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She pushed him across the hall, through a door, and into a party supply room. She flicked on the light, turned the lock, and shut the door behind them. Chairs, tables, and boxes lined the room. A stray disco ball poked out from one of the boxes.

Aiden shoved her against a wall and buried his face against her neck.

He inhaled and pressed his hard body along hers. “I need you,” he murmured, kissing her throat and grinding against her.

“I need you, too. I’m yours. Have me.”

“Yes,” he murmured. His hands went to the closure of her pants and undid them. His lips found hers.

She whimpered against his lips as she undid his jeans and shoved them down. His boxers held him in place but she could feel his hard length pressing against her through the fabric.

He shoved down her leather pants, cupped his hand around her stomach, and spun her. He pulled her bottom back against him. Her cheek and upper body pressed to the wall, her lower body rubbed his cock.

She moved her arms up to the wall to cushion her face, just as he released his cock from his boxers and teased it through her wetness.

She moaned as he dropped to his knees and his tongue found her from behind. He lapped her clit and fucked her roughly with his tongue. His movements turned her on so much, she felt her wetness flood as he flicked his tongue against her clit.

He stood and kissed her, distracting her by making love to her mouth as he slowly slid his cock inside her from behind. He devoured her mouth over her shoulder and rocked his hips against her, slowly sliding in and out.

“I love you,” he murmured against her lips. Her erotic taste moved in and out of her mouth along with him.

“I love you, too. Take me,” she murmured back.

He broke the kiss, shoved a hand into her hair, and drove into her.

He tugged her hair, pulling her head back, and fucked her.

“You look gorgeous on that stage. Thousands of people cheering for you. But I’m the only one who gets to do this to you.” He pounded into her. “I’m the only one who gets to fuck you.” He pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Spill my seed in you.” A kiss to the back of her neck. “Have a life with you.”

“Oh god, yes, fuck me,” she bit out. “Do whatever you want with me.”

He adjusted the thrusts to be slow but rough, pulling a low moan from her. He slid as deep as he could go inside her then rocked his hips to go just a bit deeper. His slow, deep thrusts felt wonderful and quickly held her at the edge.

“God, Aiden, that’s perfect,” she moaned.

“I could stay inside you forever,” he groaned, his lips tickling her ear.

His hand went around to her front and stroked her to climax, her body clenched around him as he came as deep inside her as he could go. He stayed still behind her.

“You feel perfect, Pixie.” He peppered kisses to her hair, her face, and her neck, as he held the rest of their bodies still, spilling the last of his come inside her. He kissed her deeply, showing her how much he loved her.

Soon, he broke the deep kiss and pressed a quick one to her lips as he pulled out of her. He ducked down to grab her pants and pull them up. He closed their clasp with a kiss before he grabbed his own and adjusted them into place.

Bex turned to face him. He had a content look on his face and smiled at her.

“I missed you,” he said and kissed her.

He pressed her against the wall and kissed her for what seemed like forever, just kisses and little touches showing his appreciation. She could do this with him forever.

“Bex!” she heard one of the roadies shouting in the hallway.

Reluctantly, she broke the kisses.

“It must be time for the bus to leave,” she murmured.

“Of course it is.” His eyes flicked to her lips. He groaned and kissed her again. “I love you.”

She smiled. “I love you, too.”

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