“Oh, Nikki,” I grunt as I kiss her neck.
I catch a whiff of her aroma; she smells as sweet as honey. The innocent girl is tight and wet, and I can hardly control myself. I stroke harder as she croons in my ear, her angelic voice giving me goosebumps.
“Deeper,” she pleads.
Without hesitation, I thrust farther inside of her, causing us both to howl like wolves at the moon. I grit my teeth as I try to keep from drawing too much attention to us. She claws the sheets as her quaking body shakes the bed beneath us.
“Is this how you want it?” I whisper seductively in her ear.
“Yes, just like that,” she moans.
Our bodies collide into one another, shaking the tour bus. I’m sure the driver is aware by now that we’re making love in the rear of the bus.
I hold her tighter as I near my peak. I gaze into her eyes as she comes again. She wraps her hands around the back of my neck and kisses me passionately. Her lips are enough to make me climax, and I heave as my come surges inside of her.
“Shit,” I mutter as I collapse on top of her.
I bury my face in her huge, perky tits. She engulfs me in her embrace and holds onto me like she never wants to let me go. I don’t want her to.
Her embrace is the sweetest I’ve ever known, and I never want to leave her arms. I could stay in them forever. As I rest my head on her chest, I listen to her heart. The sound of it is like music to my ears. I’m falling madly in love with her without even trying; her essence alone captivates me. I pull her hand close and kiss it softly before I close my eyes. As she holds me close in her arms, I drift away to sleep.
9
Nikki
Leo gets out of bed and walks over to the window. He cracks it open as a cigarette dangles from his lips. I watch his naked silhouette as he lights it in the moonlight. The last three weeks with him have been incredible! We’ve been seeing each other in secret and spending every free moment we have together.
The moon illuminates his bare flesh, showing off his muscular, tattoo-covered frame. I stare at him in awe, still amazed by how gorgeous he really is. He takes a drag of his cigarette, then exhales the smoke in the sexiest way I’ve ever seen. He turns slightly and glances back at me; he must have felt my stare. He smirks, then takes another drag.
I smile back, still floating on cloud nine from the amazing sex we just had. I’m sore between my thighs, but I love the way my swollen flesh throbs from his passionate thrusts. I bite my lip as I feel our come dripping down my thighs. He pleases my body in ways that I didn’t even know were possible.
I run my fingers through my wild curls as I lie naked in the bed, awaiting his return. I miss having his arms wrapped around my frame. I need to feel his touch; I need to be in his embrace. He takes a drag of the cigarette, then tosses it out the window. I make room for his burly figure as he walks toward the bed.
He climbs back in and immediately wraps his arms around me. Our naked bodies hold onto one another in the luxury hotel room. I lay my head on his brawny chest and nestle my face in it, inhaling his cologne. He gently strokes my head with his hand, brushing the curls out of my face. He leans in and softly kisses my forehead, making me feel warm all over.
No one has a clue that Leo and I are dating on the sly. To the naked eye, we seem like two musicians on tour with one another who only see each other in passing. I hate that we have to sneak around, but it’s better that we keep things private while on tour. I might be a celebrity, but I value my privacy. I’d hate for the public to find out about our love affair before we are ready to tell the world. The story of two high-profile celebrities falling in love on tour would make the cover of every major magazine.
It’s been hell creeping around with him while trying to dodge the paparazzi. Even sneaking down the hall to his hotel suite tonight was a major risk, but it was a risk I had to take. I had to kiss his lips before I closed my eyes tonight, but that one kiss turned into rough, hot, steamy sex. I tried my best to not be loud, but I’m sure they could hear us making love all the way down the hall. Luckily, no one in our entourage is staying on this floor, and I doubt anyone will I suspect I’m the one that the rock and roll god was boning.