Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Ross

Despite the fact that I know Pete can handle loadout, and the distraction of having a beautiful woman in my lap, I’m still a little worried. The band relies on me, and pays me a lot of money, to make sure that everything runs smoothly. That’s my job. And I can’t help but feel a little guilty.

Well, until Wynter wiggles against my groin and my cock immediately takes notice. I wrap an arm around her waist and tug her closer so I can kiss her.

“I need a shower,” I whisper against her lips.

“That sounds like fun,” she whispers back.

My cock twitches again.

There’s laughter and conversation going on around us, but now I’m completely focused on Wynter.

Her firm, round ass.

The sweetness of her lips.

The incredible view of her cleavage.

Fuck, but I want to undress her slowly and purposefully. Her luscious body is mine for the taking tonight, and I can’t remember the last time I was this aroused just from a woman sitting on my lap.

However, there is one small piece of business before we retire for the evening.

“Remember, guys, bus leaves at nine tomorrow. And we can’t be late getting to Vegas in time for sound check.”

Everyone acknowledges what I just said, and we make our way en masse to the elevators.

“Your place or mine?” I ask her when we get to our floor.

“If we’re going to shower, I’ll need clean clothes.”

I chuckle. “Not until morning, you won’t.”

Her eyes twinkle with amusement. “Promises, promises.”

“Let me just grab a few things real quick, and I’ll be right over,” I say.

“I’ll be waiting,” she calls over her shoulder as she pulls out her keycard.

I grab a set of clean clothes and my toiletry bag, along with my phone charger, and then head over to her room. She opens the door as soon as I knock, and I let my gaze rake over her possessively.

“You’re beautiful,” I say, in a voice that comes out more hoarsely than I anticipated.

“Thank you.”

I walk over to her and look down into her pretty face. “Are you sure about this, Wynter?”

Her response is to lift onto her toes and press her sweet lips to mine.

Our mouths move together hungrily. I slide my tongue against hers and she practically melts into me.

I want nothing more than to scoop her up, throw her on the bed, and devour her.

But I’m acutely aware of how hard I worked today, and how much I sweat when I’m on stage.

I reluctantly pull away, though my arms are still wrapped around her tightly. “Babe. I must smell disgusting.”

Her response is a throaty chuckle. “You smell raw and masculine and… sexy. In fact, you smell exactly the way a man who’s about to fuck me should smell.”

I’m so hard right now it hurts.

“Strip for me, Wynter.”

I don’t know if it comes across as a request or a command, but she gives me a devilish little smile and ever so slowly pulls the bow out of the laces of her corset.

The sides come apart slowly, giving me a better view of her breasts.

As much as I want to reach out and hurry the process along, I’m willing to wait this first time.

It feels like I’ve waited an eternity to see her naked, even though I never really thought about her like this until yesterday.

She reaches behind her and unzips her leather skirt, and it slowly drifts down her legs, settling at her feet.

She steps out of it, eyes meeting mine. “I might need a little help with the top,” she whispers.

I approach slowly, my eyes never leaving hers, and she raises her arms. Despite unlacing it, the top is still snug, and it takes me a few seconds to tug it over her head.

Then I just stand there and stare for a beat.

She’s not wearing anything except a pair of black lace panties and heels. And the view is spectacular.

I reach for her but she takes a step back, giving me that same devilish smile.

“Your turn,” she says.

I’m still wearing the borrowed leather vest, so that comes off first. Then I kick off my Chucks.

“You wearing boxers?” she asks playfully.

“I guess you’re about to find out,” I reply, slowly unzipping my jeans.

“Let me do that,” she says, dropping to her knees in front of me. She pauses to nuzzle my crotch for a moment and then puts her hands on the denim waistband and slowly pulls it down.

“Boxer briefs for the win,” she says, licking her lips.

“Babe.” My fingers find their way into her hair and gently tug. “Let’s do this in the shower.”

“I want to suck your dick, not get waterboarded.”

I snort out a laugh. “Then by all means, have at it.”

Who am I to say no to—holy fuck. She just all but swallowed my dick.

And it feels fucking amazing.

Her mouth is warm and wet. And whatever she’s doing with her tongue…

She pulls back a little and nibbles the head, doing that thing with her tongue again that’s driving me wild.

“Jesus, babe.” My hips start to move, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth with every thrust.

Staring down at her, eyes closed, beautiful lips stretched around my cock, it might be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. She reaches out a hand and gently squeezes my balls, adding yet another layer of pleasure.

“Fuck, Wynter. I’m really close.” She squeezes my balls a little harder and sucks me even deeper. Another inch or so and I’ll be hitting the back of her throat.

“You okay?” I ask, gripping a fistful of her hair.

“Mmmhm.”

That’s all I need to hear. I pick up speed, and then thrust deep, bottoming out. My dick has to be halfway down her throat at this point, and the tingle racing down my spine tells me what’s about to happen.

“Just like that, babe.” My grip on her hair tightens as I shoot. The roar that leaves me is guttural, coming from deep in my chest. Christ, she could teach a master class in giving head. It takes a few seconds for me to get my wits about me, and then I pull free of her mouth.

I release her hair and gently tug her into a standing position.

“You know how to make a guy feel good,” I say, running my hands over her breasts.

“Well, you put on a hell of a show tonight, so I figured you deserved a reward.”

“Go warm up the shower,” I say, lightly slapping one of her ass cheeks. “I’m gonna go get some condoms.”

She smiles and kicks off her shoes before sashaying into the bathroom. She’s still wearing those tiny black panties, but they give me an incredible view of her ass. As far as I’m concerned, she’s absolutely perfect. Great ass, long legs, and two perfect handfuls for tits.

She has a body made for loving, and that’s exactly what I’m about to do.

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