Page 121 of Rock God

“That’s it. Embrace the pressure.”

“As long as you keep those vibrations on my clit, you can do anything you want to me.”

I groaned.

This was exquisite torture, her tight ass squeezing my cock with every stroke. I was so close to getting off, but she had to come first. She needed it to be good, and I’d die trying to get her there. She was mine now and my goal was to erase every bad sexual experience she’d ever had, so that she loved sex again, and more than that, trusted that I loved her enough to always make it good for her.

Her soft moans told me she was getting there, and I picked up speed enough to feel her shuddering with need. Every time I bottomed out, she made a noise that was a cross between agony and desire.

“Kingston…” Her breathy voice left me gritting my teeth to keep from losing control and I flicked the switch on the vibrator, increasing the speed and intensity. She jerked against me, whispering my name as she began rearing back to meet my thrusts.

“Oh, fuck, yes—don’t stop!” Her body went rigid and then she screamed, shaking and clenching around me. I slammed into her, finding my own release, before collapsing on top of her.

We lay there without moving, without talking, bodies drenched in sweat.

“I love you,” I whispered against her hair when I caught my breath.

“I love you too.”

“Did I hurt you?”

“A little, but not enough to keep me from having a spectacular orgasm.”

“Let me clean up,” I said, starting to get up.

“Wait.” She turned onto her side, her eyes meeting mine playfully as I realized what she wanted me to do.

Without hesitation, I scooped her up, holding her tight against my chest as I padded into the bathroom. I set her on her feet before reaching over to turn on the shower. We were both a mess and had to be on stage in an hour or so.

“You sure you’re okay?” I asked once we were under the warm spray.

“I’m wonderful. A little worried about Jesse, but otherwise doing well.”

“Is Sasha with her?”

She nodded. “I didn’t want her to be alone in a hospital in a foreign country after surgery.”

“Yeah, it’s good to have someone there.” I paused. “Was the baby Kellan’s?”

She nodded. “She hasn’t been with anyone else.”

“And she didn’t know she was pregnant?”

“She had no idea. She didn’t have morning sickness or any other symptoms. She just started bleeding.”

“Fuck. Is she going to tell Kellan?”

“I’ll tell him after the show,” she said softly.

“That’s good. I think he’d want to know.”

“That’s what I told her.”

I pulled her flush against my chest. “You going to be okay out there tonight? I don’t know what the crowd is going to be like and there could be some backlash over the abortion stuff.”

“I’ll be okay as long as you guys have my back,” she said.

“Always.”

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