Rockalicious

by Alexandra V

  'You feel so fucking good.' he breathes into her mouth, resting her forehead on hers while the moves of his hips are getting out of control. Unable to answer, she digs her nails into his ass, making him groan, forcing him to go even harder, faster, stronger. They kiss and bite each other's skin wherever they can, both of them are so close to oblivion. He suddenly pulls out of her, grabbing one of her legs, he places it over his shoulder and fills her up once again in no time.

  'Fuck…' they mumble together, this angle giving both of them even more pleasure. She can feel him push deeper inside of her, every thrust of his hitting her spot, making her scream his name. She can feel him being close too, his mouth wide open in ecstasy, his perfect body shuddering. As she feels the first waves of orgasm washing over her body, she clenches her inner muscles around his throbbing cock, making him throw his head back with a deep growl and fuck her as hard as humanly possible. Pushed over the edge, her whole body is shaking, incomprehensible words leaving her lips as she rides out her orgasm. As her muscles are tightening around him, she can see his body tensing up too and with one last thrust, he fills her up with his hot seed, an animalistic growl leaving his mouth as he comes.

  Out of breath, he lets go of her leg and leans in to kiss her before resting his upper body on hers, burying his face into her shoulder. Both of them still panting, their sweat-soaked skin hot against each other. She runs a hand through his hair, smiling weakly as she thinks about how comfortable his weight feels on top of her.

  ‘What?’ he asks, not even lifting his head up. ‘I can feel you smiling.’ he murmurs.

  ‘I’m just thinking about why the fuck haven’t we done this before?!’ she asks, making both of them burst out laughing.

  ‘Well, how was I supposed to know you’re this good? I’d have done it right in the moment you arrived at the job interview.’ he says, kissing into her neck.

  ‘Oh really? And I thought you know everything… Boss…’ she says, stressing the last word.

  ‘Okay, stop that now.’ he smiles, biting into her neck where he has just kissed her. ‘Or you might get punished.’ he says before rising up to kiss her.

  ’And really, sweeping the table clean? Classic.’ she giggles into their kiss until he pinches her nipple hard.

  ’Nah why, it was an old fantasy of mine and I got caught up in the heat of the moment.’

  ’Well, boss. Pleasing you pleases me. That’s why you’re paying me, isn’t it? Oh God, that totally makes me a hooker!’

  ’Shut. Up.’ he rolls his eyes and kisses her to keep her quiet.

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  Chapter 1

  She’s late as always. The first major assignment from her new agency and she’s late. So. Fucking. Typical. Nervously glancing at her watch, she enters the building and hurries to the elevator, her quick steps echoing even in the busy hall. ’If they fire you already, they are doing it fucking right.’ she murmurs to herself and pushes the button to the 5th floor. When the elevator stops, she jumps out and runs to the studio’s door as fast as her 4-inch heels allow her to.

  ‘Excuse me?!’ she asks the first person she runs into ‘Hi. Could you help me please? I’m here for the 3 PM photoshoot.’

  ‘Oh hello, you must be Alex!’ the woman offers her hand and she shakes it. ‘We have been waiting for you.’

  ‘I’m so sorry I’m late but…’

  ‘Don’t worry about it, honey, Jackson isn’t here yet either. Elegantly late as ever. I’m Lisa by the way, I’ll be your makeup artist today. Let me show you to your dressing room so you can get ready for the shoot.’

  As Alex follows her, they walk past the busy set, including only a couch, a table, and a chair as furniture. She doesn’t have time to wonder about the why because Lisa leads her to the back of the studio and opens a door with her name written on it. Right next to the one that says Jackson Harding.

  ‘Here we go. You can find the lingerie, stockings and shoes you’ll wear right there along with everything else you might need. Just let me know when you’re ready, I’ll be right back to fix your makeup.’ and with that she’s gone.

  She puts her purse on the dressing table and takes off her coat. ‘Did she say lingerie?’ she picks up the tiny pieces of clothing and examines them carefully. ‘What the…?’

