Page 26 of Rockstar Retreat

“Be good, Jerrik, or I stop.” I was only teasing but he sat back and tried to look contrite. I continued to dance, pulling one foot up to place it beside his hip and pulled his head forward to let him kiss my thigh. I pushed him back when he moved to go higher.

Sinking and twisting I pushed my panties down, letting them dangle from my toe before those flew away too. I moved close, letting my breasts press down his face before I moved away, my hand behind my back to undo my bra. I let it slide away slowly as the song neared the final chords, then stood before him proudly naked.

“You’re so beautiful like this, Sharon,” he whispered.

“Flatterer,” I retorted, though I was pleased.

His hands returned to my hips and slid slowly up my waist, then circled around to my stomach and slid higher to cup my breasts. He squeezed them gently, and I covered his hands with mine, pressing them harder, squeezing a little tighter, enough to make me moan. I moved our hands in a circular rhythm so my nipples brushed against his palm, hardening as pleasurable sparks lit up in my body.

”How do you want to do this?” I murmured. “Fast or slow?”

Jerrik hummed, his eyes on my chest. “Either way is fine with me.”

“Then… how about slow, since we didn’t get time for that before?”

His eyes rose up to meet mine, an eyebrow arched. “Maybe not too slow, though,” he teased, moving one arm from my breast to tug me closer by the waist.

With me standing and him seated, we were at the perfect height for him to bury his face in my chest, and he proceeded to do so. I brushed my hands through his hair. Maybe I was making another mistake. But, I wanted to, and really, I thought we both needed the distraction.

Besides, now that I had decided to go down this road, I might as well do as I pleased. If the boss found out I’d disobeyed orders, I’d be in trouble, but just right then, I didn’t care.

Jerrik took one of my breasts in his hand and pulled it to his mouth. A quick swipe had me sucking air as pleasure bolted straight down between my thighs. Immediately, he circled it with his mouth, and I moaned as I arched into it. He rolled my nipple with his tongue, then tugged lightly on it with his lips. His other hand cupped my other breast, pushing both until they were under my breasts, pushing them up and out. With a last kiss on my nipple, he placed his hands on my waist and pulled back to look at me.

It was probably for the best that he’d said we wouldn’t be moving too slow. He hadn't done much, and already I felt ready to burst. I had a feeling, if he took his time, he could drive me crazy while having fun the entire time.

“Hang on,” I said breathlessly, pushing lightly on his shoulders. He kept one of his hands on my breast as he pulled back to look at me. “Tell me you have another condom, Jerrik.”

He grinned. “What do you take me for? Of course, I do.”

I would have scoffed any other time.

“Strip and get on the bed,” I said, giving commands of my own. “Tell me where to get the condom.”

His eyebrows shot up at my order, but he stood up and pulled off his tank top, revealing his firm, tattooed chest. At some point, when we weren’t both so impatient to get to the main event, I would get him to lie back for me so I could map out his tattoos with my mouth and hands. I never thought of getting one myself, and I had never dated anyone with tattoos, but on him, they looked beautiful.

Jerrik noticed me looking, and he smirked, the same smug look he’d had on the last time we got naked and dirty together. I rolled my eyes at him.

“I’m sure you know you’re hot, Jerrik, so get undressed, please. And the condom.”

He shrugged. “Okay, so, since our day at the beach, I’ve been keeping them in the nightstand.”

He let his pants drop, followed by his briefs, his hard cock free and moving in the air as he kicked both aside and moved to lie back on the bed. He lay himself down like he was putting himself on display, folding his arms under his head and raising one knee, his other lay a little to the side, so I had a clear view of his very impressive endowments.

Before, at the beach, I had been the one in his position. I wanted time to just look, but I reminded myself I was technically still on the clock.

I went to the nightstand and tugged the drawer open, my eyebrows shooting up as I pulled out a long strip of condoms.

“Exactly what was in your mind when you packed for your trip here?” I asked, turning to him with the condoms held up.

He didn’t even have the grace to be ashamed, smirking again. “I was thinking I would look for a few distractions.”

“And just how many did you find?” I asked, a hint of jealousy in my voice.

He chuckled, the low, husky sound making my body shiver. “Besides the smoking and the drinking, and all the other shit I have to do while I’m here like those stupid sessions? It’s only you.”

That pleased me a lot more than I would have thought.

I dropped the condoms on top of the nightstand, ripping one from the strip and crawling onto the bed.