I’ll tell her tonight.
Margot blinks, her eyes clearing. She pushes herself up and straddles me, kissing my neck and chest as she grinds againstmy briefs. I suck in a breath, my body shuddering when her tongue grazes over my nipple. With expert proficiency, she pulls down my briefs, and I wonder if I imagined the look in her eyes. She doesn’t seem deep in thought now. Hell, she doesn’t seem to be thinking at all. She’s following whatever she’s feeling, and when she lowers herself onto my cock, I stop thinking, too.
Fuck, she feels good.
Margot gasps when I thrust up into her, unable to control myself. I’ve waited over two months to be with her again, and she feels better than I remember. Everything about her is better than I remember. Digging my grip into her ass, I grind against her, hitting deep inside her every time.
Margot cries out, but she rides me so fucking well. She lets her head fall back, her eyes closed. Long red strands of her hair cascade over her shoulders and down her back. She’s completely lost in the moment—completely lost inme.Her hips roll with each of my movements, and she meets my thrust perfectly.
Every.
Fucking.
Time.
“Touch yourself,” I say, my voice rough.
Margot’s eyes fly open, but they’re full of lust and heat.
“Show me what I’ve been missing. Show me what you do when I’m gone.” I thrust up into her, and the moan I get as a reward has me dying to do it again.
Margot’s perfect hand slowly slides down to her clit. As soon as she makes contact, she clenches around my dick, and I let out a groan.
I thought she’d be embarrassed. I thought she’d close her eyes or look away, but she doesn’t. She keeps those gorgeous honey eyes trained on me as she lets her fingers get to work. I physically ache with how badly I want to fill her right now.Watching her bring herself closer to the edge for a second time is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.
“I always think about you,” she says with another savory roll of her hips, testing my restraint.
“Fuck.” I breathe out the word as I tighten my grip on her.
Margot stays flush against me, her hips rolling so fucking good, and so fucking deep like she always does when she wants to make me come.
Fuck me.
My voice comes out gritty as I trust into her. “You want me to fill you up, don’t you?”
She whimpers, her eyes squeezing shut as she nods.
“That’s it. Come for me, Red. Show me how bad you want it.”
By the time my last word leaves my lips, she’s already pulsing around my cock. Her body locks, her hands bracing on my chest while she rides out the prettiest orgasm I’ve ever seen. Just seeing her this way sends me free falling over the edge. I thrust into her once, twice, and then I’m done for. I lose control and give her all of me, cursing her name while I spill into her.
Grabbing the back of her neck, I pull her lips to mine. She chokes out another moan as another wave of pleasure goes through her, and I kiss her like I can’t get enough. Because I can’t.
28
margot
Jackson keepshis arm around my shoulder as we head into the venue from the back entrance. The band’s sound check is about to start, and I have no idea why I’m nervous. It’s not like I’ll be the person on stage tonight. There’s something about seeing what Jackson’s life is like first-hand that has my heart racing. This is his world now—his world without me for the most part.
As soon as the heavy door shuts behind us, my eyes adjust to the backstage lighting. Before I can fully see Dave in the distance, I hear him.
“There’s my favorite redhead!”
Jackson lets out a huff of laughter next to me, but I pull out of his grip to run up to Dave and give him a hug. He’s definitely my favorite member of the band. There’s something about Dave’s energy that’s contagious. It’s a gift I know has worked its magic on their fans, and I think it’s why they draw a crowd so easily. Everyone is a moth to Dave’s flame.
Wrapping me in his arms, he briefly lifts me off my toes before setting me back down and releasing me. “How was the flight?”
“Fine,” I answer with a grin.