Rock Heart

by K. Webster

  Neve gasps and shoves Ryan backwards. “You wouldn’t dare!”

  And this is where my angel turns bad. I’ve never seen her lose her calm, but before I can stop her, she charges Neve and tackles her to the ground. She grabs a handful of Neve’s hair and yanks while Neve tries to fight back. Neve gets a fistful of her towel, but Ryan is undeterred and continues attacking her, naked. I finally snap out of it and hook an arm around Ryan, pulling her from Neve.

  “Get out. Now,” I growl at Neve in a tone that says I too am about two seconds from losing my cool.

  She has the decency to look intimidated while scrambling to her feet. Moments later, with the slam of a door, she’s gone. Ryan is still naked in my grip, her chest still heaving.

  “I hate that bitch,” she murmurs angrily.

  I kiss her bare shoulder. “Me too.”

  She turns in my arms and slides her hands around the back of my neck. I tug on her hair so her head tilts back and kiss her. Our tongues dance wildly together as we each attempt to get more of the other.

  “Fuck me, baby,” she begs between kisses.

  I grab my shorts and yank them down far enough so my heavy cock bounces out. “Climb on,” I order.

  She hops up and hooks her legs around my waist. I grab her ass and guide her down over my length until she’s perfectly nestled against me. We continue kissing, and I walk out of my shorts and toward the shower with her on my dick. The bathroom is nice and steamy since she left the water running. I carry her right into the shower and under the spray. When I push her up against the tile, she cries out from the cool sensation on her back.

  I thrust in and out of her hard. Her pussy is so tight around my cock. Fuck, I can’t get enough of this woman. My fingers dig into her ass as I pound into her. She pulls at my hair and then slides her fingers to my shoulders, where she scratches her nails across my flesh. I love any time I can get my dick in her, whether it be making sweet love in the bed or fucking like rabbits in the shower. With my girl, it’s all fucking amazing.

  “Let’s get married,” I murmur against her lips as I fuck her against the tile wall.

  She starts panting quickly as her orgasm nears. “What? Um, sure.”

  “Tonight,” I growl.

  Her head tilts back, and I can see her about to succumb to the blissful ecstasy at any moment. “Tonight?” she gasps.

  “You’re mine already. Let’s make this shit official. I want you forever, angel.”

  “Okay. Yes,” she moans as her pussy clenches my dick. The moment she climaxes, I come deep inside her.

  “Fuck, angel, you’re perfect,” I praise as my cock throbs out the rest of my hot release.

  I pull out of her and slide her to her feet. She bites her lip and looks up at me. “But my mom, your mom—they’ll be pissed we did it without them.”

  Grabbing a handful of her ass, I press her to me. “They’ll have to get over it. This is about us, not them. I want you now and for always. I’ve never been so fucking sure about anything in my entire life. What I had before was an absolute joke. But you and me? We are meant to be.”

  Her worried look disappears and a smile forms on her lips. “You always say the most swoon-worthy stuff, Chaz Montgomery. It’s all those romantic comedies you make us watch,” she teases. I laugh because, even though she is making fun of me for loving them, she loves them too.

  “Come on,” I instruct and peck her on the lips. “We’ve got a wedding to plan in an hour.”

  When her eyes widen at the reality of it, I kiss her deeper and then pull away to look into her bright, blue eyes.

  “Angel, everything’s going to be okay.”

  “Fucking married,” Donnie complains as we walk into the penthouse suite at the hotel. “Ry-Bear, you were supposed to save yourself for me. First June, now you. Where are my own blond bombshells?”

  We laugh at him as he walks straight to the stereo cabinet and starts messing with the music. Donnie, Bobby, and June all witnessed our wedding. Elvis did a great job marrying us off. The pelvic thrust at the end certainly sealed the deal.

  “Dude, you’ll find one chick one day and you’ll just know. You’re getting old, so I imagine it will happen soon,” I tease.

  He flips me off but grins as he saunters over to the stocked bar in the room. Squatting in front of the fridge, he opens it, pulls out several mini liquor bottles, starts tossing them our way.

