FANtasy: A Hot Interracial BWWM Western Rockstar Erotic Story (Her Rocker Book 2)

by Ja'lah Jones

  They’d only worked for an hour or so when out of the corner of her eye she saw him stand up and pull the shirt over his head. Without thought she turned and gave him her full attention, watching the muscles bunch on his slick tanned body as he worked.

  She had to admit, he looked good without his clothes on.

  Almost as if he could feel her looking at him his head turned towards her and his eyes met hers. She felt the blood rush to her face as their eyes met. And in that moment something nibbled at the back of her brain through her embarrassment.

  “Has anyone ever told you that you look a lot like the lead singer from Public Outcry?”

  His lips turned up in one corner and despite the shitty haircut and the facial hair, that even made the resemblance even more remarkable.

  “Yeah, once or twice.”

  She squinted her eyes a little, “And your name is Corey and his is Corbin.”

  He turned and went back to his work, “Yup, it’s a weird coincidence ain’t it.”

  “Very weird,” she said, shrugging it off as she went back to her work.

  Corbin

  Corbin took a deep breath. It had been a while since he’d been this nervous.

  He was going to ask Julia out. He’d seen the way she’d looked at him that afternoon in the warehouse and he could tell that despite everything, she wanted him just like he wanted her. Even if she didn’t know who he really was they could still have some fun together.

  But asking out a girl without her knowing that he was rich, famous, and wanted by thousands of other girls was something he hadn’t had to do in a while. He’d forgotten how nerve wracking it was. She’d have to like him for himself, not for any of the other things that came with going out with the lead singer of the most popular band in the country.

  He walked towards her little corner that was also an office. She was doing the daily paperwork she had to complete before she left everyday.

  He just stared at her for a moment, God she was beautiful. With her hair up in a bun behind her head he could clearly see the beads of sweat rolling down her neck and soaking into the thin white shirt at her collar.

  That shirt did not need any more moisture on it. He could clearly see the color of her delicious coffee colored skin through the damp material.

  The moisture dried up in his mouth. She looked up from what she was doing, her eyes catching his and the lust clearly on display there.

  She looked back down quickly saying, “Was there something I could help you with?”

  It was now or never, “I just thought I’d come by and see if you wanted to grab something to eat, maybe see a movie.”

  Dinner and a movie, god he was lame. Could he get any more clichéd? He could fly her wherever she wanted to go. They could dine in New York or Los Angeles tonight if she wanted to. He could have a picnic packed by a private chef and take they could eat it in a prive garden that overlooked Niagra Falls.

  But no, he was going to have to take her to Applebee’s and then watch something with Adam Sandler in it on their first, and probably only date.

  She didn’t look up at him, but he could see that she was weighing her options. He couldn’t blame her if she said no. He was a loser here on orders from a judge. A loser with a mullet for God’s sake.

  “Sure, why not, but I’ll need to shower first,” her hand waved down the length of her dirt stained and sweat covered body, which looked perfect to Corbin, but he nodded anyway, more with shock than agreement.

  “Great, what time should I pick you up?”

  “Er,” she seemed to be reconsidering her decision to go with him.

  “Or we could meet somewhere,” he inserted quickly, not wanting to lose his chance.

  “Ok, how about we meet around Eight at Starbucks.”

  Corbin didn’t even know this little BFE town even had a Starbucks, but he’d find it.

  “Sure, that sounds great.” He looked down at his watch as he walked away. He only had a couple of hours to stop looking like a douchecanoue and plan the perfect date.

  Julia

  Julia ran her hands over her braids and made sure they were all in place. She hadn’t realized how long it had been since she’d been on a date. Her work kind of consumed her and she didn’t meat a whole lot of potential dates in her line of work.

  Most of the people she met had more things to worry about than asking her out.

  And she probably shouldn’t be going out with Corbin but she had to admit her body had reacted to him even if he wasn’t someone she could consider as a serious boyfriend.

  It wouldn’t hurt to have one night of fun, or even two. After his time was up at the food bank she wouldn’t have to see him ever again if she didn’t want to.

  The center of her clenched again as she thought about him dripping with sweat and shirtless there on the loading docks.

