Bad For Me (My Forbidden Rockstar)

by Bowman, Dara

  When I reach my car, I yank the passenger side door open and help her in. Annie gazes at me with her baby blue eyes and her look nearly sends me over the edge.

  I race to get in the driver’s side, start the car, throw it in gear, and then tear out of the arena parking lot. I’m afraid to speak in case I say something stupid and break the spell. I catch Annie looking over at me out of the corner of my eye, and I reach across and place my hand on her thigh.

  Her skin is silky smooth and I love the feel of her as I run my hand along her bare skin.

  “Mmm,” Annie purrs softly. She closes her eyes and leans her head back into the headrest.

  Shit yeah, this must be the go-ahead, today is my lucky day. I push my hand further up her thigh. Annie bites her lip, but she doesn’t say anything and she doesn’t try to stop me. I run my hand up even higher until it slips under her skirt. I run my fingers along the inside of her upper thigh, and then I let my fingers graze over her silk panties.

  This time a moan escapes her lips, and she spreads her legs for me a tiny bit.

  Fuck, she’s so hot.

  I don’t want to swerve off the road, and I don’t want to take away from when I actually get her inside my house, but a little fondling can’t hurt. I stroke over her sex, feeling her through the flimsy material of her underwear. I can feel the heat radiating from between her legs, and I begin to rub her in soft, circular motions.

  Annie moans again, even louder this time, and I can’t take it anymore. I push my foot harder on the gas pedal, desperate to get home as fast as possible. Annie squirms in her seat as I continue to stroke her, she’s trying desperately to stifle her moans but soft little pants escape from her uncontrollably.

  I know she’s loving this.

  We reach my development, and moments later we’re pulling into my driveway. I sadly withdraw my hand from under her skirt and hurry to help Annie get out of the car. She gladly clings to my hand, and walks shakily behind me as I lead her towards the house.

  “Just so you know, I hate my house,” I say gruffly, unlocking the door.

  She gives me a quizzical look.

  “Why?” she asks.

  I shrug. “It always just feels cold and empty, and I guess it’s never really felt like home to me.”

  I lead her inside, and pull her along the hallway. I kick open the door to my bedroom and then I freeze. I care about Annie, we’ve come so far and have so far to go still, and I don’t want to mess this up. I’ve been good at messing things up lately.

  She looks at me with her eyebrows raised and begins smoothing her hair down self-consciously.

  “What’s wrong?” she asks.

  “Nothing,” I breathe, “I just don’t want to screw this up.”

  “You can’t,” she says, as she takes my hand and pulls me towards her.

  I push the door closed, and take Annie in my arms, immediately I smell her intoxicating scent of mint and lemons and it makes my heart beat faster. As I look into her eyes I realize suddenly that she will always be beautiful to me. There is something special about her and I know I will never ever get over it.

  She makes me want to remove all the pain and sadness that she has ever had to feel, and I want to fight to the death to stop her from ever feeling those emotions again.

  Annie smiles at me, as if she can hear the thoughts going through my mind. I love her smile, especially when I’m the reason for it.

  I lean down and kiss her, relishing in the feel of her soft lips against mine, God I’ve been waiting for this. I breathe in deep and take in the sweet smell of her as I pull her forcefully into my kiss. I part her lips with mine and press my tongue gently into her mouth. She meets me eagerly, pressing her soft wet tongue against mine, she tastes like heaven and I do everything I can to commit this moment to memory. Our kiss becomes a tangle of lust, our breaths quicken and my hands begin exploring her tits and ass.

  I kick off my shoes and pull Annie towards the bed.

  “Come here.” I command.

  She moans her assent, and I pull her shirt over her head. I take in her lacy black and pink bra, tracing my fingers over the plunging cups and the delicate pale skin of her breasts. I want to pop each of her perfect tits out of her bra, but I’m not ready yet, I’m going to savor this moment.

  I brush her hair off her left shoulder, and place a trail of kisses from her ear down her throat, as my hands slide down her taunt stomach to her skirt. I unhook the button in the back of her skirt, and slide the zipper down. I let the skirt fall to a puddle on the ground.

