Chapter 30 #2
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,” I murmur as I gently push her back to the mattress. She bends her knees, resting her feet at the edge of the bed and giving me complete control.
One of my hands slides up her shirt, pushing it over her chest to reveal the black lace bra that matches the panties on the floor.
I grip one of her breasts over the fabric, kneading it gently, and pull the lace down on both sides.
My fingers trail a faint circle around her nipple, and it hardens perfectly.
I bend forward to take it into my mouth, gently nipping at the sensitive bud with my teeth.
“More,” she moans, lifting her chest.
“Please,” she whines.
"Look at you begging, pretty girl. You don't have to ask twice. "
My hands roam the length of her body one last time before grabbing her by the hips to pull her closer to the edge of the bed. She lets out a little giggle, but when her eyes meet mine, they’re smoldering with desire.
“More,” she demands.
I fist my hard cock, pumping it a few times before rubbing it against her wet center. With my other hand, I hold it in front of her face.
"Spit in it." I grin.
Her cheeks burn as she leans forward, keeping those dazzling greens locked on me while spitting directly into my palm. I let a satisfied groan escape me before bringing her saliva down to my cock to get it nice and slick.
From there, I press my tip against her, pushing inside ever so slowly. Her head falls back as her pussy swallows every inch, and stretches around me perfectly. I throw one of her legs over my arm, keeping it up in the air before bottoming out inside her.
"Eyes on me, little sparrow." I need her to watch every moment of me claiming her.
When I begin thrusting my hips, she moans, clamping down.
Between the sheer amount of pleasure on her face and the tight grip on my cock, I almost lose control, but pause to compose myself.
She just feels so damn good wrapped around me like this.
Add in the fact that she’s rewarding me with the sweetest sounds along the way, and I could die a happy man.
"You're perfect," I praise.
"Harder," she pleads, craving more .
I let go of her leg, expecting it to rest on the edge of the bed, but she lifts the other, wrapping the two of them around my waist, and I fall on top of her.
My hands catch me, propping me up only an inch or so away from her soft skin, the only barrier between our two bodies being the fabric of her skirt that's bunched up at her hips.
I slam into her harder, over and over. A deep ache forms in my balls as the need to spill inside her becomes more overwhelming with every passing second. I’m so close to losing control, but I won’t let that happen until I know she can ride out that high with me.
I balance on one hand, reaching down to play with her clit, and her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me closer. Our lips connect, making her hum with content. I must hit the right place when I thrust into her this time because she rips her lips from me to cry out.
"YES!" Her voice tears through the room, and I wonder if she's loud enough for any of the others to hear. Part of me wishes she were.
"I want you to come for me. Be my good girl and show me what I do to you, little sparrow." I keep a steady pace, her fingers digging into my back.
“I’m right there.” She moans just as her inner walls begin to pulse, and she loses herself to the pleasure.
I waste no time doing the exact same, emptying into her with a few low grunts as we ride out our pleasure together.
Once she comes down, I pull out, collapsing onto the bed next to her while the two of us try our best to catch our breath.
Everything about this moment makes me want to go get snacks and water, then dive right back in for round two.
She doesn’t realize how addictive she is.
"That was amazing.” I turn toward her, smiling. “I could get lost inside you all day."
“I don’t have any complaints.” She takes a moment, looking unsure of how she feels. "But we probably shouldn't have done that without protection.”
My eyes go wide. I was so wrapped up in the moment that I hadn't even considered grabbing a condom. Hell, I don't even own any condoms. Sex hasn’t been on my mind in a really long time, but that should have been the first thing I invested in when I knew things were heating up between the two of us.
"I’m on the shot and stay up to date with it so I'm not going to get pregnant or anything, but you live this rockstar lifestyle…"
“You’re the first person I’ve been with in a few years.” I squash any sort of doubt she may be feeling. “Usually, my focus is on our music and keeping the others in line.”
She nods. “So nothing to worry about?”
“Nothing to worry about,” I confirm, watching her let out a breath.
"I um… I should go to the bathroom, though. I can feel your cum dripping out of me."
"Yeah?" I raise a brow. "Let me see. "
"Nope. Not happening." She shoots herself upright, practically running to my ensuite bathroom with the top half of her legs pressed together.
I laugh, trying to decide if I should follow behind or wait for her to come back out before starting things back up again. Now that I’ve had a taste of her, I fear this new need may be insatiable.