Damn him.
This isn’t the first time I’ve seen him shirtless or in his boxer briefs. Back in the day, I toured with him and his bandmates across the country. I’m no ingénue to Rod’s body, but I was always a spectator. Now, I’m a willing participant.
He bends down, pulling his boxer briefs with him. When he straightens back up, his magnificent cock stands proud. I suck in a breath, completely mesmerized by his impressive length and generous girth. His striking physique and his size put the few guys I’ve been with to shame.
Wow, wow and wow!
He fists his cock, and looks down at me in all his naked gorgeousness, stroking his veiny mightiness in his hand.
So many firsts tonight.
I just stare, unable to peel my eyes away. His well-defined V muscle looks like a master artist sculptured it with precision. The line of dark hair that extends like a path from his bellybutton down to his cock is so inviting to ogle shamelessly at his cock. I’m completely transfixed by the dark purple head. It screams of raw, feral hunger.
Is there any part of him that’s imperfect?
“Now you’re the one making me feel vulnerable.” His voice puts an end to my lustful inspection.
“Like that’s even possible.”
“Should I assume you’re okay with what you see?”
Very much so.
I force indifference into my voice. “Looks can be so deceiving. A pretty package doesn’t mean much.” I struggle to keep a straight face. “I might need a good test run to validate what I’m getting.”
I can’t even believe I had the guts to say that.
“Fair enough,” he nods, pursing his lips. “Let’s make sure you give everything a thorough test… multiple times.”
“It’s wise. You can never be too sure nowadays.”
He chuckles.
I laugh.
He picks up his pants, rummages through the pocket until he pulls out his wallet. With a condom in hand, he steps up to the bed.
“Help me out, baby,” he says extending the packet to my lips. I sit up and rip open the packet with my teeth. “Good girl.”
Rod sheaths his cock without ever leaving my gaze.
“Watching you put on a condom is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.”
“Wait until we both look down as your pussy swallows my cock.”
I’m so out of my league here.
Rod strides to the foot of the bed and drops one knee against it. “I need you right here,” he says before grabbing my ankles and pulling me down until my ass is hovering at the edge of the mattress. He hoists my right leg up and places it over his shoulder. His hand clasps my ankle before dragging his fingers down my inner thigh.
“That tickles,” I giggle.
“Really?” I nod. “There’s so much I have yet to discover about you, baby.”
“Same here.”
“Let me make it better,” he says.
When he starts dropping soft kisses against my skin, I moan.
“Oh, yeah.” My back bows off the bed.
He reaches out and skims a finger over my pussy.
“Hmmm,” he hums.
He continues his tease by tracing the seam of my pussy lips.
Fuck.
I bite down on my lip.
I’m shocked––and delighted––when he does the same.
What he does next is so unbelievably dirty, I nearly pass out.
He glides the tip of his fat cock up and down my slickness. It’s a tease at first, but soon he picks up the pace. The sound of him skating through my juices is so raunchy it sets off little spasms inside me. He’s on a mission for a few long pleasurable minutes. It’s so delicious, I roll my eyes to the back of my head, savoring each revolution. When he slows down his cadence, I want to beg him not to, but what he has in store for me is so much better. Rod focuses all his attention on my clit. A few more strokes and I feel the same heart-stopping sensation as I did earlier build up in my core.
God.
“Who does this gorgeous little clit belong to?”
“Huh?”
“Who does this little clit belong to?” he repeats.
“You.” The word slips so effortlessly from my lips.
“Who?”
“You, Rod.”
“Better. I want this little clit that belongs to me to fucking explode.”
“Jesus, Rod. I can’t.”
“No, Dom. The answer is, ‘Yes, Rod’, or, ‘I will, Rod’. If you’re so inclined, ‘Your wish is my command, Rod’ works too. Try again.” I ready myself to protest again, but he won’t have it. “Tsk.”
“Argh,” I grunt.
Rod puts even more pressure against my clit as he rubs his cock hard against it.
“Give me what I want, Dom,” he demands.
Don’t even ask me how it happens, but my body obeys and before I know it, I’m freefalling.
“Rod, this feels so fucking good,” I sob.
“That’s it, baby.” And he rubs his cock faster.
“I’m coming,” I wail. I’m so loud. “Oh, my God, I’m coming again, Rod.” My pussy contracts in mind-blowing pulses as I ride my second toe-curling orgasm.
Dear God.
“My cock is for your pleasure. Remember that.”
No sooner have the words escaped his lips than he drives into me with force.
Shit.
He’s huge.
My pussy convulses widely, clenching around his intrusion as I relish in the aftermath of my climax. His sheer size and the way his fingers rub against my pussy as he drives into me elicit another orgasm.
What is this guy doing to me?
“Oh, Rod!” I shout at the top of my lungs.
His hungry cock plows through me with determination, pounding hard and filling me completely. His thrusts are so assertive, they disarm me.
He’s merciless.
Unrepentant.
Relentless.
“Fuck, Dom.” My desperate pussy weeps with pleasure. “Baby, I’m close, but I come when you come.”
“I already did. Twice,” I pant, nearly panicked.
