by Piper Snow
I wanted him more than anything else in the whole world. I reached my lips up to his ear and whispered: “Fuck me, Drew.”
Another growl emerged from the back of his throat, and he leapt off the bed, yanking his jeans off as I leaned over to my handbag and pulled out a newly purchased box of condoms, tearing it open and throwing it at him impatiently.
I watched as he slipped off his boxer shorts, and my jaw dropped at the sight of his huge cock. It was long, so very long, and wide and looked so hard I thought it might split me in half. I didn’t know they could get that big.
A sudden fear entered my mind. What if it didn’t fit? What if it hurt too much? I shook away those thoughts, knowing I’d come too far to run away scared now. Besides, I was much too turned on to stop now. My pussy throbbed, aching for him to fill me. He rolled the condom over his smooth shaft and climbed on top of me as I bit my lip in excitement.
“Be gentle,” I whispered. “Go slow, I’m new to this.” I regretted saying those last four words the moment they slipped through my lips.
He pushed himself up higher on his hands so he could look into my eyes, as though searching them for meaning. “What do you mean ‘new?’”
I pursed my lips, cursing myself silently.
“Kelly?” he asked, moving back onto his knees. “Are you a... virgin?”
I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t even look him in the eye, but my silence answered his question.
“Oh, Kelly!” He got off the bed and picked up his pants. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“No!” I gasped, sitting up and holding my arm out, gesturing for him to stop putting his pants on. “Please, Drew, don’t go. Yes, I’m a virgin, but I still want to do this. I really do.”
“Kelly, we hardly even know each other. Do you really want your first time to be with me?”
“Yes,” I said, completely certain. “I always do the smart thing, the right thing. For once, just once, I want to do something crazy. I want to be wild and reckless and have some no-strings-attached fun. And I want to do all that with you. Tonight.”
“Are you sure? Really sure?” he asked, sitting back down on the bed as he awaited my answer.
I sighed, feeling a little frustrated that everyone kept asking me that question. “If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t do it. It’s my decision to make. Drew, I want you to fuck me. Hard. Now.”
I was surprised at my own assertiveness, but it felt good. I like it. And the smile breaking out on Drew’s face told me that he liked it, too.
“Okay,” he said, throwing his pants back onto their rightful spot on the floor. “I’ll be gentle. But if I hurt you, tell me straight away. Got it?”
“Got it,” I said, unable to hide my triumphant smile.
The corner of his mouth turned up into a gorgeously crooked smile, and his smoldering eyes were back on my bare flesh. I stared at him as he crawled onto the bed and on top of me, and I couldn’t believe that I was about to give my virginity to him. Drew Miller, an Angel of the Underworld. I laid back, resting my head on the fluffy pillow, smiling at him as he poised himself over me, his hands clenched in fists on either side of my head.
“Ready?” he asked, and I nodded, too excited to speak.
He crushed his lips to mine, kissing me with so much fervor and ferocity that I thought I might burst into flames right there on the bed. He pushed my legs apart with his own, spreading them as wide as they could go, leaving me open for him, dripping wet in suspense.
I held my breath as I felt the tip of his enormous erection pressing against my entrance, slowly edging himself between my lips. I bit my bottom lip as I felt my pussy stretch to accommodate his pulsating member, my body temperature beginning to soar with every magnificent inch of him.
I cringed a little as he gently pushed against my barrier, feeling a moment of pain before it finally gave way to make room for him. I let out a sigh, relieved that it only hurt a little, and once it was over, it felt like nothing I’d ever felt before. I’d touched myself before, even fingered myself plenty of times, but it never, ever, felt like this.
I felt every inch of his smooth, rock-hard cock sliding slowly against my inner walls. I couldn’t believe how deep inside of me he could go, it was almost painful but sensationally tantalizing all at the same time.
Drew moved slow, treating me with the utmost care as he gently edged himself in and out of me, making me wonder if he really was an angel after all. But once I felt comfortable enough to take it up a notch, I let him know with a passionate kiss that I wasn’t looking for an angel tonight.
