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“I wouldn’t dare.” Taking the chocolate from me, he popped a few into his mouth. “Want some?” Why did he make it sound so dirty? It waschocolate.
“I’m good, thanks.”
“Oh, we can do that game! Do you remember that commercial‘It’s the lighter way to enjoy chocolate’?” I did, but I acted dumb to tease him. “You know, when they put it on their lips and had to blow to keep it airborne. I used to do that all the time as a kid. I could keep a Malteaser in the air for almost thirty seconds.”
“You had a very sad childhood ifthatwas your entertainment.”
“You must remember those commercials!” He put a Malteaser to his lips and began to gently blow on it. I had to admit, he was pretty good at it. He kept it in the air for almost twenty seconds. “You try.”
I knew I’d be terrible, but I still tried it. I lasted for a few seconds before going into a fit of laughter. “This is what you do all night when you’re alone, isn’t it?” I couldn’t stop laughing.
“It could become a sport one day,” he joked, taking another chocolate to his lips.
“What about doing it when you're distracted?” I purred, running my fingertips down his sternum.
“I’ve never tried that.”
“Just don’t choke on your chocolate,” I smirked, moving to run my tongue over his crucifix tattoo near his heart. I’d never been this brave with him before, but I’d been dying to explore his body with my tongue. The fact that we’d been fucking for hours and were covered in sweat only made it more exciting. This was the way he’d always looked when I’d seen him on stage. I wanted to run my tongue everywhere.
“Fuck, that depends where you’re heading with that tongue of yours.”
“Wouldn’t you like to know? Start blowing,” I grinned, moving lower.
“Ungh…shouldn’t I be telling you that?” he groaned, throwing his head back as I twirled my tongue around his belly button. I was driving him crazy and that spurred me on. I dragged my tongue lower, nipping at the sexy ‘V’ indents near his hips. His breath hitched. Looking up, I noticed he wasn’t paying attention to the chocolate anymore.
“You’re meant to be blowing chocolate.” Fluttering my eyelashes at him, I looked at him innocently.
“Fuck that! I want to watch you suck my cock.” Usually, I’d blush at words like that, but he was making me more confident. He made me feel sexy.
“What? You mean this?” Taking his cock in my hand, I ran my fingertips from his base to his tip.
“Straight Lace, don’t fucking tease! It’s not nice.”
“Maybe I’m not nice.” I ran my thumb over his tip, twirling the moisture that had already formed there.
“Put my cock in your mouth right now or I’ll do it for you!” It was an order. I couldn’t help but giggle at the desperation in his voice. Was it wrong that I liked the idea of him fucking my mouth? What did that say about me?You’re a whore, White!
Letting him finally have his way, I took his cock in my mouth. I wasn’t one of those super women that could deep throat, though. Swirling my tongue around his tip, I used my hands to pump him. He tasted of sex, the both of us combined. Moaning in satisfaction, I picked up the pace. His eyes hardly left mine as I worked him over. A mixture of awe and pleasure covered his face. It didn’t take too long until I felt him begin to twitch.
“Fuck…shit…fuck. Nat, I’m gonna cum!” He threw his head back, gripping my hair to hold me in place. It looked like I’d have no choice but to swallow, not that I minded. I’d always wondered if rock star semen had some special power. Oh God, I’d gone crazy. What was I thinking?
He came hot and fast down the back of my throat. It didn’t taste bad, but it wasn’t great, either.You’ve just suckedAlex Harbourdry! Who gives a fuck how he tasted?
“Fuck, Straight Lace! Fuck!” He had his arms over his face, his chest heaving up and down. “I want your mouth on meevery fucking day!”
“That can be arranged,” I giggled, kissing my way up his chest and cuddling up next to him. After our long sex marathon, we both fell asleep within minutes.
I should have been happy spending time with my parents in San Francisco, but I wasn’t. Alex had flown me up first class to spend a few days with them. The cruise had anchored there for three days, so we’d checked into a hotel.
We spent the days sightseeing, looking at antique shops and catching up. The problem with my parents was that they could read me like a book.
“You seem very distracted, Natty,” my father mused, looking over his newspaper at breakfast. “Is everything okay?”
“It’s difficult to switch off from my job. It’s been nonstop since I started.”
He looked over at my mother, giving her a wide smile. “Can you believe that our little girl is the PA for the biggest rock star in the world? We’re so proud of you, Sweetheart.”
“Thank you, Daddy.” Taking another piece of toast, I turned to my mother. “Are we going to have a spa session today before you head back to the cruise ship?”
