Page 16 of Rock On

“And you’re all mine,” I echoed, arching to take his full length back into me. With a wicked smile, Jerrin complied. I lost contact with space and time while we moved together. He pistoned in and out of me, gaining speed while his thick, veiny length dragged against my walls, sawing over the swollen sensitive spot inside me that drew desperate ragged cries from me. They poured from me in uncontrolled waves. Fire spiked along my veins, burning down my limbs to the tips of my fingers and toes. My legs wrapped around his waist, and I clung to him while he fucked me hard.

My orgasm rolled into me fast and hard, and I screamed, probably alerting my neighbors to my climax. It went on and on, Jerrin never slowing while he drove me farther into the bliss, my walls squeezing him in a tight fist.

“Fuck, oh fuck,” he swore, his face in my neck. “Fuck.Fuck…”

Swearing, he jerked above me, his fingers squeezing mine, and he followed me into pleasure like I’d never imagined but knew I’d want again soon.

Eight

Jerrin

Don’t know what it means; don’t care

“You really can cook,” I teased while I ate the French toast Sky had made. What were the chances I’d find my dream girl, and she’d also be vegetarian and dairy free? The way fate had worked, the odds were pretty good, I supposed.

“I told you I could,” she laughed while spearing a square of her maple-laden toast. “When do you have to be back today?”

I frowned, swirling the bread on my fork through a puddle of syrup. “Noon.”

Now was probably when I should tell her. Acidic guilt burned in my gut, but this still didn’t seem like the opening I needed. Revealing my identity was going to ruin everything. Or maybe, I was purposely not telling her because I was a damn coward. Ilikedthat she was attracted to me because of me and not because I wasJ. Waterstone.

In fairness, I couldn’t keep the truth from her much longer. And if she got pissed, I’d figure out a way to fix it. I’d just have to blurt it out and hope for the best. Thankfully, my sweet girl didn’t seem like the grudge-holding type.

“Sky,” I started. “I have to—”

To my surprise, she climbed onto my lap. “I don’t like that look on your face. Your work can’t be that bad.” She threaded her fingers into my hair, pulling it free from the knot I’d wrapped it into earlier. “Forget about it. Let me distract you for a little longer. Don’t worry. I’ll get you back there in time. But you can be just mine for now.”

“I’m just yours forever,” I muttered.

She kissed me while she rocked her hips into my quickly growing erection, our sexes only separated by her thin shorts and my underwear again.

Okay, maybe, now wasn’t the moment for a confession. Fucking seemed like a much better option. The space at her small dinette wasn’t enough, though. Standing, I carried her toward her bedroom. When she wrapped her legs around my waist, however, we only made it as far as the hallway. I pressed her to the wall, shoving down my boxer-briefs and wrenching her shorts out of the way.

“Foreplay later,” I promised, thrusting deep into her with one smooth drive.

“All morning has been foreplay,” she gasped. “Harder, Jerrin.”

She didn’t have to ask. The demanding shoves of my cock into her banged her hips into the wall.

“Yes! Oh, God, yes!” Sky cried out, urging me on, begging me for more. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her head dropping back. “Jerrin! Jerrin!”

The way she chanted my name settled in my soul, more heady than the pride that filled me when a crowd chorused for me. The only adulation I craved was hers. I worshiped her. She was everything.

Her giggle trilled through the hallway minutes later after we’d both cried out our releases and panted in the aftermath. “We’re ridiculous.”

“Fuck,” I groaned into her neck. “I can’t get enough of you.”

“We have time before we have to clean up and leave. How about we try some more to get enough?”

I finished carrying her into the bedroom, careful to stay lodged inside her as I took her down to the mattress and started moving again. “Enough’s never gonna happen.”

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My fingers drummed on my thighs while Sky drove me to the venue. I kind of hated that she’d been carting me around, and once more, I looked forward to the day when I’d be driving her.

I’d spent most of the morning inside her, and I was looking forward to more of that, too. After the wall sex, there’d been the bed then the shower then the table. After that, she’d insisted we shower separately or we’d never make it to the festival grounds in time. I hoped it wouldn’t be our last time together—that she’d let me back into her bed, into her life, after she found out my lie and I’d apologized.

Glancing over at her, I considered just blurting it out now, but I really wanted her to come to the concert. And this close to it, she’d probably dump me off a mile from the gate and disappear.

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