Page 49 of Dirty Rocker


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“God, how I love you.” He tossed the condom on the floor. “Might not happen the first time, anyway.” He grinned wolfishly. “But we can keep trying…”

“I love you so much,” I breathed. “Please, fuck me. Fuck me deep. Then come inside me so I know that I’m yours.”

“You are mine, baby.”

“I want this. Please,” I begged again.

His gaze smoldered as he started to ease into me. I tensed…I couldn’t help it. He kissed my mouth. “Relax, sweetheart.”

I took a slow breath, released it, and took another. I felt him get half-way inside, and I steeled myself to endure agony, but it wasn’t anything like as bad as I’d expected. He penetrated me little by little, kissing me in between each forward push. It hurt, but it was a different kind of hurt than our previous attempts. My muscle had never been so relaxed as it stretched to accommodate his thickness, and I felt a pleasurable ache which gradually morphed into something else entirely.

“Blue bird sings and the white dove flies, when I know you are nearby,” he sang the words of his song in my ear and I softened for him even more.

I clutched his shoulders, whimpering softly and cradling him, my body moving with the same rhythm as his…until any vestige of discomfort was replaced by the incredibly erotic, delicious feeling of having him fill me. Rolling my hips, I purred into his ear as he drove faster into me, bracing himself on his hands.

Instinctively, I looped my legs around his waist and pulled him deeper. “Fuck me, honey. Fuck me hard.”

“You give me all I could ever want,” he sang as he started to thrust. I knew he was close. I dug my fingers into the flesh of his back, feeling my own climax rise from my core. I came with an intensity I’d never experienced, the waves of ecstasy rippling, then I clung to him as he kissed me fiercely and emptied himself inside me.

We held onto each other for a long moment, kissing, before he rolled off me. We turned toward each other, and our foreheads touched as we gazed into each other’s eyes.

“I never thought it could be like that,” I whispered, tears of happiness trickling down my cheeks. “I’m a normal woman now. It feels amazing.”

He captured a tear with his thumb and brought it to his lips. “YOU are amazing. I’m so chuffed to have shared this journey with you.”

“I couldn’t have done it on my own. You’ve been so patient with me. Shown you are a caring man beneath your dirty rocker exterior.”

He placed his finger on my mouth. “Shush. Don’t tell anyone. I need to keep my reputation intact in front of the world.”

I trailed kisses down his face. “I know the real you, and it feels kinda good to keep you to myself.”

He pulled me into him and cupped my ass. “Ready for round two?” He slipped a finger into me from behind. And I wanted him. I wanted him again with a need that took me by surprise. “Oh, yes…”

He lifted me on top, and I straddled him, moving slowly, letting him enter me gradually as I lowered myself onto him. Ah, mmm…

I rode him, his length sliding inside me. Jesus, this is hot. I bent my head for a kiss, and our tongues danced together as our mouths meshed and my nipples pushed against his rock-hard chest. I stroked his face. My lips pulled at the soft skin of his neck and I gave him light kisses behind the ear.

Arching my spine, I closed my eyes, and threw my head back. I squirmed and grunted and rode him. Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes. I felt him reach a dead end inside me, and it ached, oh, God, it ached, but it was such a nice ache I freaking loved it.

A low growl escaped his throat. “Fuck, sweetheart, if you carry on like this, I’m gonna come.”

“Yes, come for me, honey. I want you to come.” And he did. I so loved watching him climax, loved seeing the pleasure on his face as he ejaculated.

Everything drew up tight inside me, and I let out a squeal, my pussy throbbing. This second orgasm was less intense than the first, but it went on for longer, fluttering inside me. I collapsed on top of him, our skin hot and sweaty, and I felt his fingers brush gently through my hair as I pressed a kiss to his mouth. I caressed his face, my fingers trailing across the dark stubble above his cupid lip. “You’re so beautiful,” I said, pressing my cheek against his, “so beautiful when you come.”

He angled his head and a smile spread over his face. “As are you, love. As are you.”

We lay together, kissing, smoothing each other’s body. “I love that you sang lines from your song for me while we were fucking.” I chewed at my lip. “I’d so love you to play it for Axel.” I decided to come clean. “Erm, I kinda let on that you might have been writing…”

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