Jimmy and Audra took a car back to her apartment. She was giddy and danced him into the middle of her living room. He loved her lighthearted laugh and optimism, but the uncertainty and friction that now infiltrated their life – Audra’s life, in particular – gnawed at him. He didn’t want to cause upheaval in her family, but he didn’t know how to rectify it. The only thing he could do was love Audra and show her father that she was the center of his world.
“What’s with the frown?” Audra cupped his face in her hands and tried to read his eyes.
“I don’t want to come between you and your father. You have a close relationship.” He scratched one of his long sideburns. Why couldn’t things be simple? He finally found a woman to love who could share his life. He didn’t have to compromise his music. She’d never compete with it – she’d embrace it. She was already part of his life. He didn’t have to worry about the separation of being on tour – she’d be right there with him, leading the way, but her father’s iron fist blocked their path to happiness.
“Hey.” Audra’s voice jolted him back to their conversation. “Let me worry about my father. He’s overprotective, but above all, he wants me and Kira to be happy. You just need to prove you’re worthy in his eyes. You’re already worthy in my eyes.”
She placed a long, hot kiss on his lips. His body smoldered from her touch. He had no idea how he was supposed to prove himself to her father, but he would worry about that later. He needed to revel in the love he and Audra shared, without the disapproving cloud of her father. He stepped back so he could see the love and happiness that radiated from her face. “I love you, babe. You’re the missing piece to my heart that I didn’t even know was gone. Now it’s whole.”
She laced her fingers together behind his neck. “I love you, too.” She smiled back at him. “There’s that famous Jimmy smile. I’ve never seen it disappear for so long before. You had me worried.”
“As long as you’re in my life, this smile will be permanently engraved on my face. I’ve never been happier.” He lifted her off the floor with a hug, and her joyful laughter filled his ears. He loved that she was always in good spirits and had an upbeat personality. She was a pleasure to be around. He gently lowered her feet to the floor, and brought her to the bedroom.
He stopped at the edge of the bed and dusted his lips across the soft flesh where her neck met her collarbone. She rolled her head to the side and exhaled a small sigh. His tongue traced tiny circles on her shoulder, while one hand slowly ran over her breast. Tiny gasps left her lips as he toyed with the barbell that ran through her nipple, squeezing it between his fingers and twisting it slightly through the thin fabric of her shirt.
He pulled the top of her shirt down and exposed one of her breasts. He pulled the nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. He loved that hard little nub, surrounded by the metal barbell. It reminded him of the uninhibited girl that resided underneath her good girl exterior.
She discarded her shirt, pushed her jeans down and stepped out of them. Her black lace bra and matching panties was the picture of refined elegance. The material shimmered with the light’s reflection. He skimmed his fingers across the silky fabric around her breast and toward her back. A quick snap and her bra cascaded away from her body and fell to the floor. Her panties quickly joined them.
He lusted for her naked body. Her plump breasts were swollen with desire. Her nipples were hardened nubs, surrounded by bright silver metal. He took one in his mouth and suckled, while his hand traced the perimeter of her slender waist.
She pulled at the back of his shirt and slipped it over his head. “Lie down.” She guided his shoulders toward the mattress until he was flat on the bed. She was taking the lead, and it made the blood rush to his engorged cock. He had no idea what to expect. She continually surprised him with her boldness.
She pulled his jeans and briefs down to his ankles and straddled him. She ran her fingernails over his chest, digging into his flesh with just enough pressure to leave bright pink stripes on his body. She started at the top of his shoulders and raked her nails across his pecs and circled his nipples. She leaned over and kissed him. Her mouth was forceful, and her tongue dominated his with quick and hungry twists and turns. She nipped at his neck, and it set his body ablaze.
His hands found her breasts, and he sucked a hard nipple into his mouth. The cool metal of the barbell contrasted with the heat that emanated from her skin. Her breasts were perfect. They were round and full and stood high on her chest. He didn’t need a pair of fake tits, not when she possessed two magnificent globes which offered him large, bright pink, erect nipples. He fondled one with his thumb while he nibbled on the other.