  Annie steps out of it, and I take a step back to survey her.

  She is standing before me in her lacy bra, with matching thong and black heels. She’s a fucking knock out with ample tits, a flat stomach, and endless legs. Her calves are trim and slender and I picture them wrapped around my shoulders. My dick is so hard that it aches.

  “You’re fucking gorgeous,” I croak. She smiles shyly, and I gently push her down on the bed. I take one of her calves in my hand and slip off her heel, I grab her other leg and do the same.

  “So why am I half naked and you’re still fully dressed?” she pouts.

  “Oh, baby, I can fix that.”

  I kick my shoes and socks off, and yank my shirt over my head. My hands fly to my zipper, and I pull my pants off as fast as I can.

  I see Annie’s eyes pop open as I strip before her, and I hope she likes what she sees. Every other girl has always seemed more than happy with me, but Annie isn’t like the rest of them. I don’t feel like she’s using me because I’m Dom Dresden.

  “I think you’re hard for me,” she says coos, seeing the obvious bulge in my boxer briefs.

  She slips her hands into the waistband of my underwear and pulls me towards her. She slips my boxers over my hard cock, and then licks her lips before grasping my dick in her hands.

  Holy fuck, I feel like I’m going to blow my load right now.

  “Annie,” I say in a raw voice, “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’m nearly ready to blow.”

  “Even better,” she murmurs, slipping off the bed and taking my hand. “Lay down,’’ she orders.

  “Bossy. I like it.”

  She raises her eyebrows. “Would you like it if I had chains and a whip?” she teases.

  “Oh, you have no fucking idea,” I groan. The thought of Annie in some black dominatrix outfit with some naughty props makes my dick twitch.

  I lay down on the bed, my dick pointing up to the ceiling.

  Still in her skimpy bra and panties, Annie climbs on top of me, giving me a view full of her ample cleavage.

  “Like what you see?” she asks, noticing me ogle her tits.

  “You bet I fucking do.”

  She settles herself between my legs, and her long hair brushes against my thighs.

  Oh fuck, I’m never going to last.

  She takes me by my shaft, and flicks her tongue against my swollen head.

  I groan, bucking my hips, desperate to feel encased in her warm soft mouth.

  I feel her smile against me, and she teases me again, licking my head in long, wet strokes. Seconds later, she takes me in her mouth, and I cry out with pleasure.

  Annie works her mouth and up down my shaft, licking every inch of me as she tugs on my balls. My breath is all ragged and hard, and I fist my hands in her hair as I buck my hips up into her hot little mouth.

  “I’m going to come!” I gasp, trying to pull out of her mouth.

  “Good,” she breathes, holding me firmly as she pushes her head down, forcing me into the back of her throat.

  Fucking hell, she’s going to swallow. This is better than I ever could have imagined.

  “Argh”! I cry out as I come hard, my dick jerking in her mouth as I explode, filling Annie’s mouth with my hot cum.

  She moans, swallowing multiple times before finally pulling herself off me.

  “You didn’t have to do that,” I manage to say between breaths, pulling her down to my chest.r />
  “I wanted to.”

  I run my hands over her ass, knowing it won’t take long before I’m hard again.

  “You’re turn, baby,” I say, flipping her over on to her back.

  She lets out a wild giggle from the sudden movement.

  “I need to see these beautiful tits,” I explain, reaching behind her and deftly unsnapping her bra.

  “You’ve done this before,” she says dryly, mocking my skills.

  “I could have just said the same about you,” I challenge, thinking about the fucking amazing blowjob she's perfected.

  She smirks. Damn, Annie is turning out to be a real fiend.

  I slip her bra off, and look greedily at her big pink nipples. I take each nipple into my mouth, as my hand slides down to her sex. I suck on her nipples as I rub her through her panties, wanting to drive her to a frenzy before I finally give in and give her what she wants.

  After a few minutes, Annie is moaning and begging me.

  “What?” I tease in a dark voice, “Tell me what you want.”

