My Rock #4 (The Rock Star Romance Series - Book #4) (6 page)

He slid one of his hands down along the front of me,
across the top of my abdomen, and then just inside the top of my jeans. I felt
my thighs get wet all at once from the rush of moisture his touch brought about
and I heard myself moan as he slid his hand down further. I reached up,
unbuttoned, and unzipped them to give him better access.

My pussy was aching for his touch. He slid his
fingers down across my lips and then found my clit. He started to rub it with
his body still pressing me into the wall. He was nibbling on my ear lobe and
the whole thing was fucking hot. Tristan was just getting started, though. He
pulled his hand out of my jeans and spun me around to face him. With me in that
position, still pressed against the wall he shoved his tongue in my mouth and
started undressing me. I helped him pull off my blouse and push down my jeans;
he took care of the bra and panties. I was completely nude and he was still
fully dressed.

“I think you’re a little overdressed,” I told him.

He grinned and said, “Patience.” That was funny,
coming from him. “I want you to do something for me,” he said.

“Okay….?”

“Sit down on the bed facing me,” he said. I did as
he asked and then he said, “Open your legs.” He pulled off his shirt and then
his jeans and boxers so that he was nude, too. I did as I was told. Then he
surprised me by going over and sitting down in the chair across from me. “Play
with your tits,” he said.

I was horny as hell, so I did what he told me. I put
a hand on each one and began to massage them. His hand dropped to his cock as
he watched me and that spurred me on. I started pinching and pulling on my
nipples as he rubbed his hand across the length of his cock.

“Mm, yeah baby, that’s it. Play with those nipples
for me. Lick your fingers…get them wet.”

I put my right hand to my mouth and sucked on two of
my fingers. Then, I traced them around the outside of my nipples. My pussy was
tingling like crazy as I started pinching and pulling hard on them. I couldn’t
believe how much it was turning me on.

“Masturbate for me,
Elly
,”
Tristan said. He was looking into my eyes as his hand slowly moved back and
forth on his own cock. Fuck, he looked sexy. I slid my right hand down slowly
to my pussy. I started rubbing it, but it was awkward sitting up like that so I
lay back on the bed and drew my knees up so my heels were on the bed and my
legs were wide open. “Oh yeah baby, you look so good,” Tristan’s voice was
husky. I could hear the change in his breathing. I couldn’t see him any longer,
so I closed my eyes and concentrated on putting on a show for him.

I used two of my fingers to part my lips with one
hand; then I brought the other one down and found my clit with my middle
finger. It was swollen and eager to be touched. I started rubbing it, like I
did when I was alone and no one was watching. This was more exciting though,
knowing Tristan was watching me and touching himself. As I eased that finger
into my pussy, I heard him whisper, “Oh…
fuckkkkk
.”

I plunged it in as far as it would go and then
pulled it back out and vigorously rubbed my hard clit with it again.

“
Mmm
…” I was the one
moaning now. My finger had a mind of its own, rubbing up and down and then in a
small, light circle around my clit. Then, back into my pussy and then back to
my clit, over and over again as Tristan whispered sexy things and moaned. I
pushed myself up on one elbow so that I could see him. He was stroking himself
harder and faster now, reaching down with the other hand to touch his balls. The
sight of him made me work faster and harder on my own clit with one hand and
twist and pull on my nipples with the other.

I closed my eyes for a second and then I felt
Tristan standing next to the bed. I opened my eyes and smiled at him. He leaned
in and kissed me. It was a long, sensuous kiss with both of our tongues
twisting together, dueling for space in each other’s mouths.
 
Feeling emboldened after masturbating in
front of him, I grabbed one of his hands and brought it to my breast. He pulled
his mouth back and put the other hand on my other breast and he began to pull
on my nipples and then squeeze the entire breast in his hand. Then he would
pinch them and repeat the whole thing. I was gasping both from pleasure and
frustration. I had to put my hand back down on my pussy. My clit felt like it
might explode if I didn’t. He played with my tits then while I pinched and
rolled and pushed on my aching clit.

I couldn’t stand it any longer, I had to touch him.
I reached up with my free hand and took his cock into my fist. I pumped it a
few times while I continued to play with myself and he let out a long, deep
moan. He had his eyes closed now and was rocking his hips in time with my hand.
His fingers were still working my hard nipples and it felt so good that I never
wanted him to stop.

I finally brought his cock to my mouth and licked
the silver drop of
precum
off the tip. He opened his
eyes then and smiled down at me. While he was watching me, I brought it down
and rubbed it across my hard nipples. I felt him shudder. I brought it back up
to my mouth, and after a few more licks of the tip, I sucked it all the way in.
He groaned loudly, again fueling my lust. I used my tongue to massage the shaft
and tip of it as I bobbed my head up and down taking it in all the way to the
back of my throat and then letting it slide back out again.

“Oh fuck,
Elly
! That’s so
good, baby.” Tristan wrapped his hand up in my hair and started guiding my head
while his hips moved in and out. I reached up and wrapped my hand around him. I
slid his cock in and out of my mouth while putting pressure on him with my
hand. I drummed my fingers along his sensitive shaft and my tongue around the
head while he watched me and moaned. I had to slip my other hand back down to
my pussy. I moaned against his cock, and once again, he shuddered violently.

Tristan pulled back until his cock popped out of my
mouth and then he said, “Stand up.”

On shaky legs, I rose to my feet and watched as he
took my place on the bed. Then he pulled me down on his lap so I was straddling
him. I put my hands on his shoulders, expecting him to penetrate me. Instead,
he reached up with both hands and started playing with my tits again.