She let out a gasp and pressed her pussy into his abdomen. He felt her wetness transfer onto his body, and his cock begged to enter her. “Get a condom,” he whispered.
She gave him an erotic smile and grabbed his erection tightly in her fist. She was on her knees, straddling him, with his dick in her hand, and she stroked him long and hard.
“You’re killing me,” he moaned.
Her sultry eyes teased him. “I’m just getting started.” She straddled his legs, imprisoning them with her knees, and knelt over his cock. She still had it in both hands, but now her fingers were laced together. Her thumbs were on the underside of his shaft, rubbing the sensitive head with every stroke. It was driving him insane with pleasure. He needed to control himself or he would come from her touch. He grunted and moaned, while he fought the surge of sensations that threatened to carry him to ecstasy . . . and then her hands were gone.
She went to the nightstand and retrieved a bottle of lube and a condom. Thank God, because he wanted to fuck her until his dick was sore. He tried to snatch the condom from her hand, but she pulled it away.
“I’m not done yet.” She turned the bottle of lube to face him. “Strawberry. We’re gonna have some fun.”
Oh, she was naughty!
She knelt on the bed next to him and poured a generous amount of lube onto her fingertips, and then her hand slipped between her legs. Her eyes kept a steady focus on his as her fingers glided the flavored liquid between the folds of her skin. Her fingers weren’t just coating her pussy; she was getting off.
Jimmy popped up on his elbows and watched with fascination. His eyes were torn between watching her fingers play with her clit, and watching her hooded, glazed-over eyes. Her parted lips drew deep breaths and exhaled long sighs. With her left hand, she pulled her flesh apart to expose her clit. Jimmy bent his head and looked closer at the beautiful bud between her legs. It held him in a powerful trance and drew him closer. With the finger of her right hand, Audra pushed her clit back and forth and then rolled it in a circle. It was hot pink and swollen. He wanted to suck it into his mouth, but he was mesmerized and unable to move. He was paralyzed by the erotic show. He was so captivated that he couldn’t even grab his cock and jerk off. His balls ached with need, but he was hypnotized by Audra’s glistening pussy and throbbing little clit. She started to tremble and sway on her knees. Her head fell back and her long hair cascaded down the center of her back.
She came with a series of silent gasps and her eyes disappeared behind their lids. Unable to control his desire, Jimmy rushed toward her and sucked her clit into his mouth. It was puckered and throbbing, still riding out an orgasm. He wanted to fuck her, but his mouth didn’t want to relinquish the nectar that graced his tongue. He licked and sucked her clit, nibbling on it with his lips, until she begged him to stop. Her juices covered his chin with a layer of warm liquid, and he moaned with desire. He moved his lips to her neck, but she pushed him down on the bed and rolled him onto his back.
He finally kicked his sneakers and jeans off and set his legs free. He spread his knees and a rush of air cooled the burning heat between his legs. His cock was flying high and pointed straight up to the ceiling. The slight bounce of the bed, as Audra searched for the condom, caused his dick to sway. The small movement sent a tingling sensatio
n through his lower half, and he thought he might come just from the slight bump in the mattress.
Audra located the condom strewn in the sheets and turned it so the colored end faced him. “Cherry flavored, to pop my cherry.”
His head bolted up from the pillow, but then he burst out laughing and fell back on the bed. “You almost had me.” He was so overcome with passion, he couldn’t think straight. He had noted the tightness of her pussy the first time they’d slept together, but she was no virgin.
