap around his back.
“Fuck me,” she pleaded.
He grabbed her shoulders. “I will. How’d you like it?”
“Rough.” She couldn’t chance anything gentle in that position.
He whispered, “I aim to please… Hailey.” Using her name meant something he couldn’t admit. He wanted more than sex from her. “Hold on tight.” He closed his eyes when the grip of her arms and legs tightened. “Perfect, bab—Hailey.” He was shocked by his own mouth.
He withdrew slowly which made her squirm. Then he slammed back in, and she dug her nails into his back. He moaned loudly and gave her another rough stroke. Same reaction. Unable to hold back, he started to drive into her as hard as he could without hurting her.
Eyes wide again, she clawed at his back while incredible ecstasy came over her. She fought the urge to scream his name again. Instead, she bit his shoulder. His loud moan was not expected. She bit him again and sucked the skin into her mouth
“Bite harder.” Tommy shivered from head to toe when her teeth sank into him again. She started to bite him all over, shoulders, neck, throat, arm and chest. “Fuck. Hailey. Love that. Harder.” He knew she made marks, and it turned him on even more.
His rhythm picked up, both of them moaned. As he held on tight, Tommy pounded her hips with his. Sweat poured down his neck and back. Her soft sounds of pleasure fueled him even more. Absentmindedly, he kissed her lips. Her reaction was to grab his head and slide her tongue into his mouth. He moaned and deepened the kiss even more. That made it even better. His hips continued as he ravaged her mouth, desperate to taste her forever.
“Tommy,” she muttered into his mouth.
He replied, breathlessly, “Hailey.”
Suddenly, she moved her head and started to suck on his earlobe. She toyed with the three earrings there. He gritted his teeth to try to keep up his pace. She drove him up a wall. He quickly put a hand back and lifted her hips a bit more. Then he thrust right into her sweet spot repeatedly until she exploded again.
“Yes. Oh, God. Yes!” Tommy cried out as Hailey screamed into his neck. He gripped her shoulders, and his body shuddered. Several spurts of semen filled the condom. “Shit. How the fuck—” He cut himself off, since he didn’t want her to know how good he felt.
She couldn’t move; even her legs were locked in place. Shocked and sated like never before, she didn’t know what to do. She had done more to him than she did to most men. His sounds of pleasure had gone right through her. What the fuck now? Do I walk away? Or is there as much here as I feel?
Tommy was completely spent. He tried to lift up so he could pull out, but his arms were practically useless. With his knees as leverage, he pulled his hips back. He prayed the condom stayed with him. Next, he used the bed to roll off her. Once on his back, he stared at the ceiling. He didn’t understand why sex with Hailey was even better than with Crystal. Woman, get the fuck outta my head again!
He had the urge to run his fingers down the arm next to his. It wasn’t easy to fight. How can I let this feeling go? Then another thought came to him. How can I risk getting hurt again? No matter what he said or thought, when Crystal left, it had hurt him. I can’t do monogamy. Best she takes a walk before I’m in too deep.
He forced himself to turn to her. “Time to go.” Then he yanked off the condom and tossed it in the trashcan next to the bed.
Hailey glared at him. She didn’t want to admit that she didn’t want to go. “Fuck you. I'm comfortable.”
With a sigh, Tommy let his eyes roam over her almost still body. “So then, you’re staying the night?”
“Yep.” She wanted to turn away from him so he couldn’t see the conflict in her eyes. “Not getting up till I feel like it.”
He knew she meant it, and he was glad. It wasn’t like she would let him hold her, so he wasn’t sure why he cared. “You wanna know who I am?”
That got her attention. “I’m not sure. Why do you wanna tell me?”
“Uh, I don’t know.” He lost his mind around her it seemed. “How about something simpler?” He took a deep breath. The one thing he wanted for months came to mind. “I’ve been looking for someone regular. As in sex. What do you think?” He couldn’t look at her. Rejection would most definitely hurt after that incredible last hour.
She felt there was more to his offer but didn’t push. “I may be interested.”
“You would?” He couldn’t hide the excitement in his voice. “Um, well, I mean… uh… what kinda rules would you want?”
Finally sensation came back to her limbs. She turned to him and leaned her head on her hand. “Well…” She reached out and ran a finger down his chest. “I don’t normally do relationships as you know. You’re kinda young for me, though.”
“I am?” He swore she was under 30. “How old do you think I am?”
She looked him over a few times then met his eyes. “Kinda hard to say. 28 or maybe even 30. Your eyes say 30 to me.”
“I just turned 36.” He smirked. “Look good for my age, huh?” He brushed a lock of hair off her shoulder. “You, on the other hand, are young for me. Well, I normally do young, so maybe not.”
She laughed out loud and slapped his arm. “Really? I love you. Uh, I mean... for saying that.” She took a few breaths to get over the words. “I’m a year older than you.”
“So that’s settled.” He grinned as he fingered her left nipple. “What d’ you say we make something work? Sex and maybe cuddling or hanging out?”
“Didn’t know you had a soft spot.” She watched his face. His eyes told her he hoped for even more, but he was as scared as she was. “How about this. We’ll meet every few weeks. But no commitment, and no one knows about me at first. I don’t want your friends driving me crazy.”
His
smile widened. “Done. I’m not worried about my friends. Maybe…” His voice trailed off. “I need to tell you who I am. In case you don’t wanna get into this.”
“You connected?” Her eyebrows rose as she backed away a bit. That was the last thing she needed.
“No.” Tommy grabbed her hand and held it. “Nothing like that.” He swallowed and hoped his fame didn’t scare her away. “I’m a bassist. In a band.”
She shrugged. “So?”
“I’m Tommy Fischer. Gasoline’s bassist.”
Recognition flashed in her eyes. “As in the Tommy Fischer?” She had heard of him but didn’t put it together. She had never seen his face before, only heard his music.
“Yep. The one and only.” Her lack of response had him worried. She obviously mulled it over. “Did you change your mind?” His voice portrayed the pain in his heart.
Her head snapped up. “No. I’m sorry.” She sat up. Her other hand flew to his face. “You just shocked me. I didn’t mean to take so long. It’s fine. Now I understand the hesitation. Worried about your groupies? I know you’re a man-whore.” She cringed. “Sorry, but that’s your reputation.”
“I know.” He sighed. “If we start something, do I have to give that up? I don’t think I can do monogamy.”
Hailey looked into his eyes again. He was scared. “You don’t have to give anything up. I can’t give you monogamy, either. I’m busy. This was my first night off in like three weeks. I’m a workaholic, and kids don’t stop being stupid. So business is good.”
Tommy was relieved. That meant she wouldn’t go for his money, either. “So then you still stayin’ over?”
“If you don’t mind.”
“Will you be gone when I wake up?”
“Do you want me to be?” She ran her thumb over his bottom lip.
He closed his eyes and leaned into her hand. “No.” Even Crystal didn’t touch him like that. “I’ll make you breakfast. Promise.”
“Then it’s a deal. I’ll stay.” She looked around. “Uh, so… How do you usually sleep? Is this your side?
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