Shifting a minute amount, he plunged two fingers deep into my core and pumped twice. “You’re fucking soaked for me, slut. Are you a dirty girl? Do you get off on being fucked by rock stars?” Pulling his fingers out, he ran the silky wetness around my clit, drew slow circles, and then repeated the act again and again.
“Only you,” I moaned into his touch. The rough pads of his fingers were a sharp contrast to my silky heat, making me want more. Grinding down on his fingers, he pulled his hand away and slapped my ass. Hard.
“Remember, this is my show. Now be a good girl and get on your knees for me. I want to paint your pretty lips with my come.”
Doing as he asked, I kneeled before him. Placing my hands on his thick thighs, I opened my mouth and ran my tongue up and then down his shaft before I took him all the way in and down my throat. The hair on his thighs pricked my breasts, turning me on all the more.
“You’re the perfect little slut, aren’t you?” he groaned, deep in his throat. The tips of his fingers gripped the sides of my head as he fucked my mouth without reprieve. My core pulsed with want. Sliding one hand down his leg, I went to relieve myself when he slapped it away. “Did I give you permission to touch yourself? I’m the only one who’s going to bring you pleasure tonight.”
Angry, he thrust into my mouth faster and harder. Without warning, he shot his hot load down my throat and filled my mouth as he pulled out and let one last shot go off down my neck and chest.
“Back on your feet,” he demanded.
I’d never had a man be so demanding in the bedroom, and it was strangely exhilarating. I couldn’t help but want more.
The moment I got to my feet, Walker went down on his own knees and threw one of my legs over his shoulder. One lick of his smooth tongue, and I was seconds away from detonating. Slipping two fingers in my slick channel, he thrust them with deep strokes and curled them on the way out, hitting me in the right spot, nearly making my leg go out from underneath me. Walker wrapped an arm around my waist to keep me steady as he removed his now lubed fingers and ran them around my hole. He let one tip start to slide in but halted his movements.
Stopping his ministrations, he lifted his head and asked. “Have you ever had a man here?”
“Never.” I barely got the word out before his finger was inside of me, and he was fucking me in the ass while his tongue swirled around my clit and then sucked it hard into his mouth.
My entire body clenched and shook as pleasure shot through me, making me barely able to hold on to reality. My fingers threaded through his thick black hair and held on for dear life as he kept fucking me with his fingers and tongue. Throwing my head back, I screamed his name over and over again until my throat was hoarse.
Once my orgasm had subsided, he rubbed the rough pad of his thumb over my overly sensitive nub, and I whimpered out his name.
He let out a low chuckle as he stood to his full height and moved into me. The sound of a condom wrapper crinkled, and then he was backing me into the door. “Turn around and assume the position.”
My legs wobbled as I turned on my heels. “I’m not sure I can stand after that. Can we use the bed?”
“Sorry, I don’t let groupie sluts in my bed.” He ran the tip of his cock through my wet folds and leaned in. “You can leave if you don’t want this.”
Reaching around, I placed him at my entrance and pushed back until I took in every inch of him. If I hadn’t been so wet, I would have been full and stretched almost to the point of pain.
“That’s what I thought,” he said darkly.
Banding one arm around my middle, Walker held me upright as he fucked me hard. I knew I’d be sore for a week once we were done, but I didn’t care. It was worth it.
His other hand went to my throat and turned my head so he could lick along my face as he pumped into me fast and hard. With each brutal thrust, a moan slipped from my lips as I pushed back into his long and thick cock.
I panted with my arms thrown against the door to hold myself up as Walker tightened his hold on my throat. My walls started to pulse.
“Not yet. You don’t get to come until I say.”
Luckily, I could feel him swell inside me and knew he wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.
The arm around my waist loosened, and his hand moved between my legs. “Let go now,” he ordered as he pinched my clit.
My body ignited, falling back against his slick chest. My arm went around his neck and held on as stars lit up my vision in the otherwise dark room.
When I finally came down, Walker had me in his arms. I nuzzled into his neck as my eyelids started to droop from all the amazing sex.
He kissed my temple as he laid me down and wrapped me in his arms. Our bodies molded together as we tangled our limbs.
“That was fun. I like it when we play,” I said, letting my eyes slowly close.
“It was our best one yet.” He pulled me in tighter to his body.
Kissing the side of his neck, I murmured. “I love you.”
“I love you, too. Happy anniversary, baby,” he murmured in my ear. “I can’t wait to see what you come up with next year.”
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acknowledgments
My family- your support means so much. Thank you for all of your encouragement and giving me the time to do what makes me happy.
To my girls: QB Tyler , Carmel Rhodes, Kelsey Cheyenne, Erica Marselas. I love each and every one of you. Thank you for all of your support.
Amanda: Thank you for talking me through when I didn’t know where this story would go and being my cheerleader.
Thank you Bex for making my story into a book.
To all my author friends, you know who you are. Thank you for accepting me and making me feel welcome in this amazing community.
Lovers thank you for always being there day or night in my group.
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about harlow
Indie Author. Romance Writer. Reader. Mom. Wife. Dog Lover. Addicted to all things Happily Ever After and Amazon.
Harlow Layne is a hopeless romantic who writes sweet and sexy alpha males who will make you swoon.
Harlow wrote fanfiction for years before she decided to try her hand at a story that had been swimming in her head for years.
When Harlow's not writing you'll find her online shopping on Amazon, Facebook, or Instagram, reading, or hanging out with her family and two dogs.