Rock Hard: Bad Boy Bandmates & Babies Series Jamie Knight (the best electronic book reader txt) 📖

It had been Varg’s idea to go stateside. Norway was too small, he’d argued, if we wanted to have a proper career, we needed to go to a bigger market. I didn’t argue at the time but wondered if we’d made the right choice.

Right up until we’d met Seth Black, anyway. If what he said was true, we would just be making music for the rest of our lives. There was also the beauty laying naked beside me to consider.

I remembered most of what happened, but it never hurt to have one’s memory jogged. Slowly lifting the blankets, I took in all that I could see. She was on her side with her back to me, but it was still more than enough. I moved in and breathed in her scent, a hand going over her hip to stroke her belly. It was like I was under some kind of spell.

I jerked back suddenly. It wasn’t right. She wasn’t awake, and while she might have been fine with it, I didn’t know that. She was basically a stranger to me, even if it didn’t feel that way.

“It’s okay,” she said, shifting slightly.

Taking my hand in hers, she moved my hand back to her soft skin. But rather than resting it on her stomach, where I had been, she dragged it up to her breast and hummed softly as I tenderly fondled her.

“You really like ‘em, huh?”

“Yes,” I admitted, seeing no reason to lie.

“Well, they’re all yours, to do what you want with, I mean.”

I turned her on to her back and did as I truly wanted, suckling each of her delicate nipples until she moaned in exquisite pleasure. I alternated between each breast, making sure each got the same amount of attention, making sure to stimulate the nipple not in my mouth at any given time with my fingers. Stephanie loved it, I could tell by her delighted moans, not to mention the sweet smell of her arousal wafting up as her excitement grew ever stronger.

“M-my pussy is yours too,” she managed between moans, “all of me is, please, help me feel as good as I did last night.”

That was clear enough. I slowly moved my mouth down between her breasts, kissing every inch of her warm skin on the way down to my final destination. Stephanie opened her legs in welcome as I approached. The scent of her excitement only added to my anticipation.

It likely wasn’t strictly necessary. She was already plenty wet, and could no doubt take me without the added licking, but we both enjoyed it, so why not? I couldn’t get enough of the taste of her.

“Fuck!” she moaned, as my tongue caressed her sweet, pink pussy.

I’d come to tell the difference between the cries of pleasure and distress. It could be different for every individual. Settling into a good rhythm, I licked and sucked on her clit until she was crying out in orgasm, her hips lifting from the bed as she wailed.

Stephanie fell back onto the bed as I planted tender kisses on her still trembling flesh, taking things lightly as she would likely still be sensitive so soon after cumming.

Kissing my way back up along her body, I made my way to her lips. Stephanie and I made out like horny teenagers. With a slight shift of her hips, she got her pussy lined up with my cock, as she gently stroked me.

“Already?” I asked.

I wasn’t in any way complaining, it was just surprising that she could recover that fast, at least to the point of being ready to fuck. She was unequivocal on the matter however, and within seconds I was inside her.

Stephanie’s breathing grew a little more rapid and labored with each thrust of my cock inside her. It wasn’t too deep. I knew I had to take it easy on her, my cock barely fitting in her tight pussy, but we got through it. I slid in as deep as she could comfortably take me before I started to pump. Slow at first, but then with increasing urgency.

I hadn’t really fucked her yet. Not a properly, not like I usually did, but I was trying to work her up to it, even though I had no reason to think I would see her again. No logical reason, in any case.

“You’re amazing,” she moaned, as I got up to a steady moderate rhythm. “That feels so fucking good.”

No matter what the circumstances of our meeting, or what the future held, I was glad to have met her. If nothing else, we would always have the experience of last night and the morning after.

I drove into her again and again, making her cum once, then twice before I started to feel the overwhelming pleasure drawing up in me. I tugged my cock out and Stephanie eagerly parted her lips so I could shoot my load between them.

She swallowed every last drop, and I realized I wasn’t sure what was hotter: watching her take it all or seeing some of it spill down her breasts and belly as it had the night before.

“Shit is that the time?’ Stephanie asked suddenly, looking over at the bedside clock.

“Appears to be,” I said, laying down beside her.

“Damn it! I’m so sorry, but you have to go, and I have to get to work.”

“Oh, right, it’s Monday.”

“Yeah, and I’m going to be late.”

“Not if I can help it.”

Working together, we got Stephanie ready for work in no time. I was a bit surprised how sleek and professional she looked in her business clothes. It seemed like she could look good in almost anything, though it did make me wonder what she did. She looked like she could be a lawyer, or some kind of