“Three times, but who’s counting,” he chuckles. “I want one more,” he demands.
“You’re crazy, Wolfe.” Perhaps not very convincing, but it’s all I can manage.
“Give this to me, Dom. Force my load out of me,” he grunts, driving into me.
I lower my eyes to where our bodies meet.
He’s right.
Watching his cock disappear between my lips is freaking hot. I’ve avoided this intimate position in the name of self-preservation, but now I see the error of my ways.
He angles his body so each stroke is even deeper. In this position, he brushes against my clit each time he pumps in and out of me. Feeling his balls thud against my ass is an indescribable jolt.
Mother of God.
Getting my ass and clit stimulated at the same time is more than I can bear. Beyond my control, my body starts to convulse.
No way.
I tremble underneath him as another orgasmic wave washes over me.
“Oh, dear God!” I wail.
“You’re going to give me another one.” It isn’t a question. It’s a statement.
“Ah–– Rod––”
He wins.
I lose my mind in the most toe-curling climax of the evening.
That says a lot because he’s already been so generous.
I come so hard, I forget my own name until he calls it out.
“Look at me, Dom,” he commands. “I want to stare in your blue eyes when I pour my cum inside your warm pussy.”
It’s a struggle, but I lock eyes with the gorgeous man who’s rocking my world.
“Ah, shit, baby,” Rod grunts. “You’re choking my–– Oh, Dom,” he screams out as he releases himself between my legs.
CHAPTER 15
Roderick
Rays of sunlight spilling through the large windows wake me up.
/> I guess we were so out of it, we forgot to draw the curtains.
Dom’s naked body is wrapped around mine and her silky blonde hair is fanned out across my chest.
This sensual image will be seared in my brain for the rest of my life.
Carefully, I lift my head to look at the time.
Eight o’clock.
I let my head drop against the pillow and circle my arms around her.
It’s Sunday morning. There’s no rush.
When I negotiated the terms of our steamy night, it never occurred to me I’d be desperate for more.
Fuck.
I push the thought aside and focus on the now.
I’m still in her bed and that’s all that counts.
I drop a flurry of kisses on the top of her head, relishing her warmth.
She nuzzles her face against the roughness of my stubbled cheek.
“Morning,” I say.
“No, not yet,” she complains.
“Hey, where’s my morning kiss?”
“You’re such a demanding tyrant,” she says. Still, she extends her neck. It’s a soft and gentle kiss, but enough to stir my cock.
“Better. Morning, Dom.”
“Morning, Rod.” Her voice is so groggy.
“Come on. Wake up, sleepyhead.”
I pull her closer to me.
“Hmmmm, your beard feels so manly,” she says, her eyes still closed.
“You like it?”
“I like it a lot. It’s well-trimmed and well-groomed. You were a pretty boy before. Now, you’re ruggedly handsome.”
I chuckle.
“You know where my beard would feel even manlier?”
That gets her attention.
She lifts her body and pins those ocean blue eyes on me. “I’m afraid to ask.”
Her pillow-rumpled hair makes me smile.
“You’re right. Talk is cheap,” I say, sliding from underneath her.
“Where you going, Wolfe?”
I don’t answer.
She narrows her gaze.
“You look suspicious. You don’t trust me?”
“Everything about your demeanor suggests I shouldn’t.”
I laugh.
I lower my head and press my mouth against her stomach.
“So, back to my question.”
“Which one again?” The mockery in her voice doesn’t go unnoticed.
“You know, where my beard would feel even manlier?”
“My tummy?” she giggles.
“Uh-uh,” I hum, traveling down to her pussy, nibbling and kissing her smooth skin.
She weaves her fingers into my hair and pulls gently, forcing me to halt all movement. “Wh—what are you doing?”
I look up at her. “I want you to come on my face, baby.”
“Y—you don’t have to—”
I let out a long sigh. “I let that silliness slide last night because being inside you was so fucking amazing, but I really need to know how it feels to have your juices gushing into my mouth, Dom.”
She stares at me, stunned.
I continue. “After four core-shaking orgasms—” What can I say? I haven’t been with anyone in two months. I was on a roll and her pussy is addictive. “—I didn’t want to push you further, but this is a new day.”
“Isn’t your time up, Wolfe? It was supposed to only be one—”
Oh no, she doesn’t.
“Fuck,” she chokes when I bury my face between her legs, lashing her with my tongue.
Funny how she isn’t protesting anymore.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she chants.
“You taste so fucking good, Dom,” I grunt between tongue strokes.
“Oh, shit.”
“You’re so wet.”
“It’s— It’s— Oh, Rod.”
I bite off a smile.
“No one’s ever done this to me,” she moans.
My eyebrows climb to my hairline. “What? No one’s ever gone down on you before?”
“The few guys I’ve been with made oral sex seem like a chore. Most times, it was so bad, I went numb down there and it was more pain than pleasure. But not with you. You’re so passionate about it.”
“I fucking love eating pussy,” I tell her.
She laughs. “I can see that.”
“But you know what?”
“What?”
“You’re my favorite pussy.”
