Page 59 of Rock Out Together
“Good,” she whispered, a playful edge in her voice sending another electric jolt through my limbs. Before I could respond, she leaned forward and nipped my lower lip.
I was done for. Game on.
Growling, I flipped her, so she was under me, the soft sand cushioning her beneath the blanket. I hovered above, reveling in the feel of her body.
I kissed her again, this time slower, luxuriating in her addictive sweet taste. I moved lower, trailing across her pulse and collarbone. She moaned, anchoring her hands in my hair, urging me to continue.
Further down, I nuzzled her breasts, lavishing more attention on her beautiful pink nipples. She arched her back, crying out, pressing herself closer.
“Jake,” she gasped in a trembling voice.
I pinched a nipple hard, and she squealed, her hips bucking up in a knee-jerk reaction.
“Tell me you want this,” I demand in a growl. My hand trailed up her thigh, reaching the edge of her adorable underwear. I trailed my finger along the seam, making her stomach quiver with my touch.
I needed to hear her tell me. I needed to know she was asinto this as I was, that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
She lifted her head and focused on my eyes. “I want this, Jake. Please,” she said, no hesitation in her voice. Her certainty sent a thrill through me, sealing the connection between us.
I kissed her again—hard, possessive. Reaching down, I cupped her through her panties, feeling her heat. Slipping beneath the fabric, I found her wet and ready to go further. Her slickness was a testament to her desire, and it drove me to the edge.
She gasped when my fingers slid through her folds in slow, deliberate movements. I found her clit and circled the little nub, coaxing whimpers from her. She bucked against my hand, giving in to the pleasure. It made me crazy, and I went all in.
Reaching down, I pulled off those cute goddamn panties I’d been obsessed with all night and tossed them aside. The scent of her heady arousal assaulted me, making my dick pulse. Oh God, she was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
Pressing my forehead against the sweet swell of her lower stomach, I absorbed the heat coming from her core and peppered kisses down into the slick heat of her pussy. I spread open her lips and licked the length of her. Her taste was addictive, a sweetness I’d never get enough of.
Her torso jerked upward, her hips pressing into my face. I found her clit and sucked it into my mouth, feeling the hot nub vibrate. Her thighs shook as they pressed against my head, her soft flesh trembling.
“Emily, you’re so fucking perfect,” I murmured, my voice thick. I kissed each of her thighs, nibbling gently.
When I looked up, her smile was soft and sweet. It made my chest ache. Her gaze held a tenderness that made me want to be more than just a rockstar to her.
I pulled back, and she whined. I chuckled. “No …”
“I gotta get these pants off, or we're not gonna get to the main event,” I said.
When I eased back, the cool night air that was coming off the ocean was a stark contrast to the heat between us. I grabbed my wallet, slid out a condom, and then pushed my shorts down to my knees. I opened the packet and slid the latex over my engorged cock. Her eyes followed my every move, so full of hunger and trust.
She reached for me, pulling me above her. As I settled between her thighs, my cock brushed against her slick heat. I went in slowly, relishing every inch, feeling every tremble in her body. Her nails dug into my back as I bottomed out into a perfect fit.
Emily’s body had completely enveloped me. The experience peaked in that moment, creating an intense feeling of connection with her. As we moved, we fell into a rhythm, our bodies swaying like the ocean waves.
It felt so much more than physical, which was a first for me. Every one of her moans, touches and whispers of my name pushed me over the edge. She tightened around me, breathing faster and faster. I felt her body trembling.
“Come for me, Emily. I wanna feel it. I wanna hear it. Scream for me,” I whispered against her ear as I increasedmy pace. My hand slipped between us, looking for that spot that would send her over the edge. Her pleasure was my mission, and I was determined to make her feel everything.
Her body exploded. She gripped my back, her nails digging in hard. And she screamed her release, muffled by the sound of the waves behind us.
My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave. I buried my face in her neck as the aftershocks coursed through my body, thrusting a few more times as I emptied into the condom. I never wanted to leave the haven of her warmth.
When I came back to reality, I rolled to my side, trying not to crush her. I pulled her close to me, curling her into my chest.
The sand beneath us was cool. Though the temperature was a relief, I knew it’d be stuck in all sorts of awkward places later. I chuckled thinking about it; washing it off her would be fun later.
Emily’s breathing slowed, and I felt her body relax next to me. Her hands traced the tattoos on my chest, her touch gentle and exploratory.
“That was …” she trailed off, then laughed softly.