“Faster,” I commanded, and I felt his smile on my lips.
He began gyrating his hips, thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into me, gaining speed until I was crying out in pleasure.
“Yes!” I screamed, surprising myself how vocal I was being. “Yes, Drew. Yes!” I pleaded, begged him to keep going, to keep guiding me towards heaven.
He pounded into me, harder and harder, his cock grinding against my g-spot every time, sending me closer and closer to the edge.
“Oh, Kelly,” he growled. “You’re so fucking tight!” He dug his fingers into my hips, pulling me closer to him, and before I knew it he was sitting back on his knees and I was on top of him, straddling him.
“Oh god! Drew!” I panted, feeling him even deeper inside of me now. He held on to my ass, helping me move back and forth until I eased into the rhythm. My entire body flushed with heat as I arched my back, running my hands through my hair as I ground my hips against him faster and faster. He enclosed his lips over my nipple, sucking and even tugging it lightly with his teeth, making me whimper.
I lost myself in the sweltering heat of his touch, giving myself over to this sexual fever, to my most basic urges. I gripped his broad shoulders, pushing him back onto the bed so I could ride him even more. He moaned, and I loved knowing I had this power over him, that I was giving him the same intense gratification that he was giving me.
I rocked my hips over his throbbing shaft as he ran his hands over my breasts and down towards my pussy. His thumb circled over my clit, and a long, low moan escaped from my lips. Our bodies were slick with sweat and each other’s juices, writhing together in rhythmic magnificence.
“Drew,” I breathed, sweat dripping down my back as I ran my fingernails down his toned chest. “I’m... I’m coming!”
No sooner than the words left my lips was I shaking in bliss, crying his name as I unravelled on top of him.
“Kelly, Kelly, fuck!” he called, and I felt him explode inside me, his cock pulsating between my thighs. We moved together frantically during our last moments of ecstasy, sparks shooting through my cells as he called my name.
I collapsed on top of him, resting my head on his shoulder as I tried desperately to catch my breath. I was exhausted, but so very satisfied. Slowly, I eased myself off of him, lying next to him on the bed, our legs entwined within the sheets and our toes brushing against the pillows.
“Are you sure you’re a virgin?” Drew asked, and I could hear the smile on his lips.
“Not anymore.”
We laughed, and he reached over and held my hand in his before leaning over and kissing me, sending a final glorious shiver down my spine before I fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter Five
Drew
I woke up with a smile on my face and Kelly in my arms, her beautiful bare breasts rising and falling peacefully as she slept. I inhaled her scent, she smelt so sweet, like strawberries and vanilla, and now I knew she tasted even sweeter.
I sighed, feeling great after our mind-blowing night together, and I hoped I hadn’t hurt her too much. But if I did, I could tell by her screaming orgasm that I had more than made up for it.
I couldn’t help but wonder why she had chosen me. Surely there were hundreds, even thousands, of guys who would kill for a chance to spend just one night with her, plenty of better guys for her to choose from, and yet she chose me.
I’d never been someo
ne’s first before, and I felt pretty special that she had chosen me to guide her through it. To be the first man to pleasure her, taste her, make her come, was an honor. She was so beautiful, so pure and so amazing, I almost couldn’t believe I was lying in bed next to her, feeling her heart beat against my chest.
I had to admit, I loved the way she reacted to my touch, to my thrusts. The way she cried out and called my name when she came was so damn hot, it was giving me a hard-on just thinking about it.
The sound of my cell phone vibrating against the hard wood of the bedside table awoke me from my fantasies, and I quickly but gently slid out from under Kelly to answer it.
“Hello?” I whispered, trying not to wake her up.
“Drew? Why are you whispering? Where are you?” It was Lacey, and she sounded worried. I slapped my hand against my forehead, cursing myself for staying out all night. I’d planned on leaving after we had sex, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave, so I told myself I’d just stay until she fell asleep, not expecting to fall asleep myself.