  “Do I have to spell it out?” she gasps, bucking her hips into my growing erection.

  “I want to hear you say the words.”

  “Lick me, Dom!” she gasps.

  "I thought you’d never ask.”

  I slide her silky panties down her legs, and toss them to the floor.

  Oh god, she’s even sexier than I imagined.

  She’s completely waxed, and I run my fingers through her soft folds, feeling her silky wetness.

  I spread her open gently and bring my mouth to her, smiling at the sound of pleasure that escapes her lips.

  “That’s right, baby,” I say against her delicate flesh, “make as much noise as you like.”

  Nothing turns me on more than hearing a girl moan while I fuck her.

  I run my tongue along her folds, tasting every inch of her as I suck her with my lips. I graze my teeth over her sensitive spots, and then I bring my fingers in on the action, too. Annie is going crazy, tossing her head back and forth, crying out and moaning my name as her thighs begin to tremble.

  For the one-millionth time, I think about how fucking sexy she is. I’ve never been with someone who has turned me on so much. I usually feel like women just want me because of who I am, but I don’t feel that with Annie, I can tell she really wants me.

  I slide two fingers deep inside of her and swirl them around as I flick my tongue against her clit.

  “Dom!” she cries, bucking wildly.

  She begins writhing under my touch and I watch with burning lust as she comes for me, her body succumbing to the pleasure I'm giving her. Small desperate gasps of ecstasy escape her lips, and eventually a small satisfied smile washes over her face...I've never seen anything more beautiful.

  Once Annie is finished, I lie down next to her and take her in my arms. I love the feeling of being so close to her, to feel her soft warmth against my own body, to feel her breath against my skin. I trace my fingers along her collarbone, amazed that I’ve gotten her into bed, and amazed that I have true, undeniable feelings for her.

  “This was not how I expected to spend my afternoon,” she jokes in a soft voice.

  I laugh. “Same here.”

  “What made you change your mind about me?” I ask. I’m curious. She was so angry with me at the hospital that I thought we would never speak again.

  She suddenly looks embarrassed, and turns away.

  “You can tell me.”

  “It was two things, actually. The first was my dad telling me to go easy on you.”

  “Your dad?” I can’t imagine Cliff telling his sweet daughter to go after a womanizing rock star, let alone the fact that Roxie is my mom.

  “Well, he didn’t actually tell me to pursue a relationship. Just to be nice to you.”

  She’s playing with her hair now and I know she’s uncomfortable.

  “The other thing?” I ask, I have to know this now.

  She looks up at me with her bright blue eyes. “Please, Dom. Don’t make me tell you,” she pleads.

  I wait expectantly. Annie gives an annoyed huff, and rolls over on her belly to look me square in the eyes. I can’t help but notice the luscious curve of her ass.

  “It was what you said about your dad. How you and your mom had been put through Hell.”

  I stiffen; I don’t like where this is going.

  “I realized that there was more to you. That you couldn’t have gone through that without being a certain way.”

  “I don’t want to talk about that right now,” I say coldly.

  The color drains from Annie's face and I can feel her heart racing.

  “I don’t mean it like that. You don’t have to ever talk about it with me. It just made me realize there was more to you than meets the eye.”

  I’m definitely annoyed, but Annie is lying naked in my bed, and the erection between my legs is begging for attention.

  I roll Annie back over, and slide on top of her, running my cock along her folds.

  She closes her eyes and a soft involuntary moan escapes her lips. I know the erotic sounds of her moans will be burned in my memory forever. It’s the most sensual, arousing sound I’ve ever heard.

  Our mouths collide, and I continue to rub against her as we kiss. I groan loudly as I feel Annie’s nails dig into my back.

  “Hang on,” I breathe, leaning over to my nightstand for a condom. Annie watches as I slide the condom down my shaft, and then she spreads her legs for me.

  It’s at that exact moment that I hear someone banging on my bedroom window.

  “You asshole! I know you have a girl in there.”

  “What the hell?” Annie yelps, and rolls off the bed at the same second I jump off her.