Her hand grabbed his cock and stroked it, eradicating all thoughts from his head. Euphoric sensations traveled up and down his shaft. He grunted every time her thumb made contact with the tip. She had this little trick that drove him crazy. She fisted his cock, and when she reached the head, she circled her thumb over the opening before sliding her hand back down to his balls. Over and over she stroked his cock with the little swirl at the top that sent his body into spasms. He was ready to burst, but he fought it. Her hand finally gave him reprieve, and he let out a heavy sigh and panted. When he lifted his head from the pillow, she was coating her hands in lube. She spread the strawberry flavored substance between her palms and through her fingers. Her hands glowed from the slippery lubrication, and he watched with erotic curiosity.
She gave him a sly smile before she laced her fingers together and clamped them around his cock like a warm, slippery pussy. She used both hands, together, without a sliver of space or air in the warm pocket she created. His cock fit perfectly in the indentation at the base of her palms as she slid her hand up and over his shaft. Again, when she got to the head, she turned her weaved fingers over the tip in a circular motion before making her descent. Her hands slid down to his balls, then traveled upwards and twisted over the head again and again. She slid her laced fingers down, up and over his cock repeatedly. The slippery lube was warm and her hands glided over his shaft. His legs were trembling, and he grabbed the sheets in his fists. His breath was reduced to short grunts, and his vision was a blur of light and dark while his eyes rolled up into his head every few seconds. She was skilled far beyond his expectations. She was pushing him beyond his breaking point – straight to handjob heaven.
He lifted his shoulders from the bed. “Stop,” his voice betrayed his needs. “I can’t hold out. I don’t wanna come yet.”
She sat back on her knees, and her hands slowly came to rest at the base of his cock. “Did you like that?” Her smile indicated she already knew the answer.
His voice was gone. His lungs required too much air to speak. He just lay there, helpless, waiting for her to finally finish him off.
She wiped her hands in the sheet and ripped open the small foil packet. She took the condom and placed the reservoir end of it between her lips.
He picked his head up to see what the hell she was going to do to him now.
She held his cock steady with one hand and rolled the condom over the head and down the shaft with her lips.
It was hot as fucking hell. He almost came from the touch of her lips and the erotic way in which she covered him. He moaned and rolled his head back and forth. “Where the fuck did you learn how to do that? And that basket weave thing you did with your hands? It was incredible.”
A proud and wily smile spread across her pink lips. “A lady never reveals her sources.”
She straddled his waist, and her wet pussy formed a suction against his abs. Her thumbs rubbed circles around his nipples while his cock twitched against her lower back. She slid backwards and rubbed herself against his torso, leaving a wet trail. His cock fell perfectly between her butt cheeks, and she pushed back against it. She wanted anal! He flipped her over onto her stomach, and she raised herself up on her hands and knees. He ran his engorged cock down the crack of her ass. Each movement sent a jolt of electricity through his body as he watched the slow descent of his cock from the base of her spine to her puckered pink orifice. When the tip of his dick touched her anus, she bucked and looked over her shoulder.
“Nuh-uh,” she said with a laugh. “Not that hole.”
He moaned with disappointment and let out a sadistic chuckle. “Oh, you little cock tease.” He slapped her on the butt – hard. “I’m gonna fuck you raw.”
She let out an excited gasp, and then a provocative smile spread across her face. “You better, because my pussy is throbbing.” Her eyes dropped to his cock, covered in the bright red condom. “I want that cherry bomb to tear me apart.”
He loved her dirty mouth. It was as unexpected as her technique, but equally as hot. He slid his cock lower, and the tip slipped inside her pussy. She let out a deep grunt and pushed back on her knees. Her pussy was narrow and tight. It squeezed his cock and sent sensations to every nerve ending in his lower half. Her body strained to accommodate his girth. He was trying to go easy, trying not to pummel the ever loving shit out of her, but he could barely control himself. He clenched her slender hips in his hands to steady himself and slow his thrusts, but she wanted it rough. She kept pushing back, forcing his cock into her body.
“Harder,” she groaned. “I want to feel all of you inside me.”
He couldn’t hold back any longer. He used her hips to aid his momentum and crash himself into her. His balls careened off her pussy, and were probably hitting her right in the clit, by the way she would grunt and moan every time his hips slapped against her bottom.