“Shit! Lacey, I’m so sorry, I’m at the Grand. I’m leaving now.” I hung up the phone, knowing I couldn’t tell her I was with Kelly. If she knew, she would start planning the wedding and tell all her friends that the lead singer of the Wild Diamonds was going to be her sister-in-law.
Pulling my jeans on, I looked around the room, grinning at the aftermath of our escapade. With our clothes strewn all over the floor and furniture, Kelly lying naked, her head on the wrong side of the bed and her limbs twisted in the sheets, her shiny blonde hair a mess, we’d definitely had a wild night. I admired her body as I buttoned up my shirt, indulging in the memory of last night, the way she rode me, her breathy voice as she called my name in climax, the sweat dripping off of our colliding bodies. It was definitely a night to remember.
For a moment, I wondered what the hell I was doing, leaving like this. This woman had just given me the best night of my life, and I was just going to walk away and leave her there, forever solidifying this as a one night stand, never to experience her again. I wanted to stay, to crawl back into bed with her and hold her, then do it all again when she woke up. But I knew I couldn’t, Lacey was waiting for me. Besides, Kelly said all she wanted was one night. Just one night of wildness with me. As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t overstay my welcome.
I picked up the hotel notepad and pen from the desk and starting writing her a note: ‘Kelly, didn’t want to wake you. Have to go, Lacey is worried. Thanks for the wild night, Drew.’
I underlined the word ‘wild’, tore the note from the pad and placed it on my pillow for her to see when she woke up. I was tempted to write down my cell number or my email address, hell, even my Twitter handle – anything to let her know that I would happily see her again if she wanted to. But I resisted, not wanting to come on too strong.
I walked away, taking a lingering glance at her over my shoulder as I opened the door, taking in every detail of her body, her lips, her creamy skin, wanting to burn her image into my mind forever.
* * *
A few days later, I was back home in New York, taking a break from recording by going for a stroll in Central Park. I hadn’t been able to get Kelly out of my mind. I dreamt about her all night and thought about her all day, and it was driving me crazy. I’d never been so hung up on a girl before, so twisted in knots over a few hours of passion. I’d been plotting ways to see her again, and even thought she would be perfect to add vocals to one of our songs, so the moment I spotted her walking in the distance up ahead, I knew I had to talk to her.
“Kelly?” I said as I caught up to her, trying my best not to sound too eager, even though I was so happy to see her again.
“Drew!” She smiled when she saw me, and all I wanted to do was kiss her. “It’s so good to see you again! I didn’t know you lived around here.”
“Actually I live in the ‘burbs. Lacey had to go back to school so we came home early. I thought I’d come into the city today to do some recording work before the rest of the band come back from L.A.”
“Oh, cool. How’s it all going?”
“Pretty good, but I was actually hoping you could help me with something, if you’re interested?” I held my breath, hoping she would say yes.
“Sure! What’s up?”
“Well, we’ve been working on this song for months, and for some reason we just can’t get it right. There’s something missing, you know? And after seeing your show last week, I think what’s missing is you.” Her eyebrows shot up, and I could see curiosity in her eyes, so I continued. “You have an incredible voice, Kelly. If you have time, I’d love for you to work on the song with me. Add your vocals to it. The guys have given up on it, but I think you’re exactly what it needs to really rock.”
She stared at me for a moment, mulling it over in her mind. “Are you sure? I’ve never done anything heavy metal before.”
“That’s why it’s so perfect. The juxtaposition of your voice with our style of music, I think it would be so different, so unique. But if you’d rather not, it’s okay. I just had to ask.”
“Well, if you’re sure, then yes! I’d love to! You know how much I like trying new things.” A wicked smile broke out on her face, and I felt my cock harden. I didn’t know whether to flirt back or pretend like I hadn’t noticed her innuendo, so in a panic, I went with the latter.