  “Brittany,” I growl.

  “Excuse me?” Annie is hiding in the doorway of the bathroom, her hands on her hips, giving me her angriest glare. As pissed as she is, I can’t help but notice how damn glorious she looks when she’s naked and angry.

  “My fucking psycho neighbor!” I spit. I can see Brittany’s shadow behind my blinds. Why the fuck hadn’t I called security yet? I had made a note to do it, but never got around to it.

  “Dom!” Brittany screams, banging hard on the window.

  “What the fuck is she doing here?” Annie hisses.

  “I don’t know!” I say angrily. “I told you she was a fucking psycho! She can’t seem to take a hint.”

  That’s all Annie needs to hear.

  “Oh, she’s going to take my hint,” Annie fumes.

  She grabs her clothes and quickly throws them on. I follow suit, jumping into my jeans, and tossing my shirt over my head.

  “What the hell does that mean? You’re not doing anything!”

  “The hell I’m not,” Annie seethes, “I’m not putting up with this crap.”

  I’m slightly amused, and slightly terrified by Annie’s change in behavior, and I can’t help but think of her incident at the Cherry Tower.

  “I’m calling the cops,” I say, “ Let it go. I’ll get a restraining order and I’m going to go out there and give that bitch a piece of my mind."

  “Fuck that!”

  Annie’s nearly dressed, and I know I don’t have much time. I whip out my phone and dial 911.

  “This is Dom Dresden. I live at 6 Palm Green Drive in Rolling Hills. I have an intruder on my property.”

  Brittany is still banging away at the windows, calling me every name in the book, and Annie, now fully dressed, is dashing down the hall.

  “Annie!” I yell, I hang up with the cops and chase after her.

  She throws the front door open and runs out into the driveway where Brittany’s Maserati is parked.

  “Where are you?” Annie screams, hurrying around the side of the house.

  Fuck. Now I’m dealing with two crazy chicks.

  Brittany comes barreling around the side of the house and stops dead in her tracks when she sees Annie. Brittany is dressed in her typical ti
ght clothing – a tiny hot pink halter dress with her ass nearly hanging out.

  Annie surveys her and I can only imagine what she’s thinking. Annie knows this girl has at least given me a blowjob before.

  “This is what you want?” Brittany asks in disbelief as she gestures to Annie.

  “You’re nothing to Dom,” Annie says coolly, “So you better get your busted ass in your pretty little car and take yourself home.”

  Brittany laughs loudly. “Bullshit! I was just with Dom the other night!”

  I see Annie stiffen. “I know. Only because I wouldn’t hook up with him, so he had to come find a piece of trash who would.”

  Ouch. This isn’t going to go over well.

  Brittany’s eyes are wild and she looks over to me. “That’s not true! Is it?”

  I nod slowly. This is not my proudest moment.

  “Well, I guess it didn’t take you long to become a piece of trash yourself,” Brittany spits.

  Annie laughs. “That’s right. Now why don’t you run along home because now Dom has a real woman.”

  I can tell Brittany’s about to lose her mind.

  “Fuck you!” she screams, “Dom wants me!” She lunges at Annie, and I jump in.

  “I don’t want you, Brittany!” I shout. “You know we were nothing more than some random hook ups. Go home to Roberto and leave me the hell alone!”

  “He’ll just use you like the rest of us,” Brittany snaps, “That’s all women are to Dom. Objects to be fucked and sucked. Once he’s done using you, he’ll throw you away for a new piece of pussy.”

  I cringe at Brittany’s words, and look over at Annie anxiously.

  “He won’t,” Annie vows.

  But I can see the uncertainty in her eyes. I want to cry out that it’s not that way with Annie, that I’m not going to use her like the others, but I don’t want Brittany to be involved in that intimate confession.

  Annie steps up into Brittany’s face. “I think Dom has made it perfectly clear. Stay the hell away from my man.”

  My man.

  Damn, I like the sound of that.

  And that's when I hear the wailing sirens approach as two police cars roll up the driveway.