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I bring myself back over her, kneeling between her thighs. She’s down to just her thin, practically see-through, white bralette. Her pebbled buds and those fucking little barbells I’m obsessed with show right through and I just want to feel them rolling over my tongue. When my eyes drift lower, my mouth waters at the sight of her swollen clit and slick pussy lips.
I hold the handle of the wand, bringing the head of it right in front of my lips. She quirks a brow at me and I tap the head of it with a finger twice like a microphone. I look down at her with hooded eyes and cue up my classic frontman voice. “Is this thing on?”
Her eyes widen and her bottom lip curls over her teeth. “Oh my god, you are such a dork!”
I shrug, grinning at her, unable to hide how much I fucking need her. “Maybe I am, but now it’s my turn to make you sing my name, Rainbow."
I flick the switch on the wand and the head rumbles to life. I run my free hand up her inner thigh, grazing her clit piercing just enough to make her whimper before resting my hand on her hip bone. She wraps those long legs around me trying to bring me closer. Looking down, my throbbing cock is only inches from her tight entrance and a pearl of precum is already on the tip.
I drop the head of the vibrator to her, slowly running it up and down her wet slit, spreading her open for me. She rolls her hips, grinding herself against the toy. The head of the vibrator reaches her piercing and it sings, vibrating right against her clit.
“Fuck. Oh my god, that’s so good,” she says, tossing her head back against a pillow.
I let out a gruff hum of amusement. “Tell me what you need,” I say, increasing the pressure on her clit and grabbing my cock, stroking it from the base to the tip. Moments like these are the ones I’m glad I developed the talent to use both hands as a musician. Or maybe it was the other way around. Either way, I’m going to rock my girl’s world — that’s for fucking sure.
She bucks into the toy, her stomach hollowing out as she arches her back. “You. I want you all in.”
I lean down, still holding the toy on her clit, pressing kiss after kiss up her stomach, between her breasts, up to her collarbone. Our bodies are so close I can feel the vibration of the toy on my cock, building that heat at the base of my spine. I nip at her collarbone, looking up to see her eyes already glazing over. “You ready for me?”
“Don’t,” she says, gasping when I hit the switch on the vibrator, increasing the power level, “Fuck. Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.”
I laugh, pressing one more kiss to her neck before I notch myself at her entrance and push the head of my cock in just an inch. Holy shit. She’s tight and soaking wet.
At this angle, the vibrator sits right on her clit and the shaft of my cock. I already know neither of us are going to last very long.
Slowly, I thrust in, giving her inch after inch. She grabs my hair, dragging her nails over my scalp. “I said all in.”
Before I can think, she rocks her hips up and pulls me deeper with her legs, burying me in her to the hilt.
My teeth clench. “Shit. Shit, your pussy is so damn good. You’re going to make me come.” My voice is husky and strained.
I pick up my pace, thrusting harder and faster the way I know she craves. I feel her walls tighten as she swivels her hips, grinding the vibrator against my shaft and her clit.
Staring into her eyes, I practically lose it right then and there.I’ve spent the better part of my life in the spotlight, but nothing compares to this.
Her pure lust, pure need, pure love, are all focused entirely on me. The way her lips part as she whimpers. The way her hands cup her breasts and she rolls her nipples in her fingertips, bringing herself closer to the edge. The long, colorful strands of her hair blend into her tattoos and the pillows.
She is beautiful in every single way, just like a rainbow. I know I could never find the end of her beauty even if I spent my entire life looking for it.
“Yes, please,” she pants. “Just like that.” I thrust hard, bottoming out in her pussy right as she clenches and flutters on my cock while the vibrator rocks us both with pleasure.
“Yes. Fucking yes, Tommy,” she cries out. I watch the crimson flush creep up over her chest, up her neck, and across her freckled cheeks as she comes with my name on her lips.
Hearing her cry out undoes me and I make it one more thrust before I come undone, draining into her tight wet heat.
I look up at her to see her eyes slowly open, both of us trying to catch our breath. Flipping the toy off, I toss it aside. We stay there, looking into each other’s eyes while streaks of iridescent light from the crystals in the window shimmer around us. Our lips meet for one long, languid kiss.
“I told you I’d make you sing my name.”
CHAPTER 40
GRACE
EVENTUALLY
“You’re still a dork.”
He shrugs with a lazy, sated smile. “Maybe, but at least I’myourdork.”