“I’ll be back in the city tomorrow morning, how about you meet me at the studio at ten?”
I thought I saw a flash of disappointment in her eyes, making me wish I’d matched her flirtation, but she quickly covered it up. “Great!”
We exchanged numbers and I gave her the address of the studio, my eyes taking the opportunity to wander over her body as she typed it into her phone.
We were about to go our separate ways, but before I missed my chance, I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek, sending a zap of electricity through my body. “See you tomorrow.”
She blushed a little as a wide smile formed on her pink lips, and I winked at her before continuing through the park, hoping that was enough to make up for ignoring her earlier flirtation.
Chapter Six
Kelly
I speed-walked down the street, dodging through the mess of New Yorkers to get to the studio, bursting with excitement. I’d spent last week thinking about Drew, and he’d played a starring role in my dreams every night since L.A, so I couldn’t believe my luck when I bumped into him in the park the day before.
I smiled to myself as I remembered our night together, by far the most spectacular night of my life. The next morning, I was glowing, unable to wipe the smile off my face and unwilling to wash his scent off of my body. He’d given me exactly what I’d wanted, but over the last few days I’d quickly realized that it wasn’t enough.
In fact, I wanted him more now than I did before, something I didn’t even think was possible. I’d tasted bliss, and I wanted more. So much more. I wished I hadn’t asked for only one night, I wished I hadn’t have said I just wanted one-time fun, because I wanted all of him, again and again.
My breath caught in my throat as I walked into the recording studio and peered through the glass of the door, seeing him sitting on the couch, headphones on as he strummed his guitar. He looked so sexy in tight black jeans and a short sleeve button down shirt, the top few undone to reveal his tanned chest – the same chest I traced my tongue over only a week before. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail, with untamed strands falling by the side of his handsome face.
I took a deep breath and pushed through the door, cursing myself for only promising him one night when I wanted an eternity of him.
His head snapped up and a smile tugged at his lips when he saw me. All I wanted to do was pounce on him, lock my lips to his and never pull away. A fire sparked in my belly at the thought, but I quickly doused the flames with the reality that I would never kiss him again.
“Hey,” he said with a crooked smile that melted me. “Thanks for coming.”
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br /> “Thanks for inviting me.”
“Shall we get started?”
I sat down on the couch as he stood over the mixing deck, hitting play. The song blared through the speakers, and while it wasn’t my usual style of music, I liked it. It was good, really good. I could see why the Angels of the Underworld had been named Break Out Band of the Year.
Once the song ended, I listened as he explained what my role in the track would entail, coming in during the chorus to sing a few lines and really belt it out towards the end, leading into an amazing crescendo of sound.
I stepped into the booth, excited to really let loose and let my voice melt in with their contrasting style.
A few hours later, I emerged, sweaty from the force of singing and pushing my voice to a whole new level. I’d never sung like that in my life, with such fire and fierceness that it made every cell in my body light up. It was exhilarating.
Having Drew’s eyes on me the entire time, instructing me and then letting me work my magic, was amazing. We made such a great team.
“Jeez,” he said as I fell onto the couch, throwing back a bottle of water. “You’re so amazing, Kelly. You have such control over your voice, I’ve never heard anything like it. It’s perfect. Listen...”
I blushed a little as he hit play, happy to have impressed him.
The moment I heard myself mixed in with their song, I immediately understood what he meant about my voice being what was missing from it. While it was good before, suddenly it had a whole new level of spirit emanating from it. The simple addition of my voice had changed the tone and energy of it completely.
Raw emotion and feminine power meshed in with heavy metal and masculine strength. I’d never heard anything like it before. Goosebumps covered my skin, and I knew we were on to something big.
The song faded into silence, and I sat frozen on the couch, staring at Drew with my jaw hanging open, awestruck at his genius.
“Drew, that was...”
“Brilliant,” he finished my sentence, a victorious smile forming on his lips.
