Romance: Rockstar Romance: Rock My World (A Bad Boy Rock Star and a College Girl Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Second Chance Romance) Read Online Free
hands cupped my chin and pulled me in closer.
I was like an animal possessed. Things happened so fast it was hard to keep up. We both stood and started stripping our clothes off, as though trying to break through a barrier that we no longer needed.
Ray tripped over his pants as he waddled towards his bed. I jumped on the springy mattress in my underwear, laughing as I bounced. He finally managed to get back to his feet and kick off the remains of his pants and hop on the bed.
Not everyone would get to spend the night with a rock icon, and I was one of the lucky few. He draped himself over me, and we returned to kissing. My mind was going wild with delight as he massaged my head.
He tore off my tiny white panties with his other hand, leaving me exposed on his bed. Then he lowered his head and suckled on my perky nipples. The swirling he did with his tongue sent sparks of electricity through my entire body. He then started massaging my dripping wet sex with his free hand; tiny circles that made my curl my toes with delight.
I squirmed under his combined technique, and it only fueled his passions towards me. I reached down and pulled his rock hard member from his underwear. He was just the right size for me. I couldn’t bear to wait any long.
I playfully tugged him over on top of me. He stripped off what remained of his underwear and began playing with my slit with his throbbing manhood.
I giggled as he continued to tease me. Then the rush of excitement came when he began to thrust into me. He was so eager that it almost happened too fast. I yelped in surprise, but he just ravenously returned his lips to mine.
As he pulled himself into me, I dug my hand into the small of his back. This only seemed to make him want more. I pulled on his hair with my free hand while he started working his hips around.
I was in ecstasy. He started drilling me into the bed. I liked it a little rough, and he knew just where to hit. I moaned at times and laughed at others. I was enjoying each second to its maximum.
I didn’t want it to end, but I could already feel an orgasm starting to build deep inside me. The pleasure built and my hips bucked. I couldn’t feel anything except this one moment.
Then the sweet release took hold of me, and I tensed up. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t find my voice. I buried my face in his chest and gritted my teeth as the powerful orgasm took hold.
Then I collapsed on the bed in a pool of sweat and satisfaction. I could barely feel my legs, and my head was a little dizzy. Ray collapsed on top of me, adding sweet kisses to each bead of sweat on my chest.
“People are going to start showing up soon,” he said.
“Let ‘em wait,” I replied.
“I would, but then how would I pay my bills?” he asked with a silly boyish smile.
“Should I go?” I asked.
“Of course not,” he replied, “you’re my honored guest, and if anyone gives you any crap, they’ll have to answer to me.”
“Thanks, Ray,” I said.
Just then the doorbell rang; I didn’t even know he had a door.
“That would be the first batch. Prepare for a bunch of fake people,” he said, doing his best to plaster a smile across his face.
I dressed in a hurry; as did Ray. We both laughed at the circumstance we were in. The doorbell rang again.
“Just a second,” he shouted, with what little good shouting would do.
He shuffled over to the elevator door while buttoning his shirt. I was too busy hoping nobody would notice the smell of sex in the air. I threw the blankets over our afternoon’s fun and slipped my shoes back on.
Ray pushed a button by the elevator and within a minute the doors opened, and a group of eight stepped into the apartment brandishing wine and various gifts. Ray took the gifts and set them on the kitchen table.
“Hey everyone, if I can get your attention for a second, this is Lauren. She’s a fantastic artist
I was like an animal possessed. Things happened so fast it was hard to keep up. We both stood and started stripping our clothes off, as though trying to break through a barrier that we no longer needed.
Ray tripped over his pants as he waddled towards his bed. I jumped on the springy mattress in my underwear, laughing as I bounced. He finally managed to get back to his feet and kick off the remains of his pants and hop on the bed.
Not everyone would get to spend the night with a rock icon, and I was one of the lucky few. He draped himself over me, and we returned to kissing. My mind was going wild with delight as he massaged my head.
He tore off my tiny white panties with his other hand, leaving me exposed on his bed. Then he lowered his head and suckled on my perky nipples. The swirling he did with his tongue sent sparks of electricity through my entire body. He then started massaging my dripping wet sex with his free hand; tiny circles that made my curl my toes with delight.
I squirmed under his combined technique, and it only fueled his passions towards me. I reached down and pulled his rock hard member from his underwear. He was just the right size for me. I couldn’t bear to wait any long.
I playfully tugged him over on top of me. He stripped off what remained of his underwear and began playing with my slit with his throbbing manhood.
I giggled as he continued to tease me. Then the rush of excitement came when he began to thrust into me. He was so eager that it almost happened too fast. I yelped in surprise, but he just ravenously returned his lips to mine.
As he pulled himself into me, I dug my hand into the small of his back. This only seemed to make him want more. I pulled on his hair with my free hand while he started working his hips around.
I was in ecstasy. He started drilling me into the bed. I liked it a little rough, and he knew just where to hit. I moaned at times and laughed at others. I was enjoying each second to its maximum.
I didn’t want it to end, but I could already feel an orgasm starting to build deep inside me. The pleasure built and my hips bucked. I couldn’t feel anything except this one moment.
Then the sweet release took hold of me, and I tensed up. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t find my voice. I buried my face in his chest and gritted my teeth as the powerful orgasm took hold.
Then I collapsed on the bed in a pool of sweat and satisfaction. I could barely feel my legs, and my head was a little dizzy. Ray collapsed on top of me, adding sweet kisses to each bead of sweat on my chest.
“People are going to start showing up soon,” he said.
“Let ‘em wait,” I replied.
“I would, but then how would I pay my bills?” he asked with a silly boyish smile.
“Should I go?” I asked.
“Of course not,” he replied, “you’re my honored guest, and if anyone gives you any crap, they’ll have to answer to me.”
“Thanks, Ray,” I said.
Just then the doorbell rang; I didn’t even know he had a door.
“That would be the first batch. Prepare for a bunch of fake people,” he said, doing his best to plaster a smile across his face.
I dressed in a hurry; as did Ray. We both laughed at the circumstance we were in. The doorbell rang again.
“Just a second,” he shouted, with what little good shouting would do.
He shuffled over to the elevator door while buttoning his shirt. I was too busy hoping nobody would notice the smell of sex in the air. I threw the blankets over our afternoon’s fun and slipped my shoes back on.
Ray pushed a button by the elevator and within a minute the doors opened, and a group of eight stepped into the apartment brandishing wine and various gifts. Ray took the gifts and set them on the kitchen table.
“Hey everyone, if I can get your attention for a second, this is Lauren. She’s a fantastic artist
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