by K. Renee
His teeth pull my bottom lip into his mouth. The look in his eyes is dark and clouded. A look I’ve never seen before.
“Tell me, Jericho,” he growls.
“What you saw tonight is the real me. I don’t pretend to be something I’m not, but I do have a little more refined taste when it comes to sex.” I feel myself blush at the words.
“Refined?” He grins. He knows what I’m saying, but he’s going to make me say it as well.
“I like things dirty. Kinky, if you will.” I stare into his eyes and I watch them change.
“You like what I did to you.” It isn’t a question, more of a statement, so I don’t say anything to that. “You were soaked by the time I got my dick inside of you.”
“I told you, I like things… dirty.”
“Good, doll, because there are so many dirty things I want to do to you while I’m here.”
He kisses me deeply and I can’t focus on anything but the words. Wren’s not sticking around. This is going to be a one-time fling. I need to keep my mind on that. No more letting him affect me the way he does. I can’t fall for someone who won’t even remember me when he steps foot on a plane and makes his way out of my life for good.
Chapter 10
Wren
The way her body moves against mine should be fucking illegal. Her sweet and innocent demeanor gets me harder than I ever thought possible. One thing about back home is I’ve yet to find a girl like her. I’ve traveled the world and nothing has ever matched this. Her beauty is something that I can’t deny and the way she makes me feel is unlike anything else.
Falling asleep with her in my arms was the first good night’s sleep I’ve gotten in a while. The only thing I could think about is her tight little ass pressed against my dick all night long. Waking up this morning, I have a hard-on that there is no way I’ll be getting rid of any time soon. We’ll probably be holed up in this place all day and night as I try to fuck it away.
She turns in my arms and rests her face against my naked chest. Her soft breath fans over my skin and I want so badly to wake her up. Reaching down, I slide my fingers along her clit and feel how wet she already is. She hasn’t even opened her eyes yet and she’s ready to go for round two.
Instead of fucking her with my dick this morning, I’m going to make her come with my mouth. We’re going to have a little sixty-nine style breakfast. Now, I just need to wake my sleeping beauty. Running my mouth along her throat, I suck on her skin and feel her body start to respond to me. I suck a little harder and she lets out a little breathy moan.
Her hand goes to the back of my neck and I continue to move my lips toward her ear. “I have a little breakfast for you.” I bite her earlobe as I start to move back down her neck, making a path between her tits.
When her eyes finally open, I see the sleepy grin on her face. “I love breakfast in bed.”
She bites her lip before letting her eyes follow my movements.
Once I kiss my way up and down her body, I lie on my back and motion for her to come over to me. She follows my instruction and comes to straddle my waist. Her eyes are full of lust and I can’t help but stare at her perfect tits. Every inch of her body is amazing, a work of art. Reaching up, I run my fingers down her chest and toward her belly. My fingers make their way to her thigh where I see the tattoo that covers her skin.
The center of the tattoo is a skull that morphs into more. The flowers that surround the skull are a pink color that pops against her pale skin. It almost looks like a watercolor of sorts with the way the flowers are colored. The skull is detailed more than most people get and I can’t help but run my fingers along her ink.
One thing this girl does is surprise me. Not one thing about her is something I expected and fuck that turns me on. When I met her last night, I had a feeling that sex between us would be off the charts, but I never knew it would be like this. That she would be like this.
“Spin around,” I demand.
She doesn’t question me as she slowly moves. The view of her ass right now is fucking amazing. Grabbing her thighs, I force her to move back to my mouth. As soon as she is within reach of my mouth, I lick her sweet cunt. She smells fucking good and the only thing on my mind now is worshipping her sweet cunt while she sucks me off.
“Take me into your mouth and show me just what you can do,” I growl.
She doesn’t think twice about my orders as she takes me into her mouth slowly. Her torturously slow pace has my hips bucking up into her mouth. She’s teasing me and doesn’t know how serious that game is with a guy like me, but she’s about to learn.
I don’t like teases; I like someone who gives me their best every damn time. I give women exactly what they fantasize about and leave them wanting more. Jericho is different though. Since I met her last night, I knew she was different. She loves all the kinky things that I do and I can’t wait to try a few things with her, but if she continues to tease me, I’ll cut ties with her now and move on to the next girl.
Grabbing her hips, I pull my mouth off of her clit and I spin her so her face is level with mine. Her eyes don’t show any fear and I like that, admire it even. She doesn’t let anyone intimidate her. She gets what she wants in a way, but not with me.
“I want your mouth on my dick, doing your thing. Stop fucking teasing me.”
One of her manicured eyebrows rises in question and she just watches me. She doesn’t say a word and that almost pisses me off more than the teasing.
“I don’t want that soft teasing shit you were doing. I want you to be rough with me. I get off on the pain.”
For emphasis on what I want, I grab her hair and give it a tug. Pulling her head back, I can see her eyes change. She just might like it just like I do. A moan slips from her lips and her eyes close. Using my other hand, I slap her lightly on the face and her eyes snap open.
“Suck my dick the way I know you can,” I state.