  The mood of the guys has been so much lighter ever since Sid Mooney called the other day. Even though David recovered our money and returned it a couple of weeks ago, we still decided to proceed with our lawsuit. As of the other day, our contract was officially broken with David. Sid still wants to sue for punitive damages, considering how much David took advantage of us over the years. So that is still in progress, but at least we are now free to hire a new manager.

  “Wanna play Donnie Always Wins?” he asks and plops down on the couch.

  I pull Ryan with me over to it and sit down beside him, dragging her into my lap. She wore a sexy, short, white little tube-top dress to our wedding. I could fuck her right now on this couch in front of everyone, but that probably wouldn’t go over too well. She’s no groupie—she’s my wife. My wife. Holy fucking shit. I married an angel.

  Donnie starts rambling out questions, but I ignore him as I caress her thighs. She shivers at my touch but giggles when June calls Donnie an idiot. Those two always argue over the trivia shit. With one hand, I pull Ryan’s wavy hair off to the side, exposing her back to me. I taste her skin and smile when goose bumps scatter over her flesh.

  She turns her head to look at me with a heated look. “You’re so naughty.”

  I continue kissing her back and shoulder while I rub on her thighs. Her ass is pressed against my dick, and I am seconds away from doing something that will surely get me razzed on by my best friends.

  “I’m going to the restroom,” she says breathlessly and pulls away. She doesn’t get very far before I stand and chase after her.

  “Do you really need to go or are you luring me to the bedroom?” I growl, grabbing a handful of her ass.

  She giggles as we push through the door of the bedroom.

  “My mom is going to kill me,” she groans.

  I grin at her. “So is mine. We can die together at the hands of the ones who brought us into this world, but at least we had a fun ride, baby.”

  She squeals when I grab on to her hips and lead her to the bed.

  “Bend over. I need to fuck my wife before my cock explodes. And then I’m going to make sweet love to her.”

  A contented sigh escapes her. She stretches across the tall bed and spreads her feet apart. I push her dress up over her hips and curse when I realize she isn’t wearing panties.

  “Holy shit—you’re a bad girl.”

  Her laugh turns into a moan when I push a finger into her wet center.

  “God, you’re so wet already.”

  “Fuck me, Mr. Montgomery.”

  My cock is pressed against my pants, dying to get into that sweet pussy. “Oh, Mrs. Montgomery, you have no idea.”

  I unbuckle my pants and let them drop to my ankles. After reaching my hand into my boxers, I grab my thick, throbbing cock and pull it out. I tease her pussy with it for a second, making sure I’m lined up, and slam into her with no warning. But she’s so wet for me that I slide right in. She cries out as I pound hard and fast into her. I slap her ass harshly just the way I’ve learned in the past few weeks she likes it.

  “Again,” she orders.

  I smack it over and over as I fuck her until it’s bright red. One last pop and I feel her pussy grip my dick as she comes. Her small hands fist the comforter as she screams into it.

  “Angel,” I groan as I release into her.

  She whimpers when I pull out of her to step out of my pants. Slowly, she stands back up and shimmies out of her tight dress.

  “Get on the bed. Now I’m going to take my time making love to you.”

  She s
miles before turning and crawling onto it, giving me a nice view of her sexy, red ass. My cock springs right back to life from knowing that I branded her bottom.

  “I need to be close to you,” she whispers.

  I know what my girl likes. Going slowly, I make my way onto the bed and spread her knees apart with my hands. She opens them wider and moans when I sink my once-again rock-hard dick into her sweet pussy. The pussy that is now mine forever.

  I slide my arms underneath her pillow and pull her close, just the way she likes it. She hugs me to her so we can kiss. Our kiss is slow and unhurried as I pump in and out of her without a care in the world except just being with her, inside her.

  “You were right, Chaz. We truly are more. With you, this feels like forever. My past relationship can’t even hold a candle to the way I feel about you. I’m so thankful we were brought together and we somehow figured out a way to make it work.”

  I lift up so I can look down into those twinkling blue eyes of hers, which are now shimmering as they mist over. She’s so fucking beautiful. Her wild, rock-star hair is spread out around her, and I want to tangle my fingers in it and never let her go.