“Oh, Tristan, it feels so good,” I told him. He knew
just how to touch them and it surprised me how much I liked it when he pinched
them hard. He noticed this and that drove him to lean in and take one in his
mouth. As he sucked on it, he scraped along the side of it with his teeth.
Wildly, I grabbed his head and pressed him harder into my chest. He actually
began to nibble on it; at the same time, I felt his hand slip between my legs.
He slipped two fingers into my soaking wet pussy and started finger fucking me
while he tortured my breasts and nipples. On the verge of an orgasm, I began to
buck my hips, riding his hand. The feel of his rock hard cock pressing against
the crack of my ass was like icing on the cake. In a few short minutes, I was
digging my nails into his shoulders as my body began to convulse. Waves of
pleasure washed over me; he left his hand in place and rode it out with me.
When I finally stopped shaking, he slipped me up off his lap and laid me down
on the bed on my back.

He surprised me by climbing up on top of me so that
his cock was right between my tits. He took one of them in each hand and then
pressed them together so my cleavage was tight around his cock. My body was
already slick with a light sheen of sweat so his cock slid easily along my
chest while he fucked my tits. Every time the head slid out the top, I’d stick
out my tongue and give it a little lick. Tristan was groaning loudly and the
feel of his ass against my ribs and his cock against my chest was wild enough,
but then he started using his fingers to pinch my nipples as his big hands held
my tits together. I could tell by the sound of his breathing and the way his
cock was growing that he was getting ready to cum. He stopped before he did and
climbed off of me.

“Get on your knees,” he said. I did and he pushed
down on my upper back so my head was down and my ass was in the air. He slid
into me from behind and, with a hand on either hip, he began to pound me like
an animal. The room was filled with sounds of grunts and groans and the smell
of cum as my hands gripped the sheets hard, trying to ground myself. He
suddenly pulled my hips back into him and I felt his cock hit rock bottom as it
exploded. The sounds he was making were animalistic as he milked his cock into
me. When he finished, he leaned forward and rested his body against mine. He
lay like that for a few seconds, and just when I thought he was satiated, he
flipped me over again with one hand.

I was on my back now and he slithered down my body
until his face was buried between my legs. I suddenly felt his tongue against
my clit and I wanted to scream. He sucked it into his mouth and as he held
pressure on it with his lips, then he ran his tongue up and began to flick it
up and down and back and forth. Next, he plunged his tongue inside of me as
deep as it would go and reached up to take my hips back into his hands. He used
his hands to move me up and down as he fucked me with his tongue. I was
writhing all over the bed, whimpering even.

He could tell that I was ready to come again so he
reached up and pinched my nipples hard while his tongue put pressure against my
clit. My body felt like an explosion ripped through it this time. I don’t think
I’d ever
cummed
that hard, and once I started, I felt
like I couldn’t stop. When I finally did, he moved back up and slid that
tongue, slick with my juices into my mouth. I was so turned on that I started
sucking it and I could feel him moaning against my lips as I did.
 

When we came up for air I said, “Oh my god, Tristan.
I have no fucking words for you.” he grinned again and once more he flipped me.
Now he was on his back and I was sitting up on top of his legs.
 
His cock was hard again already and he took
it into his hand and began stroking it while I sat on him and watched. My pussy
started aching again…I’d never known how erotic it was to watch a man masturbate.
While he pulled on his cock, I reached up between his legs with one hand and
started playing with his balls.

“Oh fuck!
Elly
! Oh fuck!”
he said, over and over again as I gently rolled and squeezed his testicles in
my hand. “Put your fingers in your pussy and get them wet,” he said. I did,
stroking my clit a few times while I was there. He was stroking himself harder
now and he said, “Slide one of those wet fingers in my ass…slowly.”

I was as shocked as I had ever been by him; yet this
shocking request sent strange, sexy shocks through my insides. I did as he
asked, and as I worked my finger slowly into his tight asshole, he grunted and
pulled even harder at his cock. Once I had him opened up, I moved my finger
around a little bit and then in and out, fucking him gently while he stroked
his cock.

“Oh fuck,
Elly
! Oh fuck!
Climb up on my cock baby.” I pulled my finger out and positioned myself above
him. He still had his cock in his hand. I felt him lightly press against my
opening before he put his hands on my ass and literally impaled me down on his
cock. He was so deep inside of me, our pelvises were smashed tight against each
other without a sliver of daylight between them. He gripped my ass tight and
bucked his hips as I moved up and down on top of him. At first, it was a slow,
steady rhythm, but quickly it turned wild, me bouncing up and down on top of
him as I reached back with one hand and groped his balls. At the same time, he
was slamming up into me while groping my tits. This time we both exploded
together. While we came, Tristan reached up and wrapped his arms tight around
my back and we rode each other through it.

We lay there for a while, wrapped up in each other’s
arms and legs and feeling each other’s hearts beating. When his breathing had
settled down, Tristan said, “I need you here tomorrow. We need to practice our
duet…all day.”

I propped my head up on my elbow and looked at his
face. “I have classes…”

“Aw, come on,
Elly
. We
need to practice. We’ll never be able to harmonize and get it right if we
don’t.”

I wanted him to win. I wanted it so badly that I was
putting my own career on the line for it. I decided I could miss one day of
classes.

“Okay,” I told him. “I’ll be here.”

CHAPTER
NINE

TRISTAN

I slept like a rock that night after
Elly
left. It was the best night’s sleep I’d had since I’d
been sober. Fucking her was like a drug and I think I was addicted to it. I
woke up the next morning feeling rested and eager to get on with practicing our
song. I was looking forward to singing with her.

I showered and had time to stop in the cafeteria for
some breakfast before I had therapy. I wasn’t sure how my therapist was going
to feel about me after what had happened the day before. I had no idea what my
parents told him after I left, but I had a pretty good idea that they had
twisted it all around so that I was the one at fault for everything. When I
walked in, he looked up at me and smiled.

“How are you today, Tristan?”