  Another thing that had been way too long ago was her feeling a man on top of her, between her legs. She shivered at the thought of Cory there, pumping into her.

  She laughed at herself. He didn’t even know how lucky he was going to get tonight. It didn’t matter if he took her to McDonald’s and then to the dollar movies, he was getting some tonight. She needed this.

  She looked down the length of herself in the mirror. Not bad, not bad at all. It had been a while since she’d worn the little strapless summer dress but it still fit, if a little tighter, accentuating all of her curves.

  She saw the faint line of her panties on her side and an evil smile crossed her face befre she reached under her skirt and pulled them off.

  Julia took a deep breath before pushing through the doors to the coffee house.

  Which was good because what stood in front of her took her breath away.

  It was Cory but he’d gotten his haircut, no more mullet, and he’d trimmed his beard. And he wasn’t wearing the old grimy flannels that he normally was.

  Instead he was wearing a pair of black jeans that fit him like they were mad specifically for him and a tight black v-neck tee-shirt that showed the sexy cut of his muscles underneath the fabric.

  “Hey, good timing, I just got here.”

  “Hey, yeah, me too. I mean, yeah,” her mind was turning to mush, of coarse she’d just gotten there. He’d watched her walk through the stupid door.

  “Did you want coffee or are you ready to go ahead and grab some dinner?” he asked as she continued to stare at him in amazement, unsure if he was really the same guy she’d been working with all week.

  “Um, whatever, I’m with you.”

  “Alright, let’s go eat. I’m starving.”

  He walked around her and opened the door for her to walk back through before taking her hand and tucking it into the crook of his elbow, a move she’d only seen done on tv.

  “I hope you don’t mind walking for a minute, we’re going to eat right around the corner.”

  Julia tried to think of what restaurants were nearby but her mind was too busy focusing on the feel of his smooth skin under her hand.

  “No I don’t mind,” she said looking up at him in a whole new light. It was amazing what a haircut and some different clothes could do for a man.

  It didn’t take them long to get to their destination.

  “Here?” she asked as he opened a gate between to ivey covered brick fence walks.

  She’d been by this area several times but she’d always just assumed that there was someone’s private property behind the tall brick fence.

  And maybe it was, but what she walked into looked like heaven.

  Small lights twinkled across a little patio surrounded by a manicure lawn that looked like it had been stolen from a British manor.

  “What is this place?” she asked, wonderingly as she looked around. “I’ve never even thought about what was back here.”

  “It’s a little bed and breakfast. A friend of a friend owns it.”

  She couldn’t imagine someone like him having friends who owned a place like this, then she immediat
ely felt guilty. She had a preconceived notion of who he was supposed to be that she’d formed when he first walked in when she really didn’t know anything about him.

  It was going to stop now. She was going to try to enjoy her time with him without prejudices clouding her thoughts.

  She hadn’t thought he could look drop dead gorgeous while fully clothed and he’d proven her wrong on that right off the bat.

  He walked over to a small table and pulled out the chair for her. She smiled at him and started to take a seat but she brushed up against him and her breath caught in her throat.

  Chills raced down her spine just at her proximity to him. She looked up at him and his piercing blue eyes caught hers and held her there, mesmerized.

  Without conscious thought they seemed to be drawn to each other, his mouth came inexorably closer to hers and as the velvet hardness of his lips touched hers she felt a fire explode in the very center of her.

  She melted into him, wrapping her arms around him as he deepened the kiss, his hands hot through the then fabric of her dress as they ran across her back.

  It didn’t take any more than that and she was wet and ready for him. She briefly wondered if he would think badly of her if she through her legs around him right then and there and begged him to take her on the table, and then she realized she didn’t care. She wanted him and she wanted him now. The food would have to wait.

  His hand travelled down to cup her ass and she didn’t need any more prodding than that.

  She stepped back and leaned against the table, dragging him with her as she ran a knee up his leg, disregarded the fact that her dress was going to ride completely up her thighs.

  He obviously took the invitation because he grabbed her thigh and pulled it up higher, leaning into her.

  Her other leg came up and wrapped around him, holding him close. And that wasn’t even enough, she needed him closer still. She could feel the ridged length of him through his blue jeans, the rough material rubbing against her dripping lips.