  “Wifey, I knew, the moment I saw you, I was in trouble. But you were the good kind of trouble. An angel with a naughty streak. I can’t wait to spend every day holding you, kissing you, loving you. You stole my heart and never gave it back. I love you.”

  She palms both of my cheeks and kisses me deep. “I love you too.”

  My heart sinks when she frowns and her eyes fill with tears.

  “What happens when you come home one day and toss a folder with divorce papers on the table? I lived through that once with someone I thought I loved. But with someone I truly love, that would crush me. I need you to be my rock and promise you won’t ever break my heart.”

  I smile down at her. If I could find a way to open up my soul and show her my love, I would.

  “That would never happen. I’ll always be yours and you’ll be mine.”

  She bites her lip and looks almost convinced.

  I lean down and kiss her nose. “Angel, everything’s going to be okay.”

  She smiles beautifully at me as she accepts my promise and lets me put the final chink in her rock heart. Now that I’ve made my way all the way into that fucking fortress, I’m never leaving.

  “Ryan, have you looked at all my new pins on Pinterest?” June asks as she ruffles the hair on Sutton’s head before he toddles off to find Jacob. Those two little guys act like cousins even though they aren’t related.

  “I saw the one about putting the baby food in ice cube trays and freezing them. I’m totally going to do that. Where were all these ideas when I had Jacob?” I laugh.

  My laugh silences when I feel the baby move. I put my hand to my belly and get rewarded with a kick I can actually feel with my hand and not just from within the inside.

  “Chaz!” I squeal.

  He’s in the middle of a conversation with our manager, Kenny, but he stalks over to me, his face etched with worry. “What’s wrong, angel?”

  “Nothing! You can feel the baby now. Put your hand here,” I instruct.

  For five minutes, he tries and tries to feel anything, but our little peanut doesn’t move for him.

  “I don’t think he likes me,” he pouts.

  I palm his cheeks and kiss him softly. “He loves you, babe. You’ll feel him soon.”

  Donnie walks past and slaps my ass. “Let’s record this shit.”

  Chaz kicks him on his ass before he gets too far away and then pulls me into the studio with him. June, my mom, and both kids line up along the glass so they can watch us record. These people are my family. I love them so much.

  Ever since last year when I had to sing the last concert by myself, the fans wanted more songs with me on vocals and with him singing back up. We still do plenty of duets and he does some of their hits on his own. As a group, we’ve evolved into something different, but it’s pretty freaking awesome.

  Donnie starts thumping his drums on the new song Bobby and I wrote together for Chaz and me to sing called Rock Heart. It’s a power ballad, and I have to belt out some powerful notes. Thankfully, Bobby prerecorded all of the bass parts for me on this record so all I have to do is sing. As the song progresses and I really get into it, I feel our little peanut bouncing around.

  Not wanting to mess up the song, I slightly turn to Chaz and wink. His eyes grow wide and he comes behind me, sliding his palms across my swollen belly. Our little guy halts his movements and I can feel the disappointment ripple through Chaz. He doesn’t move from me though as he begins his low, seductive singing that always sends waves of desire right to my core. Our little baby must love the sound too, because he starts bouncing around like crazy.

  “Holy fucking shit!! That’s my boy!” he laughs right in the middle of the song. The guitar and drums trail off.

  “Dude, really?” Donnie complains from behind his drums.

  Chaz ignores him as he turns me to face him, but he immediately puts his hands back on my belly. He softly kisses my lips and then pulls away to grin at me. His face is shining with happiness, and it effectively melts my heart that I can give this to him.

  “Angel, everything’s not going to be okay,” he tells me with a smile.

  I frown in confusion.

  His big, tattooed hand cups my cheek and tilts my head up. “No, you see, angel. Everything’s going to be more than okay,” he promises, “Everything’s going to be perfect.”

  And like always, I believe him.

  The End.

  Bonus Short Story

  Donnie’s Wet Dream

  “What now? You guys ready for a threesome? I usually do those with chicks, but June already ran off. Chaz, I’m a giver, not a taker,” I tease with a grin.

