Page 57 of Dirty Rock

As long as she says my name like this…

Again. Again. Again. Again. Again.

I licked her up slowly, taking my time to push my fingers in and out to tease every last ebb of her climax from her.

She was good at dancing to her favourite music and adjusting the sway of hips to the varying beats. I was good at this. Making her body quiver and beg for more with a gentle seduction of my fingers.

Sliding them out of her carefully, I dragged them up over her clit, and her hand came down to grab my wrist and hold it still. The shock on her face made me raise a dark, heavy brow, and I got off on the watery twinkling of her eyes.

She swallowed. I grinned.

She shook. I stilled.

Until I slid a hand down to her ankle, lifted it up, and rested it on my shoulder before I pressed a tender kiss to her calf, and trailed my nails up and down her thigh.

Julia just watched me with wide eyes like she wasn’t sure if I was about to murder her or not.

Carefully, I reached for her other leg, repeating the action as I hooked it over my other shoulder and spread her open in front of me.

“You okay?” I asked roughly.

“No.”

“Good.” I alternated my kisses between ankles. “I thoughtyouwere going to breakme.”

“I’m older than you. I need a minute to catch my breath.” The twitch of her lips had me chuckling to myself.

“My cougar.”

“Yours?”

I never took my eyes off hers as I pushed my boxers down, while her legs rested over my shoulders. I’d tossed a condom beside us both when I’d taken my jeans off, so I reached for it, ripped it open with my teeth, and I watched her watching me roll it on.

Jules licked her lips, lost in the fantasy of our future. Her lust for this very moment was real. She wasn’t fucking me to get her name in the papers. She wasn’t letting me take her to make a name for herself. Julia was letting this happen because shewantedit.

I rested my hands on the mattress beside her, teasing her entrance with my painfully erect cock. I wasted no time kissing her when she rested up on her elbows and pressed her greedy lips to mine.

“You’ve got five more orgasms to endure before you get to go to sleep,” I mumbled against her mouth.

“Yeah?”

“I want to see myself inside you from every angle.”

“That sounds exhausting.”

“Think you can handle it?”

“Get inside me, Rhett.”

I groaned and pushed inside her with force, holding her spine as I rocked forward sharply. I filled her completely—the infamous rock star inside the immaculate publicist, dirtying her up as much as I possibly could, never for her to be clean again.

She felt fucking amazing. I’d wanted to shock her with the size of me, like I did the others. But the others didn’t exist when I was inside Jules. It felt like they never had.

I pressed my forehead to hers, replicating her open-mouthed stare as we looked into each other’s eyes.

“Oh, fuck…”she breathed.

I grunted, pulling back slowly before easing into her again. “I know.” The sensations set fire to my balls, creating tight veins of tension in my groin that felt like stardust begging to be set fucking free. I closed my eyes for just a moment before I opened them again and stared into her surprised, chocolatey eyes. “I wish I was bare.”

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