Page 18 of Rock My Girl

Her mouth fell open, but no words came out as she gasped again. With every long slow stroke into her wet pussy, I could feel her twitching, starting to move against me as she got used to the sensation.

My lips were already begging to tell her I was already falling for her, but I was terrified it would come out wrong.

"You're my treasure," I whispered against her mouth. "My world."

Cassie's fingertips trailed in circles around my shoulder, as she blinked up at me. "If I'm yours, then you're mine."

"Always."

Meeting her lips, heat flared from the depths of our kiss as our bodies rocked together. She shifted her hips, then I reached down to tap against her clit with my middle finger. Her entire body tensed, then she moaned louder.

We were floating, soaring, bonding together as we whispered each other's names.

I could sense the moment that her climax began, the deep twitch in her snug pussy a clear signal.

"You're so beautiful, Cassie. Let me hear you come."

Her head rolled back, fingernails biting into my skin as her thighs clamped around me. Her orgasm triggered mine, as her tension and release washed over me as well.

My cock swelled, throbbing inside her, as I tried to hold back just a few more seconds. As soon as she began to cry out, I thrust harder, practically growling as I stared into her eyes, filling her with burst after burst of come. She cried out again, squirming as we shook together.

My forehead pressed to hers. "Mine," I heard myself groan. "My gorgeous, sweet songbird."

With a shaky breath, she murmured, "Mmm, yeah…yours."

The satisfaction of hearing that was even greater than the climax of a lifetime.

I had once reveled in the applause of thousands of strangers. Back when I was doing dozens of interviews a day, I had wanted to impress everyone who jammed a microphone in my face, hoping to be whatever they needed me to be.

Now as I held Cassie gently in my arms, all of my priorities had changed in an instant. I didn't want another taste of fame or glory. Didn't need it.

Sure, it would be nice, but not if it came at the expense of this budding new relationship.

Cassie was the most important thing in my life now. I needed the new album to be a hit not for my own success but to make her proud of me. To have the opportunity to show our collaboration to the world. For people to hear her voice and words, and see her dazzling smile.

She was the first person I'd ever loved more than music itself. I hadn't even known that was possible.

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