  Chaz glares at me, but Ryan falls into a fit of giggles. I’m pretty fucked up at the moment and was only half joking. I’ve had plenty of threesomes in my life and not just with two chicks. I’d give it a go with my man, Chaz.

  I yank off my shirt and toss it at Ted behind me as he drives. He mutters a, “fuck you,” and I laugh. I don’t miss the way Ryan’s eyes skitter across my chest. When I wink at her, her cute fucking cheeks turn bright red.

  As I begin unbuckling my jeans, Chaz stands. He’s angry and ready to kick my ass. Ryan scrambles out of the booth and stands in front of him with her back against his chest. Her tits are perky, and my dick thickens at the thought of having one in my mouth.

  Chaz gives me a smug grin as he slides his hand across her belly—clearly trying to mark his territory. Her breath catches when he slips his palm down the front of her tiny shorts and fingers her pussy.

  I drop my pants to my ankles and Ryan’s eyes widen when she realizes I’m going commando. She also can see that I am, in fact, much bigger than Chaz. I begin stroking my cock as I watch him dip his finger in and out of her. He’s still glaring at me, but something passes between us—a look, one of permission. I grin as I discover that he’s game.

  She turns her head to kiss Chaz. He slips his hand out of her shorts and pulls her shirt off. Within moments, her bra is gone too and I’m rewarded a view of her perfect little mounds. When he goes back to teasing her nipples with his thumbs, I make my move. I stalk over to her and drag my fingers across her belly before hooking them into her shorts. She’s back to kissing Chaz, but she doesn’t protest. I pull them and her panties to the floor, helping her step out of them. I fall to my knees and grab ahold of her sexy-ass thighs. Gently, I urge them apart. I lift her thigh and help her hook her leg over my shoulder, giving me a view of her pussy. She keeps it smooth, and I can’t wait to have her on my tongue.

  I use my thumbs to spread her apart, earning a glimpse of her swollen, needy clit. Dipping down, I drag my tongue across it. She whimpers, but Chaz drowns out the sound with his kisses. Her fingers thread into my hair, urging me to continue. I swirl my tongue over and over in circles until she’s bucking against me, needing me
to taste her harder, faster. When I push two fingers deep inside her tight cunt, she wobbles. Chaz holds her to him to keep her from falling. Her pussy is so fucking tight, and I want in there like yesterday. Seconds later, she shudders from the orgasm I’ve given her with my tongue. Her juices run out of her and I collect them on my fingers.

  I pull them out and slide one into her asshole.

  “Fuck!” she yelps but doesn’t move away.

  “I’m getting you ready to take both of us,” I tell her and kiss her thigh.

  She relaxes and lets me fuck her other hole. This girl can handle a cock there—I can tell how in control of her muscles she is.

  “Ready, Chaz?” I ask.

  “Her pussy is mine,” he growls.

  I bite back a laugh so I don’t ruin the moment, but three seconds ago, her pussy was mine as I tasted every drop of it.

  “Go lie on your back on the sofa,” I instruct. I’ve still got my finger in Ryan’s ass, but I hold her steady when he lets go to do as I told him. Once he’s settled, I look up at Ryan. “Ry-Bear, go straddle your man. I’ll enter you from behind, and I promise you’ll get the fucking of a lifetime.”

  She whimpers as I pull out my finger but complies. Climbing on top of Chaz, she moans as she straddles him and sinks her pussy over his cock. As if she knows how this must work, she presses her chest against his and starts kissing him. Coming up behind her, I run my hand along her back and grab a handful of her ass. Using both hands, I spread her ass to me. I reach between them and collect some of her juices from his cock. He groans and I grin. That motherfucker wants this just as much as I do. Quickly, I wipe her essence all over my cock and drag the tip along her puckered hole.

  “You’re going to feel so fucking full, baby,” I croon. She gasps as I start to slowly enter. “And, Chaz, try not to come.” It wasn’t a dig at him, but I know it’s going to feel so fucking good for him too. Already as I inch myself in, I can feel the pressure of his cock with a thin wall between us.