Page 58 of Rockstar Untamed
“When are they not intense?”
She guided his cock into her and began to ride him gently, gazing down at him. “I am so looking forward to being your wife, Mr. Creed. I am yours, for all time.”
“And I am yours, my beautiful Sailor…god, that feels so good, the way you grip my cock….” He groaned as Sailor tightened her vaginal muscles around him, taking him in deeper with each thrust.
“I feel alive when your cock is inside me,” she said softly, “or when your mouth is on mine, whenever you touch me. Tell me what you would like to do?”
Bodhi grinned up at her. “I’d like to fuck you in a public place,” he confessed, “somewhere we might get caught. An alleyway at night, the bathrooms of a restaurant, a private booth in a nightclub. Or at a gala…I’d come up behind you as you chatted to some benefactors, lift your skirt enough so I could slip inside…”
Sailor, aroused by his dirty talk, smiled. “I can’t see a situation where that would work…your cock always makes me moan like a wanton woman. How about on a balcony overlooking a public place? I can see your hands on my waist, pushing up my skirt…I’m not wearing underwear, ready for you. You put your hand between my legs and I’m so ready, so wet for you, my darling. I take you in, your massive, throbbing cock all the way and we move gently together. As I come, I tilted my head back so you can kiss my mouth and absorb my moans…”
“Jesus, Sailor…” Bodhi was so turned on, his skin was damp with sweat, his face flushed with scarlet…”
Sailor felt so powerful at times like these. “My cunt is so swollen and red and tight that your cock is clenched and you have to work extra hard to fuck me, but god, the feeling is sublime, every nerve ending in your cock is singing to you, your creamy come ready to pump deep inside my belly…”
“Holy Christ, Sailor!” And he came hard, his cock sending his seed into her forcefully. Sailor gasped as she too reached her climax, a shuddering, all-consuming thing.
As they caught their breath, Bodhi looked over at her as she lay behind him. “Damn, woman, where did you learn to talk dirty like that?”
Sailor laughed as she panted. “From the master.” She rolled over and kissed him. “Hey, we don’t even need to wear clothes this week.”
Bodhi chuckled. “Itiswinter, you know, although I admit it is unseasonably warm.” He kissed her. “I have to say, I miss the kids, but this is bliss. We haven’t done this for years.”
Sailor propped herself up on her elbow. “I wouldn’t change a thing though. Makes it more exciting, these illicit sex fests.” She grinned. “Although, when we move here permanently, your mother will want to have the children more often, so that’s an added bonus.”
He looked at her, a small smile playing around his lips. “You said ‘when’ not ‘if’.”
“I did. I can’t stop thinking about the life you described earlier, and inside, if I’m honest, in my bones, I’m already craving it. I know we have a lot to think about but, as an end goal, yes, yes I want to do it, Bodhi.”
“Will you miss America?”
Sailor considered. “I’ll miss my friends, Bay, Grady, Flori, especially. But it’s not as if anyone of them can’t afford to come here or we can go there. No, I won’t miss it. At all. Los Angeles, especially, is not my favorite place.”
“Mine neither. When I think about when I was a teenager, I thought L.A. was the place to be, the center of the world. For a few years, I was right, and of course, if I hadn’t been there, I would never have met you that day. The thought of that fills me with horror.”
Sailor grinned and kissed him. “But you did meet me.”
“I did. But then bad stuff…god, ‘bad stuff’ doesn’t even cover it. Soleil…”
Sailor stroked Bodhi’s hair. “You never talked about identifying her body.”
Bodhi stared up at the ceiling. “Her face looked beautiful, just like she was sleeping. If it hadn’t been for the blood…and then, when Bart Foy stabbed you and I saw the wounds repeated on you…god, I thought I would go crazy.”
“But you saved me, and you killed Bart. I always meant to ask…did you feel changed after you killed him?”
“I thought that I would, but honestly, all I felt was relief. Relief that it was over for you, that he could never hurt you again. Then, when his henchmen were arrested and put away for life, we could begin all over again.”
Bodhi turned his head to smile at her. “And we made it.”
Sailor smiled and kissed him, but something inside her was shifting…a need to make things right for Bodhi totally. He noticed she was thoughtful.
“You okay?”
Sailor nodded. “Very. Very okay. You make me so happy, Bodhi, I could never make you as happy as you make me.”
Bodhi chuckled. “So not true, baby. Listen, I’m starving, shall we go grab something to eat?”
“Let’s do it.” She grabbed her robe and shrugged into it then followed him to the kitchen, lost in thought. There was a way she could show Bodhi that she could make him happier, but it would take courage on her part, a lot of courage. There was only one thing which seemed to make Bodhi unhappy now, and that was his estrangement from Claudio.
