Page 8 of Don't Fall For A Rockstar

His demanding tone had me biting back a laugh. When he caught my grin, he licked his provocative lips, and suddenly playtime was over.

I withdrew my fingers from Nate’s body, grabbed a condom, and suited up. By the time I got it rolled on and added more lube, my fingers were trembling, and I was so turned on I was worried I might come before I even got inside him.

Sliding those long legs of his over my arms, I shifted my hips and pushed my cock to his hole.

Slow and steady, he took me in, until I was all the way there. I glanced up and realized that fucking face to face was probably more than I bargained for. This close, I could see every expression that flickered across his beautiful face.

“Okay?” I whispered.

“Oh yes.”

I snapped my hips, thrusting deep, and Nate moaned so loudly every fucking person on this floor probably heard us.

Or was that me? I couldn’t tell. I didn’t care. His tight ass was strangling my dick and fuck, it was better than good.

Too bad about the condom.

The thought of fucking Nate bareback had my hips moving hard and fast, and soon, I was setting a furious pace as he met me, thrust for thrust, our bodies slick, the bed shaking.

Nate reached for me, gripping my neck, pulling me in for a mauling kiss.

I ate at his mouth, sucking on his tongue, as our bodies moved in sync. Reaching down, I took his cock in hand and stroked him off. Rutting in and out of him, my climax threatened to unleash.

“Need you to come for me,” I moaned as I watched him, so gorgeous like this.

“Almost…there,” he panted.

I tugged his cock, stroking faster, and thrust into him with the same urgency. His body jolted and his ass tightened.

“That’s it, come for me,” I demanded as I fucked him harder, faster.

Nate shouted my name and came all over my hand. With his head thrown back, neck exposed, his hair a tangled mess on my pillow, it was… he was… fuck.

I was gone.

My orgasm unleashed, white-hot pleasure snapping through my body as I came hard, fucking into him with wild, frantic thrusts.

“Nate,” I moaned his name as I stared down into his eyes.

I felt him shudder beneath me, and I held on tight.

When I finally caught my breath, I gently eased out of him, then flopped down on the bed, one hand holding my head. I was going to pass out for sure.

Nate leaned over and kissed me. Who needed to breathe anyway?

When he finally let me up for air, I couldn’t help the smile on my face.

“One condom down, five more to go,” he quipped. “Are you up for it?”

“It may take all night,” I whispered as I slid my hands down his back.

“I’m willing to sacrifice sleep if you are.”

CHAPTER 4

TOMMY

“So, how did you become a roadie?”

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