“Is that one of your standard lines, Wolfe?”
“No.” One word, but that’s all she needs.
She looks flabbergasted. “You’re serious?”
“Very.”
“Wow.”
“Here’s something else you might not know about me. I’ve never woken up with a woman in my arms. I never sleep over. Ever. There could be a tornado raging outside and I’d find a way to make it home.” Once the gentlemanly cool-down period elapses, I’m out of there.
Dom’s eyes grow so wide, I fear they’ll take over her face.
She’s at a loss for words.
“Can I go back to ravishing my favorite pussy now?”
“By all means. Don’t let me stop you.”
We both laugh.
“Open wide for me,” I command.
She does.
I slip my hands beneath her ass, hauling her body towards me.
I look up and practically lose my shit when I see her beautiful face. Her pupils dilate as her teeth dig into her lower lip. What a sexy sight.
“Christ,” I growl. “Dom, I’m going to tongue-fuck your pretty little pussy until you beg me to stop and even then, I’ll keep sucking on your clit until you lose your fucking mind.”
“Rod, enough with raunchy talk. I can’t handle it anymore,” she implores.
Hearing her plead arouses me more.
I answer by slipping my tongue inside her pussy.
“Holy Jesus,” she gasps, raising her hips off the bed.
You’re going nowhere, baby.
My hands close around her thighs, holding her in place, as I circle her clit in punishing flicks.
She moans so beautifully and I’m insatiable.
I devour her juicy pussy like a starved beast. I slide my hands up her body until I cup her tits. I knead, squeeze and taunt them, taking my pleasure from feeling her erect nipples scratch my palm. Damn. The tempo matches my sensual tongue licks. When Dom wraps a leg around my neck, I go fucking nuts.
“Oh, God, yes.”
As I lap at her wetness, my erection grows hard as steel.
I slide two fingers in and out of her. I pump her pussy like a greedy bastard, fucking her real good, wishing it was my cock instead.
“Ah, Rod, Rod, Rodddd!” she screams out.
I lift my head.
Fuck, I love hearing the way she raps my name.
She looks down between her legs. She’s in a daze.
“Are you a virgin here?” I pull my fingers from her pussy and skim over her hole. “Has anyone claimed your ass?”
“Rod!”
She squirms under my touch.
“Good try, but I want an answer. Yes or no?” I demand.
I’ve never felt this possessive about a woman before. I may not have been her first, but I want to make damn sure I mark every part of her. She’ll never be with another guy ever again without remembering how she melted like butter under my touch. I’ll make sure of it. Does that make me an asshole? Probably.
“No,” she says in a low voice.
“I’d be the first to fuck you there.”
“You’re impossible,” she scolds.
“Notice how you didn’t say no, Dom. That leaves the back door wide open.”
She laughs.
I join her.
“You stopped,” she complains, dropping her eyes to her pussy.
“Forgive me. Let me get right back to it,” I grin.
“Yes, please.”
I chuckle.
How fast she changes her tune.
I scoop slick
ness from her pussy and spread it between her ass cheeks.
Her body tenses.
“I’m not going to do anything crazy,” I reassure.
“And if I don’t like it––”
“Everything stops.”
She nods her approval.
I put my mouth on her pussy to distract her as I venture my thumb into her ass.
Jesus Christ.
“Ooohhh!”
She wiggles underneath me trying to pull away.
“It hurts?” I ask, meeting her gaze.
“I don’t know how it feels. I’m just a little freaked out by the whole thing.”
“Relax and trust me.”
“Okay.”
I resume my mission.
I suck her clit and tease her asshole.
“Don’t stop, Rod,” she pants in little hard breaths.
“Hmmm,” I moan against her.
“Fuck, I love your mouth!” she shouts as her body starts to tremble.
She’s there.
I grip her hips with both hands and close my mouth over her clit, sucking hard in frenzied circular motions.
Jesus.
I could eat her sweet pussy every hour on the hour and still not get enough.
“I— Rod—” I love how I leave her speechless. “Mother of —” Suddenly her body convulses into an orgasm as her hips jerk up uncontrollably. She clamps her legs around my head, squeezing so hard I’m certain she’ll suffocate me. “Oh, God, Rod,” she sobs.
That’s it, baby.
A few minutes go by before I slide my body next to hers on the bed. I don’t rush her. I stroke her face as she comes back to life. I bury my triumphant grin into her beautiful long hair.
“You’re still with me?” I ask.
“Nngh.”
I rest my body on my folded elbows. “What language was that?”
She slowly opens her eyes, a shy smile teasing her lips.
“Barely.” I pull her up to me and kiss her. “Oh, God,” she says.
“What?”
“Is that me I taste on your lips?”
“Yeah, it is,” I grin. “Didn’t you taste yourself last night after I’d licked my fingers clean and kissed you?”
“There’s too much going on for me to keep track.”
“Don’t worry, we can take it slower today.”
“One time, Wolfe.” She even lifts her index finger. “You’re tricking me into a second.”
“You’re right. My fault. I shouldn’t have made you come again. I should’ve stopped after the clock stroked midnight. Bad Rod.”
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