“I want a shower,” Abby said. “No offense. But I just need to…”
“You need to wash the night off, huh?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said.
“You know where the bedroom and the bathroom is, honey,” I said.
“Yeah, I do,” Abby said.
She looked down at her coffee mug.
Then back at me.
But only for a second.
Then she jumped up and walked away.
I nodded.
I knew that look.
Abby was fucking horny again.
I lifted Abby’s right leg into the air so I could fuck her harder.
She was almost sideways against the water, her hands flat against the stone wall, her head back, the shower water blasting against her tits as they bounced while I fucked her.
She let out groan after groan and I couldn’t get enough of the sound.
That along with the sound of my wet body slamming against her wet body.
I squeezed her inner thigh a little too hard and she jumped forward.
She let out an ah-ha type of laugh and groan.
I let her go and she put her foot down but her knees buckled.
Her nails scratched against the wall as she looked back at me.
“Oh, fuck, honey, you’re starting to come,” I said.
She nodded.
I grabbed her hips and spun her around, putting her back against the stone wall.
I put my hand between her legs and felt the warm, throbbing gush against my palm.
Her knees bent again.
I grabbed her ass with my left hand and slid my right fingers down her clit.
She jerked her hips and cried out.
I thrust two fingers into her sweet pussy and moved as fast as I could.
Abby grabbed my forearm but didn’t stop me.
Her hands hit the wall again, then hit me. Then hit the wall. Then hit me.
Back and forth, her tits jumping all around, her body bouncing, her sweet honey pouring out of her slit.
I finally stopped, leaving her hips rocking so I could watch her for a second.
Then she nestled my cock between her thighs and gently rubbed it against her slit.
She jumped up and clawed at the back of my arms.
“Come here, honey,” I said.
My shower was fucking huge.
I backed us up out of the water but not too far though. I didn’t want anyone to get cold.
I pulled her down to the floor.
I sat first and I positioned her right over me.
Abby looked at me, gasping for a breath.
“Now it’s your turn, honey,” I said. “Make me come.”
She bit her lip and grabbed my shoulders.
My cock was standing tall and hard. No need to touch it to guide it.
It knew right where it wanted to be.
Abby lowered herself down on top of me.
As her pussy overtook the head of my cock, I sucked in a breath.
There was a sudden jolt in my balls to blow my load but I had to hold that back.
She made it halfway down my shaft before stopping. She put her head back and let out a groan.
Her body pulsed against me.
I slapped my hands to her ass and gripped tight.
I pulled at her and she let out a loud cry.
“Let’s go, honey,” I said. “Time to fuck this rock star.”
She looked at me again and had rage in her eyes.
Beautiful rage.
She inched toward me but didn’t kiss me.
She arched her back and ass just the right way.
Then she began to fuck me.
Taking my rock star cock over and over.
I let her handle it herself for a little bit.
She was goddamn good.
Just like I remembered.
I lifted myself up and started to match her thrusts.
It took only ten fucking pumps before her nails dug deeper into my skin.
My hands ran up her back and I pulled her closer to me.
My mouth craved her tits.
I took my time suckling each breast.
I brought my hands around to her chest and pressed her tits together.
Abby slammed down on my cock and held there as she cried out…
She was coming again.
And me… there was no controlling it now.
I buried my face into her tits as my cock buried itself into her pussy.
Abby and I came at the same time, as I held her close.
She rocked her hips against me.
I kissed up her chest and she looked down at me.
Our lips brushed together a few times, flirting for another kiss.
Abby then pulled away.
She quickly stood up, taking her beautiful body away from me.
She stepped into the shower water and I just sat there on the floor of my shower, staring at her ass. At her back. At her hair.
Then I looked down at my dick.
It was still throbbing.
Still leaking.
I shook my head.
What the fuck am I doing to myself here?
I met Abby at the bedroom door.
She was in the same jeans from last night. Her shirt though, was mine.
And fuck did she know how to wear it.
The shirt was oversized so she tied the bottom into a knot just off to her side.
It fit her so goddamn well.
The neck was wider than she was used to, so she pulled it to one side.
“So, what’s next?” Abby asked.
“You go home,” I said with a wink.
“Funny. I mean with the song.”
“What about it?”
“How is this going work?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “I don’t really care. I know my place in everything.”
“Oh, so I have to have a place then?”
“Everyone has a place, honey,” I said. “Want to see the recording studio?”
“Sure,” she said.
There was a calmness between Abby and I.
I hadn’t experienced anything like that in a long time.
See what happens after some great sex? Everyone is calm. That’s what the world needs. A good fuck.
We walked down the hallway and kept apart.
No need to have any signals get crossed.
I wasn’t going to touch her back or her hand.
If anything, I wanted to grab her ass.
I wanted to strip her out of her jeans and push her up against the wall and fuck her again.
I walked her across the property to the recording studio.
I paused.
“What?” she asked.
“I don’t do this. This place is sacred to me.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning this is a big deal.”
“Meaning?”
“I don’t just let anyone in here, Abby.”
“Meaning?” she asked for the third time.
“Meaning I don’t know. I just wanted to tell you that.”
“You know what you could tell me, Reed?”
“What?”
“Why did you leave me on the side of the road that night?”
The question was like a knife to my gut.
I stepped back and curled my lip. “You really want to go there now?”
“Why not?”
“You really think you’re some victim in everything, don’t you?”
“It’s going to come up at some point, Reed. So let’s just face it.”
“Face what?” I asked.
“You threw me out of the tour bus and left me,” she said. “I had basically nothing. You have no idea what my life has been like… and is like right now… and you don’t want to talk about that?”