Page 16 of Rock My Girl

Looking up into those dazzling eyes, I melted to see how hopeful they were as he slipped off my shirt and bra. "Yes," I whispered.

If I’d had my camera handy, I would have taken photos of him in the soft amber light as he laid me back on the bed. Ford was so beautiful that I would never tire of staring at that incredible face.

He was so gorgeous that it distracted me from noticing that he was unbuttoning my jeans until he had slipped them off.

He already knew how sensitive I was, and he used it to his advantage as he rubbed the scruff of his beard along my throat, then dipped down to nuzzle my breasts. He teased a nipple slowly, rolling it between his lips, then lightly dragging his teeth across the surface.

Moaning, I clutched his shoulder as he switched to the other side, his tongue sweeping across my skin as he tasted me.

"So gorgeous," he murmured, before kissing his way down to the lacy edge of my panties.

Looking up at me with a grin, he took hold of the fabric with his teeth and started to pull it down. Then gave up with a laugh and used his hands. Once I was completely naked, he settled between my thighs, staring at me with a wolfish grin.

"This should be the new album cover," he joked, holding up his hands to frame the sight of my naked body in his bed.

"Not in a million years," I giggled.

"Let's see if I can change your mind."

I gasped as he spread me wide, darting in to glide his tongue slowly along my most delicate skin. He touched me so gently, just like he did the previous night, but it felt even better with his tongue.

His fingertips danced around every dip and curve of my skin as my breath became choppy. Ford was listening to every tiny noise I made, learning what made me moan, and giving me more of it.

I'd never liked people looking at me, but having Ford study my reactions was fascinating. The thrill of having such a big guy treating me with such careful tenderness made my stomach flutter.

His tongue bathed every inch of my skin, then stirred gently around my clit in a soothing caress that was relaxing at first, before gaining steam.

I already knew I was going to come so hard I wouldn't be able to control my screams. My fingers twisted in the sheets as I tried and failed to hold my body still for him.

I could feel how much he needed me to come, to show him that I could completely let go for him.

A volcano was already simmering in my core. Heat was bubbling and tingling through me, knowing that this wildly intimate act was just the first step.

Ford was going to make love with me.

We were going to be joined in a way that I could barely imagine, yet this connection between us was so perfect, it was the logical next step. For the first time ever, I needed somebody to truly know me in every possible way.

His fingertip began pulsing against my wet pussy lips, barely entering me as I began to climax.

My head fell back with a breathy moan that turned into a desperate, wordless cry. My fingers gripped the back of Ford's hair, holding his tongue tightly against my clit as my hips shook.

I felt like my soul was pouring from my eyes as I stared into his. He was the first man who ever made me feel safe enough to stop being shy and let myself completely feel without overthinking. To let my body take over and take what it needed.

WIthout even realizing it, I had pulled his mouth to mine. Having his huge body cover me felt so good, even though I was naked and he was still clothed.

"I want you," I whispered.

His velvet voice was so soft. "You already have me, baby."

And just like that, I realized that I was in love with a rock star.

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