  On the pictures she has seen of this commercial so far, Jackson was in a suit, fully clothed. She’d have never thought that she had to do this photoshoot half naked. ’Okay, you can do this. You’re a professional, for God’s sake!’ As a model she can’t be shy in front of the camera, no matter what’s she wearing if she wants to be successful. Or in this case, no matter what she’s not wearing. This job is just too important for her career. And she has to admit, Jackson Harding is one hot piece of ass. She couldn’t believe her luck when her agent told her that she’s going to work with him. Once they are on set, she will probably be more distracted by him than by her lack of clothes.

  She quickly gets rid of her clothes and puts the lingerie on, ditching her skinny jeans and tank top for the tiny lace masterpiece. Maybe it doesn’t cover much but at least it’s comfortable and fits her curves perfectly. When she’s done and looks at herself in the floor to ceiling mirror, she’s pretty satisfied with what she sees. The leather high heels make her long legs look even longer, the black lace lingerie and the stockings hug her body at all the right places.

  As she’s standing in front of the mirror, she hears a little knock, the door opens and Lisa’s head pops up. ‘Wow, you look amazing. I’ll be here in a minute with my stuff and I’ll tell the hairdresser that you’re ready for us. While I’m gone someone wants to say…’

  ‘Hi.’ he says and comes out from the shadows of the hall, taking a step inside the room.

  ‘Okay guys, you two introduce yourselves, I’ll be back in a minute.’ and with that Lisa is gone again, leaving them alone.

  ‘Hey, I’m… Oh shit!’ she squeals when she realizes that she’s barely wearing any clothes. ‘Uhm, I’m…’ she grabs a bathrobe from the chair and covers herself up but doesn’t bother tie it up. She closes the distance between them and shakes his offered hand with her slightly shaking one.

  ‘I’m Jackson but call me Jax. Nice to meet you.’ he says with a half smirk and wouldn’t let go of her hand while he’s staring at her body appreciatively. She can tell from the way he’s eye-fucking her that his mind is racing with rather inappropriate thoughts than professional ones.

  ‘I’m Alex and it is nice, indeed. But just to let you know, Jax…’ she snaps her fingers at him to get his attention. ’My eyes are right here.’ she points at them for emphasis. ‘Not here.’ then at her boobs, the very ones he doesn’t seem to be able to look away from.

  ‘Sorry about that.’ he says, looking her in the eyes, giving her a roguish smile. ‘I couldn’t help myself, you are really…’

  'Come on, my shining stars! Enough of the polite chit-chat, it's time to get some work done.' says Lisa as she comes back with another woman by her side, cutting Jax off, whatever it was he wanted to say. 'Sit, sit, sit.' she grabs Alex's hand, breaking her away from Jackson's touch. She sits down and both women start to work on her immediately. 'Jackson!' Lisa stops for a second to snap at him.

  'Yes?' he asks innocently, still standing there. 'You too, go! The photographer’s almost done fixing the set, hurry please!'

  'Sorry, boss.' chuckling, he winks at Alex before then leaves the room.

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  Chapter 2

  One last glance in the mirror. Woah. These women really are artists, she looks stunning if she may say so herself. Her long blonde hair is straightened, falling loose over her shoulder. Her dark eyes magically turned into cat eyes, with the deep red lipstick making her look sexy but giving a hint of innocence at the same time. She has never felt more gorgeous in her skin.

  As she leaves her dressing room and heads towards the set, she can tell that the real work is about to start. There are people everywhere, the photographer, Martin is alread
y standing behind his camera, his assistants scrumming around him, the rest of the crew bringing the set and the lights to perfection.

  ’Come on!’ Martin dramatically claps his hands to get everyone’s attention. ‘We have to start working or we’ll spend the night here. Where the hell are our models?’ Hearing the desperation in his voice, Alex steps forward to greet him. They have worked together before, he’s really nice and talented but a stern and professional photographer.

  ‘Hello gorgeous!’ he gives her a tight hug.

  ‘Hey Martin, nice to see you again!’