  She broke away from him, arching her back, her head falling back, as a moan escaped her.

  She looked back up at him, a little embarrassed by her reaction to him, but the dark lust in his eyes spurred her own.

  Experimentally she moved her hips, and her lips parted just enough so that her clit felt every hot and hard inch of him through the material.

  Julia almost came right then, but she was distracted by the deep growl the built in the back of his throat, rumbling across her skin and through her belly.

  He pushed the top of her dress down, exposing her breasts to the cooler night air and his greedy eyes.

  His hand came up to caressed one of the engorged nubs as she watched, entranced by the contrast of his light skin against hers and by the feelings he was stoking inside of her.

  The he leaned down, and at first she cried out because the contact between their centers was broken, but then he took her other breast in his mouth and sucked the nipple in between his lips and she closed her eyes, entranced by a whole new sensation.

  She felt him run his tongue around the hard nipple as his hand started to trail down her body.

  Her eyes opened as he let out a chuckle, snapping her out of concentrating on the insanity he was creating inside her body.

  “No panties, huh?” he said, a devastating sideways grin on his face.

  She didn’t smile as she grabbed his hand and moved it from her hip down to the slick folds that were glistening in the twinkling light.

  “None,” she said as the humor left his eyes, replaced by nothing but animal lust.

  His fingers entered her, one at first, then two, then another. She was tight with disuse and it felt like she was going to burst, but it felt so good at the same time.

  She whimpered in the back of her throat, begging him with her eyes to fuck her. The fingers were nice but she wanted his cock inside her.

  She eyed bulge at his crotch and bit her lip. It didn’t seem quite fair, Her Dress was wrapped around her waist, leaving her exposed to him while he was still fully clothed.

  He saw what she was staring at and said, “Not yet baby,” in a voice made gravely by need.

  Then he dropped to his knees in front of her, placing a hand on each of her knees and spreading her wide.

  She could feel his hot breath on her pussy as he ran is lips up her slit without quite touching.

  She pressed her hips forward, unable to wait on him, and he took one of her lips in his mouth and pulled it with his teeth.

  She almost came up off the table. It was half pleasure half pain and it was almost more than she could stand. She wanted to grab him by the hair and press him into her while she fucked his face. But she restrained herself and be contented with just holding onto the table for dear life.

  His hand came up and parted her lips, finding the hard throbbing nub that was begging for attention. Holding it between his thumb and forefinger he began to rub up and down, and as she watched his tongue game and licked at the same time.

  Her legs began to tremble and her eyes rolled back in her head.

  This was too much, she was going to explode all over his face.

  Her hips worked in time as he licked, the sensations blocking out any other coherent thoughts.

  She felt her clit get harder and harder as the momentum built inside her until finally the world shattered around her and she felt wetness gushing between her thighs.

  It seemed to go on forever but when she finally regained a bit of her senses she opened her eyes to see Cory pulling off his teeshirt exposing his beaituly body.

  He was perfect in everyway but though she would have liked to have explored the flat planes of his chest in her languid afterglow, she didn’t think that was going to be an option, because before she could even tell him how hot he was he was unbuttoning his pants and his huge cock was springing out.

  Her mouth went dry at the sight.

  He grasped it firmly at the base and worked up up and down her slit, nudging parts of her that were still sensitive from the orgasm she’d just had.

  Julia wrapped her legs around him and squeezed, she wanted him inside her now, she couldn’t handle any more sensation on her little sensitive nub.

  He entered her hard and fast and her breath caught in the back of her throat. He filled her completely. And the he rode her hard.

  His dick hitting places inside her she didn’t think anyone had ever found before.

  She felt herself about to explode again when he stiffened inside her and pulled out, laying his slick dick against her belly as his hot seed spurted out, hitting her breasts and all down her torso.

  Corey collapsed beside her breathing hard as she looked at his face, eyes closed and chest heaving.

  She didn’t know what their future held but she did know that what had just happened would be repeated, often if she had her way.

  Other books by Ja’lah Jones

  Her Rocker Series

  Stage Fright

  Her Cowboy Series

  Hot Texas Night

  Ridden at the Ranch

  Going Down South

  Addicted Series

  Getting the Job Done

  Judged

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