Page 101 of Rage

"Her original pieces are incredible. Not many people know who she is. I'm happy that you do."

"Oh. She's frequently in my rotation. She's actually the only non-metal musician that I listen to regularly."

He nods, then pulls out of his parking spot. His left hand finds its way to my thigh and rests there, occasionally giving it a squeeze. We're both quiet on the drive to his house. As the city passes by us, I realize that we're heading to the really nice part of town. The side streets grow farther apart, and the houses are becoming bigger. He pulls into a neighborhood that I'm semi-familiar with, thanks to the few years I'd lived in my father's house, and I momentarily panic. But thankfully, it's still several streets away. I am not in the mood to run into that man tonight.

Erich pulls into a four car garage where two of the stalls have been converted into a work space. In the third sits a motorcycle. My eyebrows meet my hairline, and I look over at him. He'sgrinning like a schoolboy as I point to the bike, "You've got to take me out on that sometime."

"Any time you want, beautiful."

I return his grin as I unbuckle my seatbelt. Before I have a chance to open my door, he's already out of the car and opening it for me. Ever the gentleman, he holds his hand out to help me step down, and out of his vehicle. Once my feet are on the garage floor, he pulls me against his body and kisses every inch of my face. He leads me to the side entrance, holding the door open for me to enter. I step into his home, and am greeted with the increasingly familiar scent that is Erich. He closes the door and steps behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist as he buries his face in my neck.

My head tips backwards as his lips meet a sensitive point behind my ear. My full body shudders, which causes my ass to rub against his erection. Erich groans against my neck, and the feeling gives me goosebumps all down my back. His fingers lightly trace a path up my arms, and when they reach my shoulders, he easily spins me around to face him. His eyes dart between mine for a moment.

"I need to know that you want this, Calista." I nod once, but he's not satisfied. "I need to hear the words."

"I want this. I want my first time to be with you, Erich."

"If you change your mind at any time, say the word, and I stop. No hesitation, no questions asked. Okay?" His brows are furrowed, and I reach up to smooth the creases forming on his forehead.

"I understand."

His hands drop to my ass, picking me up easily. My dress rides up my thighs as my legs wrap around his waist, and his lips attack mine with a fervor that wasn't present before. My arms slip beneath his, hands gripping the tops of his shoulders. His tongue slides against mine as my back meets the door. Thekiss is full of longing, both of us using it to tell one another how desperate we are for this.

Erich draws back, chest heaving and eyes shining with lust. His voice is thick, his words coated in desire as he says, "I need to bury myself inside you."

"So do it. Take me, Erich. Show me what I've been missing." I barely get the words out before he pulls me away from the door, carrying me through his house.

With each step he takes, his hard cock presses up against my soaked panties. His hands clutch my ass as we near what I assume is his bedroom. One of his hands meets the back of my neck and he pulls my face to his. He devours my mouth as his fingers weave into my hair, and he doesn't relent until he literally kicks his bedroom door open. He takes two quick steps before dropping me onto his bed.

As I land on the edge of the bed, my breasts bounce, and his eyes track the motion for a moment. He takes a step back and shrugs off his jacket, draping it over a plush chair in the corner, never able to tear his eyes away from me.

"Stand up."

His voice has taken on a dominant edge. Ordinarily, I'd hate being told what to do by a man, but for him I'll willingly make an exception. My red bottoms meet the carpet as I stand from the bed, my calves pressed against the side. But I feel the need to wait before making another move.

"Take it off."

I reach behind my head immediately to untie the halter straps. The top half of my dress falls away, baring my freed breasts to him. I slip my thumbs beneath the sides, and slowly slide the dress down my body, my eyes never leaving his. Once the dress is below my waist, I let it drop and pool on the floor around my stilettos. Erich gestures to my panties, and I slidethem off the same way I did my dress, letting them fall to the floor at my feet.

He bites his kiss swollen bottom lip as his eyes slowly rake up and down my body. My nipples pebble into hard peaks at the attention, and I fight the urge to cover myself with my arms. Instead, I bring my arms behind my back and hold onto my wrists, the action causing my chest to pop further forward. His eyes track my every movement. He steps closer to me and strokes the back of his index finger down my chest, leaving behind a trail of warmth. Every part of me he touches feels like it's on fire.

My eyes flutter closed, and I feel him pull away. "Eyes on me, princess. Don't look away from me at all." Wanting to please him, I open my eyes and am greeted by the sight of his own lust blown pupils. I can feel my heartbeat in my clit, and he's barely touched me.

"Lay down on your back, in the middle of the bed."

I start to slip my shoes off, but he stops me with a hand on my shoulder. "Leave them on. You have no idea how fucking sexy you are in nothing but those shoes."

I smirk and nod before turning to climb onto the bed. He swats my ass once, pulling a moan from my throat as I crawl across his king size bed on my hands and knees. I turn to face him, then lean back onto my elbows. He unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his trousers before untucking his turtleneck. One hand reaches behind his head, and pulls the shirt off in what has got to be the sexiest move I've ever witnessed. His biceps bulge and flex making me think I may drool a bit once he's bare chested. He unzips his fly as he toes off his own shoes. His pants fall to the floor near my dress, and he's only in a pair of black boxer briefs.

Despite having been able to feel his abs through his clothes, I had not expected Erich to look like a gym god. He clearly takescare of himself. His chest and abs have a light dusting of hair that meets his happy trail. His waist has the v that makes women go stupid, myself currently included. And his thighs are defined and toned to perfection. He tucks his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and pulls them down his thick thighs. His cock springs free of its confines and I'm greeted with the sight of several piercings along the underside as he slowly strokes himself.

I lift an eyebrow, and he laughs."I got them as a dare in college, but I liked the way they feel, so I kept them." He climbs up onto the bed and crawls towards me. His voice drops several octaves when he says, "I think you'll enjoy the way they feel as well, princess."

If I wasn't drooling before, I sure as hell am now.

"Fuuuuuck."

Erich chuckles darkly. "That's the goal here."

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