Page 33 of Dirty Rocker


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“I downloaded a book. Read it on the plane earlier. The personal account of someone with your condition.”

His expression was so open, he deserved my honesty. “I’ve tried to finger myself, but I couldn’t get past the tight wall of muscle. Thankfully, female orgasms originate in the clitoris.” My blush deepened. “I want you inside me, though. I want it so bad…”

He wrapped his arms around me. “I wanna be inside you too, sweetheart. You’ve no idea how much. The book I read gives me some hope. But it’s you who will need to take control of your body and cure yourself.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Start by inserting your little finger. Then, gradually, over time, you can try stretching your entrance so you can take a second finger, and then, eventually, a third.”

He didn’t say anything about inserting his penis, and I was so freaking touched I was scared of disappointing him.

“What if it doesn’t work?”

“Your entrance is a muscle. Like athletes train their muscles, you can train yours. If at first you don’t succeed, don’t be too hard on yourself. You can always try again another time.”

I looked him in the eye. “I want to do it for you…”

He shook his head. “Don’t do it for me…do it for yourself.”

And now he did crawl between my legs, and his mouth was everywhere...on my lips, my jaw, my tits, my stomach and, finally, my pussy.

His hand reached up and he cupped my breasts, his fingers twisting my nipples.

Whimpering with pleasure, I rocked myself onto his face, but he pulled away.

“Touch yourself, baby.”

Oh, God. Could I do this? In front of him?

My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I slid my hand down my body and circled one finger around my clit.

Pierce had moved up the bed and had started focusing on my breasts, sucking on them so hard, the tingles travelled to my pussy.

I parted my lower lips with my hand, and sought the place no one had ever penetrated, not even myself. With gritted teeth, I pressed my pinkie to my entrance. Please, please open up. I gasped. For the first time ever, I’d encountered a small hole. Slowly, wincing at the slight discomfort, I carried on pressing. Maybe if I wriggled my finger around a little it would relax the muscle? Panting, I tried it, Pierce’s ministrations to my tits making me wetter and wetter.

“You are the owner of your body, sweetheart,” he broke off his sucking to say. “Remember you are doing this for you.”

His words were all the encouragement I needed. My finger slid into me, not all the way, but well past the tip. A lot more than I’d ever achieved. “I did it,” I murmured. Yes, it was painful, but nothing I couldn’t handle. Athletes suffered from muscle pain, I reminded myself.

Pierce swept his arms around me. “So proud of you. I know I keep saying that, but it’s true.”

“I’m proud of me as well.” I kissed his jaw. “It’s thanks to you I could do it. You helped me believe in myself.”

“Best not to rush this.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “Only there is one thing I’d still like us to try…”

“Oh?” I lifted my eyes to his.

“I haven’t done it since I was a teenager, but it worked brilliantly then.” He gave me a cocky smirk and smoothed the hair back from my face. “It’s bloody sexy. You’ll love it. But I’ll need to put on a condom as I’m gonna shoot my load in the vicinity of your pussy…that’s if you agree.”

He gave me that puppy dog look I couldn’t resist. “Okay,” I breathed.

With a whoop, he slid off the bed and went to his suitcase. He returned with a small foil packet, tore it open with his teeth, then fisted himself. My heart pounded as he unfurled the rubber over his shaft. “Relax, love. My dick will only go as far as the apex of your thighs.”

I nodded…my mouth had gone too dry to speak.

Carefully, he lowered his ripped body and covered me like a blanket. I felt him slide his fingers from my neck to the sides of my breasts. He kneaded them while he kissed me over and over again.

His dick twitched against my inner thigh. “Close your legs on me, baby. Squeeze tight.”

I did as he asked, and he angled his body, rocking against me, rolling his hips, his pelvis pressing down on my nub.

My eyes flickered. It was the most erotic experience of my life. I was lost to him…unable to control my whimpers.

He raised himself on an elbow and reached between us to rub at my clit. Biting pleasure rippled through me and I orgasmed crying out his name.

“Good girl.” He stared deeply into my eyes. “I love watching you come apart.”

“What about you?” I locked my gaze with his.

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