She moves back to where she was, and I watch as she lowers her mouth down to my shaft. First, she licks the head, swirling her tongue along the tip before taking me into her mouth. Her teeth gently scraping my shaft as she starts to bob her head up and down.
“Harder.” I slap her ass. As she starts to work me over, I can feel the bite of her teeth as they now scrape along my soft skin even harder than before.
Gripping her thighs, I give them a squeeze before I get back to sucking on her clit. I probe my tongue in and out of her pussy with hard strokes. Before long, she’s grinding down on my face and moaning while still shoving my cock down her throat. At one point, I had her gagging when she was starting to moan from what I was doing to her.
When I run my tongue along her tight puckered hole, her back arches and her grip on my thighs tightens. Her nails dig into the skin of my thighs and I feel my orgasm right there. I buck my hips up and she gags a bit. Biting her clit, she moans around my dick and I feel her cum as it coats my tongue. Her body goes taut and she stops moving on me.
Instead of waiting for her to come down from her orgasm, I shove my hips up into her. I set my own pace and force her to take me to the back of her throat, gagging her every time. The sounds bring me right to the edge and push me over with little effort.
“Fuck,” I grunt out.
I put my hand on the back of her head and thrust in and out until I ride out my orgasm.
She doesn’t disappoint when she swallows it all down. Her spent body collapses on me and I don’t bother to even move. I love having her pressing against me. Before I leave Vegas, I will be having this sweet hole. I run the tip of my finger along her puckered hole and she doesn’t even flinch. Most girls don’t want you anywhere near their asshole.
I don’t even bother getting up, but neither does Jericho. She seems content with just laying on top of me. When my phone rings with an incoming call, I finally have to pull my ass up and out of bed, leaving her to lie on her back. She doesn’t even bother covering herself up like some women do.
I see Enver’s name on
the screen and when I answer it, I know that he is going to ask where I went last night. It was supposed to be a guy’s night in a way, but he’ll understand that I couldn’t pass up this sweet cunt I’ve been buried in.
“Yeah?” I answer, lying back on the bed next to Jericho’s body. She’s running her fingers lightly down her own stomach and it’s hot as shit.
“Where the fuck did you disappear to? Elias was pissed as fuck, but he didn’t say shit. What did you do this time?” I can hear the humor in his voice and I know that Enver doesn’t give a shit if I pissed Elias off really; he is just being a nosy bitch.
“I had a better offer.” I grin.
“Please tell me it was his girl, the short little thing with dark hair that I saw you putting your tongue down her throat.”
“Yeah, that’s the one,” I answer. She knows I’m talking about her, but she doesn’t seem to care.
“That’s why he was so pissed. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him jealous of something. She must be his dirty little secret.”
I snort at that.
He only wished that she were his dirty secret. This girl is so far from being anything to him that he wouldn’t even realize if she stabbed him. I could see it written all over his face that he wanted her and it might be part of the reason I continued to pursue her.
“She knows who you are?” he asks in a hushed whisper like she can hear his side of the conversation.
“No. I haven’t said anything,” I answer. Looking at her, she has her eyes closed. Her fingers are resting on my stomach and she’s got her face barely touching my skin.
“Fuck, dude. I don’t know how you do it.” I can hear the humor in his voice as he continues. “I had some bitch last night beg me to marry her. Another one wanted to have my baby. These bitches here are fucking insane.”
“That’s them damn slutty women for you. They still don’t get the word ‘no’ even after all this time.”
He chuckles before telling me to hold on a second. “Looks like we might be staying a few extra nights.” This peaks my curiosity. The only reason we’d be staying is if we had a gig pop up. We have a tour coming up that we need to get ready for and it was hard enough to squeeze this shit in.
“Dek?” I ask.
He’s the one who always tells us where to be and when. We have managers for that shit, but I never answer their calls or check their messages. Our manager’s assistant tries to bed me every time we are in the same room and I don’t shit where I eat so I turn her ass down every time, but she still won’t take the hint.
“Yeah. He said that Ello has us booked at the Hard Rock this weekend. Impromptu show and all that shit. I guess they announced tickets last night and it sold out in ten minutes.”
He’s stoked as hell right now, but if the rest of the guys show up, that means my plans of fucking Jericho are going to be thrown out the window and I’ll be with the guys for most of the weekend.
“Fucking hell. Why can’t Ello just give us the mini vacation we deserve? I should have seen this shit coming,” I mutter.
I’m not surprised that he pulled this shit, but fuck, I just wanted one weekend filled with dirty sex to get me through this next tour. It’s not like I can just tie any groupie up on the road. Well, I’m sure I can, but I don’t want to get sued and shit.
I look back over at Jericho and she’s still got her eyes closed and her lips are slightly parted. “Well, if the assholes are going to interrupt my sex filled weekend, then I better get to fucking so I can last through this next tour of fucking missionary.”
He laughs into the line, but he knows I’m serious about this shit. “I’ll give you a call when the guys get here and we can get dinner or something as a band. You can even bring your new little toy along if you need to be able to fuck someone at dinner like the last time we were in town.”
