Page 46 of Dirty Rocker

The pressure on my cock was intense, and she’d screwed up her eyes in agony. But she wouldn’t tell me to pull out. I had to take the initiative. So, I slowly withdrew and slid down her body until my face was buried between her legs.

Her hips jerked as I sucked her clit into my mouth. She threaded her fingers into my hair and tugged. “I so wanted you to come inside me…”

“Soon, baby. Soon,” I spoke into her pussy. Then I fucked her with my tongue, pressing my nose against her clit as I went deep, deep, deep.

“Ahh.” She rubbed herself against me, humping my face as I dry humped the mattress to the same rhythm. With a squeal, she exploded in my mouth, “Pierce!”

I kept on thrusting with my tongue until she was spent, until her tremors and after-shocks had subsided.

“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart.” I flopped back on the bed and fisted my cock, tearing off the condom and flinging it onto the floor.

In a beat, she brought her head down and sucked me into her mouth.

“I love you,” I bellowed, shooting my load into her throat.

She lifted her head and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “I love you too, honey.”

We lay with our arms around each other, kissing, breathing each other in.

“My dirty rocker.” She kissed my pecs.

“Maybe I should go take a shower?”

“Later.” She captured me with her eyes. “Axel and Phoenix will make great parents…”

The sudden change in subject threw me, but I responded, “Yeah…”

“Do you like kids?” she asked out of the blue.

I chewed the inside of my cheek, thinking about my nephews, George and Archie, Bethany’s twins. Despite her difficulties, they’d been the best thing that had happened to her.

“I like my sister’s boys.” I went on to tell Hayley a little about them, how I was paying for them to get a good education and supporting my big sis so they wouldn’t end up running around with a gang like I’d done.

Hayley tucked her head under my chin. “I think you’d make a great dad…”

Now, I understood where this was going. I pressed a kiss to her ear. “And I think you’d make a great mum. You do want kids, I presume?”

She leaned away from me and creased her brow. “I’d love to, but…” She shook her head. “If you can never come inside me, how will that be possible?”

“Why do you think I wear condoms? Sperm are sneaky little buggers. They only have one goal and they could get there through your wetness.” I looked her in the eye. “Tonight you took a huge step. I could have gone further, but I didn’t wanna hurt you. Next time will be easier and the time after that easier still…”

“I shared with Camila about my condition. She thinks I should get hypnotized to try and remember if something happened that caused my phobia.” She gave a shiver. “I’m terrified it was something horrible.”

I wrapped my arms around her, so wanting to protect her the need burned through me. “Don’t be scared, love. If anything went down, it was in the past. And, I swear to you, I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again. You have my word.”

She nuzzled my chest, and I kissed the top of her head. If some bastard had fucked Hayley up, she should go after him. But that would be her decision, and hers alone.

I gritted my teeth.

If it were up to me, I wouldn’t even think twice about cutting off his balls and throwing them to the coyotes.Chapter 25HayleyI’d just woken up in paradise…no other word could describe it. I stared through the floor to ceiling window, past swaying palm trees. The pristine white beach sand shone in the morning light, and the turquoise waters of the protected reef beyond sparkled like a sea of jewels. I felt Pierce’s warm body, stretched out next to mine. He was still sleeping…it had been a long day yesterday and he was tired. I reached over and brushed wavy hair from his forehead. Not only was he exhausted from the tour, but also from constantly looking out for Ramos. I only hoped that here in this remote spot he’d be able to chill and unwind.

My stomach felt heavy as I thought back to how vigilant he’d been when we’d left the hotel early yesterday afternoon to drive to Manila Airport, looking around and never letting me out of his sight. Jake had chartered a plane to fly us to an airfield on a larger island than this, and then a fleet of speedboats had brought us here. Pierce had been on edge the entire time. It was only when we were safely on the boats, driven by the resort’s employees, that he’d started to relax.

With care, so as not to wake him, I eased myself from under the cotton sheet. I went to stand by the window and gazed out at the view. When we’d been speeding across the ocean, from a distance, the narrow wooden pier and thatched-roof cottages dotting the shoreline had made me think we were heading for a fishing village. It was only when Bryan, the manager, had shown us around, that I’d realized whoever had designed the resort had been a genius. The interiors of the villas and cottages were tastefully decorated with local materials, but, at the same time, totally luxurious. Pierce and I had picked our cottage, preferring to be closer to the ocean than staying near the jungle. A feeling of lightness spread through me…we’d definitely made the right choice.

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