Page 85 of Heart of a Rebel

She drags my zipper down, and my protest dies on my lips as she sinks to her knees in front of me, dragging my pants to the floor with her.

I’m always lecturing the band about not getting distracted with sex before a show, yet I can’t seem to give two fucks about it as Eloise wraps her lips around my cock and takes me all the way to the back of her throat.

The things this woman can do with her mouth have the power to drive a man insane. I grip the wall beside me like it can save me from the buckling of my knees when her tongue drags my full length.

Eloise gives head like she genuinely enjoys it. Wrapping her hands around whatever doesn’t fit in her mouth, thrusting me all the way in and choking on me. Holding me there as she gags, before pulling back with streaks of saliva coating my dick.

My brain might as well shut off entirely because I’m pretty sure someone knocks on the door with a warning about the show starting soon, but it’s at the same time as Eloise looks up at me with tears in her eyes and my cock down her throat.

I’ve never seen anything sexier as she lets me grip her hair and fuck her face.

As tentative as I was with her when we first started having sex, Eloise has been quick to prove that’s not what she wants from me. She’s no fragile doll that wants to be carefully handled. She wants me to take her hard, and I’m inclined to oblige.

Tugging her ponytail, I pull her off my dick before I’m spilling down her throat. As much as I’d like to watch her swallow me down right now, we’re short on time and fuck if I’m going to be selfish when she’s due on stage in fifteen minutes.

“Hey.” She forces a pout and it’s adorable. “I was enjoying myself.”

“I can see that.” I wipe the corner of her mouth and realize she’s going to have to fix her makeup, even though I appreciate making a mess of her. “But I’d like to enjoy you too.”

Grabbing her by the shoulders, I pull her up and spin her around, pushing her chest forward to bend her over the makeup table in her dressing room. Her cheek is pressed close to the mirror, and I don’t miss that she’s watching my face with a dark lust in her eyes.

“These fucking pants…” I undo her oil black, skintight pants and tug them down her hips, leaving them at her knees. “Drive me insane.”

She’s trapped between my hand pressing firm between her shoulder blades, and her pants limiting how far she can spread her legs.

I knead her ass with my palm and she lifts it to meet me, so I smack it and her whole body flinches. Meeting her stare in the mirror, she grins as I rub my hand over the reddening skin on her ass.

“Let’s see what sucking me off did to you, Eloise.” I run my hand down between her legs and she is so wet she’s coating the inside of her thighs.

“Like I said.” She smiles at me through the mirror. “I was enjoying my—”

I cut her off by shoving two fingers in her pussy. “And as I said, I’d like to enjoy you as well.”

Her eyes roll back and her whole body relaxes as I pump my fingers into her once more before pulling out and smacking my wet hand on her ass again, making her back arch at the changing sensations.

“Adrian—”

But I cut off whatever she was going to say by shoving my dick in her with one hard thrust that moves her body up the table so her cheek’s pressed against the mirror. I’m tempted to grab her ponytail as I fuck her from behind, but we already have the issue of time and her makeup smearing, so I’m smart enough to not add to future problems and grab onto her shoulder instead.

“You were saying?” I tease her, thrusting in hard once more.

Over and over.

I’m merciless.

That’s what she told me last night after I fucked her three times. That, and the fact that she enjoyed it.

I can’t help myself when it comes to her. I’ve never wanted anyone like this. Pounding into her like I can imprint myself on her body and soul. Pulling her shoulder to tug her body back with each thrust forward.

I know I’m being ruthless. But she’s soaking my dick and loving every second of it. Bending at the knees I’m able to hit that sweet spot that makes her scream, so I have to abandon the shoulder and wrap my hand around her mouth instead.

The walls are as thin as the doors and people are probably hearing enough already.

Her pussy clenches as her climax hits, and it draws mine out of me. Both of us shaking as I collapse against her back. I feel her smile against my hand, and I remove it now that we’re both reduced to heavy breathing.

A knock on the door makes us both jump.

“Five minutes.” A voice comes from the other side.

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