I think back to the night he is talking about and groan. That bitch went down on me in a crowded restaurant. When she was done, she came and sat on my lap, letting me fuck her in front of everyone after.
“Fuck,” I groan. “Now I need to go fuck that visual out of my head,” I grumble. “Call me later,” I state before hanging up.
I need to get my dick inside of Jericho right now since I won’t have as much time with her as I originally planned.
Tossing my phone to the end of the bed, I scoot down and wrap my arm around her, pulling her closer to me. I kiss along her neck and she presses her body farther into mine. She moans low and her fingers splay along my chest.
“Please, Wren,” she begs.
Just hearing that fall from her lips turns me on. My dick hardens and I waste no time spreading her thighs and pressing the head of my cock into her tight cunt. She tips her head back against the pillows and I take the opportunity to grab her neck. Her lips part as soon as I squeeze her throat. I continue to fuck her roughly, knocking the headboard into the wall on each thrust.
I use my other hand to pinch her nipple and a breathy moan escapes her.
“God, just like that,” she says out of breath.
I don’t stop what I’m doing; I just continue to fuck her like it’s going to be the last time. I know I sure as hell am nowhere near done with her yet, but my plans could be ruined at any moment.
“Fuck,” I grunt out when her eyes roll back and she moans out my name.
Her pussy is squeezing the shit out of me and I know that I’m going to come at any second. I bite down on her shoulder and my teeth sink into her soft skin.
I don’t hear a peep from her other than a breathy sigh. She likes it rough and painful. If I weren’t against having a girl waiting for me while we go on tour, I’d be all over Jericho. She is everything that I’ve ever craved and more.
Collapsing onto her, I bury my face into her neck and huff out a few deep breaths. I don’t bother moving because I like the feel of her under me.
“What other toys did you bring?” Her voice has a hint of excitement and when I pull back, I can see the curiosity in her eyes.
“We will get to those later,” I murmur before kissing down her neck, heading straight for her tits. I press them together with both of my hands and run my tongue along her skin. Perfect, every inch of her is pure perfection.
“Well, I just hope you get to them before I have to work.” She wrinkles her nose at the word work and I know that whatever Elias was pissed about last night will continue into tonight. I have a feeling that I’m going to have to intervene again.
I probably shouldn’t since she’s going to have to still work for him even after I leave, but I can’t help but want to protect her from him. I know the type of man he is and I have a feeling that he won’t care if she says no next time. He’ll try and take whatever it is he wants from her, not giving a shit about what the consequences are. He’s a dick, plain and simple.
“If he gives you shit, just call me.”
She narrows her eyes at me and I pinch her nipple and give it a slight twist.
“I’m serious as fuck. I won’t stand to let him do anything to you. I don’t give a shit if he’s my friend or not. Men should never hurt or force themselves on women.”
A hint of a smile forms on her lips.
“I seem to have met a real southern gentleman.”
I roll my eyes at that. She doesn’t know who I am and it’s somewhat refreshing. I live in Cape Cod and am a member of Arduous Murder. I play a guitar for a living and sing. I have women throwing themselves at me every damn night, but right now, I am content right where I am.
“Do you work on Sunday?”
I don’t even know why I ask. Maybe it’s because I want her to know who I am in a way or because I want her to say that she’ll be busy and can’t show up to watch us play.
Who the fuck knows.
Chapter 11
Jericho
I heard his conversation when he thought I was sleeping. It still didn’t stop me from letting him take me again, but that’s just because my brain is still fuzzy from all the a
mazing sex. Sure, half of what he was saying didn’t make a whole lot of sense to me, but I don’t care all that much. The only thing I could focus on was the way his body felt pressed against mine.
“I work every night this weekend. I typically get Tuesday and Wednesday off.”
I leave it at that because part of me is afraid to tell him anything more than that. The weekends are the best days to work in Las Vegas, so I try to make sure I’m always working them. My apartment doesn’t pay for itself.
“Why?” I ask when he doesn’t say anything to that. He runs a finger along my cheek and I lean into his touch just like I did last night. I don’t know what it is about him that makes me drop all my defenses and just give into him.
“I was going to invite you to a show, but since you have to work, I guess I’ll have to take a raincheck.” I stare at him for a minute before I move forward and press my lips to his.
“What kind of show?” I asked against his lips.
He grins and I can see his eyes light up. “A metal show.”
I pull away and raise an eyebrow at him. His grin widens more and he reaches for his phone. I watch him as he types something into the YouTube search box. He scrolls for a second before he selects a video and hands the phone over to me. I read the band name and it’s one I’ve never heard of.
Arduous Murder – Cryptic
The song starts to play and I listen to the singer scream into the microphone. It isn’t bad, but it isn’t what I listen to typically. I’m more of a country music fan for the most part, but I listen to a little bit of everything.
When the song comes to an end, he waits for me to say something.
“It’s not what I’m used to. I mean it’s not bad, just different.”
I can see the amusement in his expression as he stares at me, still not saying a word. Instead, he just kisses me. He rolls us over so that I am now on top of him. Just as he starts to kiss along my shoulder, my phone starts to ring.
