Page 13 of When We Fall: Part One
I followed right behind her, filling her pussy with my release, my body shaking from the pleasure.
Coming down, I kissed her deeply. Gently. Relishing in all that was my girl.
I rolled off her and lay at her side. It didn’t take her long to snuggle against me, her head on my chest and her hand resting low on my abdomen. This would be perfect if it weren’t for all the murder and death happening around us.
“Ani and I finished working on a new song,” she said, dragging her nails lightly along my abdominal muscles.
“Yeah? I bet it’s incredible.”
“It really is. Maybe you can hear it once all of this stuff goes away.”
“I look forward to it.” I kissed her temple.
She went quiet before she cleared her throat and spoke. “Ani knows a guy. From Trackmaster Records. He wants to hear my stuff.”
Her words hung in the air momentarily as I tried to process them.
“What? I mean, when?”
“I don’t know. I don’t think I’m ready. Ani said we had some time to put something together for him. He will have him come to the fall showcase to see me perform. Maybe even to the spring one. I know it’s forever away, but I’m already nervous.”
I said nothing, the reality of it crashing into me.
Her dreams may come true. They may take her away from all this shit. It should have upset me, but it relieved me so much that I wanted to cry.
“What can I do to help?” I asked.
“You’re not mad?”
“Why would I ever be mad, baby?” I tilted her chin up and shifted away to look at her. “This is your dream. I want this for you.”
She’d been tense before, but her body relaxed. “You’re really OK with it?”
“Absolutely.” I kissed her gently. “I want you to have everything you’ve always wanted. Hell, I’ll come with you.”
“You’re going to play football.” She kissed me back. “And then be famous.”
“Fuck fame. I’ll go with you.”
“Mm, I’d love that, but I want you to have your dreams too.”
“My dream is you, Rosie.” I deepened the kiss, earning a soft moan from her, her hand moving to stroke my dick. “Are you going to tell the guys?”
“Later. Closer to the time,” she said, peppering kisses down my neck. My chest. My abdomen.
“Fuck,” I groaned as she licked along my hard shaft.
“I want everything to be perfect first,” she said, staring up at me from between my legs.
“Baby, you’re already perfect.”
Her mouth descended on my cock, swallowing me down as I tangled my fingers in her red curls. She knew how to capture me and never let me go.
I thrust upward into her warm mouth, my body buzzing from the immense pleasure she knew how to deliver to me.
With each stroke against her tongue, I fell in love all over again. When I came, it was her name I choked out.
She licked her lips, then moved back up my body and took her place at my side again.