  ‘You too, sunshine, you too. Now get rid of that robe and get your smokin’ hot ass onto the set, please. Where is Jackson, for God’s sake?’

  There he comes, making her jaw drop. She has never really fancied men in suits before but she has never seen Jackson Harding in a suit. The man is simply beautiful, there’s no better word to describe him. He comes closer, his stunning blue eyes glowing, the suit fitting his amazing body perfectly. He’s fully covered from head to toe but there’s no mistaking the muscles dancing a hot tango under the well-tailored fabric. Pure sex on legs. He makes her want to…

  'Finally! Action, everyone! Okay guys…' Martin's commanding voice distracts her from all the dirty thoughts that just flooded her mind. 'The fragrance's name is Unlike. We want to show the world how exactly does it make men different. Jackson, I want you to look confident, with wearing this perfume you can do anything, you're special, above everyone. Obviously, you can get any woman in the world and do with her whatever you want to.’ between Martin’s sputtered sentences, Alex takes a quick look at Jackson, just to find him staring at her.

  ’Here comes the hot woman into the picture. Alex, you have to be all over him like you can't help it, he’s irrresistable. His smell drives you wild, I want you to look like you want him to control you but you can't wait to rip his clothes off and take control yourself at the same time. He’s everything you’ve ever wanted and you want it all. I want to take the sexiest, most provocative photos ever today so don't hold yourself back, don’t be shy. Let's start with the table.'

  Following Martin’s instructions, Alex places herself on the edge of the table, spreading her legs wide so Jackson can kneel down in front of her, his warm hands on her thighs. He lets them sneak higher and higher, the sudden feeling of skin on skin making her gasp for breath. She’s watching his hands on her but he looks away, staring seductively right into the camera. His hands reach her waist, going upwards on her sides, making her shiver. Soft yet firm. When he reaches the line of her bra, he hooks a finger under it, pulling it lower just a little bit. She has to lean back on her hands, not just to give a better view to Martin of what his hands are doing but also to support herself and to hide how badly she’s shaking already.

  His hands caress across the length of her arms before reaching her neck. He must feel how fast her heart is beating because he places a finger under her jaw, making her look him in the eyes.

  ‘Calm down, sweetheart. It’s going to be fun.’ Oh she bets it is…

  ‘Now kiss her like you mean it, Jackson. Make it look as real as it gets.’ sounds Martin’s voice but she can barely hear him through the cloud of lust that’s dulling the rational side of her brain. Jackson moves one of his hands to the back of her neck, burying his fingers into her hair before he pulls it, forcing her head back so he has direct access to her neck. He starts to plant soft kisses along her pulsing vein, getting closer and closer but stops right before he reaches her lips. He runs a finger over her trembling lower lip, never taking his eyes off of her. His gaze makes her numb, when he looks at her like this she really would let him do whatever he wants to with her, all inhibitions be damned.

  As he is still playing with her lip and his face is coming closer to hers, she can’t help but groan quietly in anticipation. She can’t wait any longer, she needs to taste him… He crashes his lips to hers with force, his tongue immediately exploring hers. That’s it for ’making it look real’.

  ‘That’s it guys, keep this up!’ she hears Martin’s voice from far far away. Neither she, nor Jackson cares about the camera or the people around anymore. She’s lost in him, he tastes like sweet sin. His other hand on her waist, holding her in place makes her body crave more of his touch. As she kisses him back with equal passion, she puts her hands on his firm chest and slides a bit forward on the table, trying to get closer to his body.

  He suddenly breaks the kiss and releases her hair from his grip, wrapping his hand around her neck not too gently to make her lay down. Her whole body is trembling and the breath she haven’t realized she was holding comes out as a sigh. She can’t wait for his next move. He straightens back up between her legs and grasps one of her ankles, placing it on his shoulder. Stroking the soft skin of her inner thigh, he leans down with a mischievous smile and spreads hot kisses all over her hot flesh. As his lips are wandering higher and reach the strap of her thong, he takes the lace between his teeth and pulls it down a little so he can bite down on her hip bone. When she feels his teeth digging into her skin, she can’t help but close her eyes and lift her hips up in pleasure, a moan almost escaping her lips.