She was holding onto the rails of the headboard and crying out with the most erotic sounds he’d ever heard – low, deep, guttural moans mingled with softer catlike mewling. She was shuddering underneath him and flapping like a sheet in the wind.
His cock was practically vibrating from the sensations that shot through him. He thrust himself harder and faster, while his breaths were long husking gasps, and then everything went white. Spots blocked his vision and intense pleasure shot through him. He thrust his hips forward and propelled his cock deep inside her as far as her body would allow. His buttocks clenched with a series of spasms as his juices filled the condom and small jerks popped his hips into her. He kept his cock buried inside her and slid his hand around her body to find her clit. That little bud was hot and pulsing under his finger. He rubbed it back and forth and in a circle, just like she had done when pleasuring herself, incorporating the juices that lubricated their union. She arched her back and threw her chin up to the ceiling. A long loud cry filled the room, and he realized that it wasn’t just Audra’s wail of bliss, but his own as well.
They both fell to the mattress in a heap of sexual exhaustion. Her hair strangled his face and blocked his air, but he was too spent to move. His legs trembled with fatigue, and he could barely move his arms.
Audra was panting into the pillow. He managed enough strength to brush the hair from his face. He kissed the back of her neck and rested his lips there. He loved her, and she loved him. A broad smile covered his face, and he wrapped his arms around her. He succumbed to exhaustion and quickly fell asleep with the woman he loved in his arms.
Chapter Eleven
Jimmy finally took the initiative and put a binder on an apartment in Audra’s building. The real reason was because he wanted to be closer to her, but he hoped it would show her father that he had every intention of remaining in Audra’s life. She was thrilled that he would be living one floor directly below her, and he was happy to purchase a place of his own. The apartment was a two-bedroom, three bath unit and far more money than Jimmy expected to pay, but it meant the woman he loved was only an elevator ride away. In his eyes, it was worth double.
He invited the band and the girls over to show off his soon-to-be new digs, and they spread out on their own without waiting for a tour. Alyssa and Jessi headed straight for the kitchen with Audra, which was comical, since none of them really cooked. Women and their kitchens. It must be like guys and their rides.
Angel and Tommy were glued to the view of Central Park and hadn’t moved from the window for at least five minutes.
Damien lingered a few feet away from Jimmy, with
his hands in his pockets, not showing much interest. Jimmy slapped him on the back. “What do you think of the place, man? It should be all mine in a matter of days.”
Damien pursed his lips to the side and pouted. “I think it’s not Brooklyn.”
“It’s one borough away.”
“Exactly. Me, you and Angel lived minutes from each other our whole lives. He moves out to Long Island with Tommy and Jessi. It takes me 40 minutes to get to his house. Now you’re gonna desert me, too?”
It wasn’t often that Damien showed his soft side, although everyone close to him knew that under his gory tattoos, rigid mohawk and tough-guy scowl, lurked a heart of gold.
“You’ll be fine.” He slugged Damien in the arm, the same way Damien often slugged him, in a gesture of friendship.
A hint of a smile peeked out from the corner of Damien’s mouth. “I guess the way you drive, it’s really only an extra five minutes.”
“And the way you zip around on that chopper, you can be here in record time.” He threw his arm around his friend’s shoulder. “Let’s go to dinner. I got a car downstairs to take us to Garcia’s. It’s been a long time since we all sat down together in Angel’s dad’s restaurant.”
As the group approached the large glass doors in the lobby that faced Central Park, building security intercepted them. “I’m terribly sorry, Miss Abelman. It seems that the paparazzi have been alerted to your guests’ arrival.”
Since the story broke about Jimmy and Audra, they had become accustomed to the occasional pop of flashbulbs that went off outside the building whenever they arrived or departed. “It’s okay,” Jimmy told the security officer. “That’s our limo out front.”
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