  She has never experienced something like this before, no man could ever turn her on like this. The way this man is setting her body on fire only by kissing and touching her is just… He’s just different. And she can’t stand this sexual tension between them for too long. Keeping her eyes closed, she desperately hopes so that he can feel it too. If he’s just pretending for the camera’s sake, he’s not only an exceptional singer but a great actor too.

  'Okay guys, amazing job so far.' Martin's voice disturbs her thoughts once again. She totally forgot about the fact that there are people around them, watching their every move. 'Now let's change places to shoot the last pictures, then we're done for now. Jackson, sit on the chair, please. Alex… just keep it up, you are sizzling hot, like a hungry sex kitten.' Yeah, that’s probably a perfect description according to her libido’s current state.

  Jackson sits down in the chair and when she straddles him by Martin’s order, his hands immediately go to her waist, pulling her as close to him as possible. She loosens his tie, unbuttons his shirt and lets her hands explore the muscles of his fine chest. Looking into his eyes all along, she can see them growing a darker shade of blue with lust. When she places her hands on his shoulders, he pulls her even closer to him, his hands wandering up on her sides to squeeze her breasts firmly. She can’t help herself and throws her head back, letting out a soft moan when he bites down and sucks on her collarbone. He runs his tongue along the fresh bitemark and she grabs a handful of his soft hair, kissing him hungrily, biting down hard on his lower lip and pulling it between her teeth.

  She can feel him moving his hips unconsciously and she’s wondering if he can feel through the thin material of her panties how wet she is for him. She can tell he is enjoying this just as much as she is, and not only by the way he’s moaning into their kiss…

  'Okay guys, last shot aaand… done!' says Martin as he gives his camera to one of his assistants. 'Amazing, amazing, amazing job, thank you! You two are just impossibly great together.' he continues with his compliments while scrolling through the pictures on his laptop. As everyone's busy getting the final touches on the photos done, Alex stands up from Jackson's lap, slightly flustered, immediately missing his body’s warmth against hers. 'You can go back to your dressing rooms and change while we finish things here, then you can come and take a look at the photos. I think they’ll turn out to be perfect.' adds Martin and quickly hugs both of them. 'It was a pleasure to work with you.'

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  Chapter 3

  In the second they are done with the small talk, Alex hurries towards her dressing room and locks the door. Her body is on fire, aching for Jackson’s touch, she needs to feel him, she needs to touch him… So she has to get away from him as soon as possible.

  She’s trying to calm her racing heart and compose herself but
her body doesn’t really want to co-operate. What his touch left behind is not pleasure but starvation for more. She throws the robe angrily onto the chair with more force than necessary, grabs a bottle of water and takes a big sip. This is just ridiculous. She’s a professional, she can’t act like this. Like a stupid teenage girl who just met the captain of the football team who she wants to lose her virginity to. Immediately. What they just did is absolutely unacceptable, how could this happen to her?

  Taking a towel, she heads towards the bathroom to have a quick shower but a soft knock on the door stops her, the towel falling to the floor.

  ‘Who… Uhm, who is it?’ she asks nervously, being kind of afraid of the answer. Much to her astonishment or disappointment, she can’t really decide, Lisa answers her from the other side of the door.

  ‘Hey, it’s just me, Lisa. You left your phone out there.’ she hurries to open it and smiles at her almost embarrassedly.

  ‘Oh silly me. Thanks so much.’

  ‘No problem, happens. I’m done here, so it was nice to meet you, honey. I hope we’ll work together again sometime.’ she gives her the phone and a tight hug.

  ‘Thanks Liz, I hope so too.’

  Alex closes the door and bends down to pick up the dropped towel, a frustrated sigh leaving her mouth. Just as she does, the door suddenly swings open again and a hand grabs her arm, pushing her up against the wall.

  ‘Locking the door, are we? Bad move, sweetheart.’ Jackson’s glowing blue eyes stare back at her, they are growing darker, alive with passion and… anger?