I love the slow, deep pace she sets. She works me to the edge and just as I’m about to come, she backs off. And then she begins the cycle all over again. It’s fucking ecstasy and I’m an addict. I’m not sure it can get much better until she changes her position again and starts to fuck me harder and faster. My eyes close as the pleasure circles through me. I want to keep them open. I want to watch her. But I’m a slave to the bliss she’s giving me and all I can do is let it take over.
She starts moaning and making the sexiest noises I’ve ever heard from her almost at the same time as my orgasm hits. It grips me hard and pulses through my body, shattering far and wide; there’s not one part of me that misses out on the pleasure. I open my eyes just as her pussy contracts around my dick and her body shudders. Her mouth forms a perfect ‘O’ and her eyes flutter open and shut while she comes.
A minute later, she shifts so she’s lying on top of me. I put one arm around her and smooth her hair back with my other hand. “I love you,” I murmur.
“I love you, too, baby,” she says breathlessly.
We lie quietly for a while, letting the pleasure subside, and then she leaves me to go to the bathroom. When she comes back, she snuggles next to me with her head on my chest.
“I was supposed to fly to New Zealand today,” I say, not caring one bit that I’m not going to make that flight. I would choose being with Presley over going to New Zealand any time.
Lifting her head, she asks, “For work?”
“No, we’re taking a break. I was going by myself to try and clear my head.”
She frowns and props herself up on her elbow so she can look at me. “How long are you on a break for?”
I twirl her hair between my fingers, loving this time with her. “Indefinitely. Van called a time out and he isn’t sure if he’ll be back.”
Her frown deepens. “Are you not freaking the fuck out over this? I thought with your shares and everything, this would worry you.”
I smile, a sense of peace settling in my gut. “Yeah, I’m a little freaked out. But I’m dancing in the rain, remember? And I’m dancing with you, so that makes me the happiest man on Earth.”
A smile slowly spreads across her face and she shifts to lean on my chest, her eyes focused on mine. “I’m liking this new Jett Vaughn. A lot.”
“Only liking?” I tease.
“I said a lot.”
I smack her on the ass and shift her so she’s on her back and I’m on top of her. Pushing my dick against her, I say, “I better pick up my game if you’re only liking me. Give me the day and I’ll have that moved up to a love.”
She puts her arms around me. “You can have the day. Hell, you can have the year.”
“Only the year?”
She rolls her eyes. “You’re a pushy bastard, aren’t you? Always demanding more.”
I chuckle and drop a kiss on her lips. “So what have you got planned for the next few months?”
“Well, if you didn’t come back to me, I was going to go travelling, but now that you’re here, I’m not sure.”
I love that she was waiting for me. “It seems we had similar plans, sweetheart. Maybe we should go see the world together while we’re both on a break.”
Her eyes widen and her smile grows. “I’d love that.” I can hear the excitement in her voice and suddenly dancing in the rain with her sounds like the best damn thing I’ll ever do.
Thank you, Claudia.
34
Presley
I hold Jett’s hand with a strong grip as we enter the charity dinner he’s performing at tonight. There’s a huge turnout and I don’t want to lose him in the crowd. After the event organiser contacted him a week ago and asked the band to perform, ticket sales went through the roof.
He finds our table and pulls out my chair first. Once I’m settled, he sits next to me. Turning to me he pushes a stray hair off my face and asks, “You okay?”
“Yeah. You?” Tonight’s going to be hard for him and I’m doing my best not to keep asking if he’s okay, but I’m concerned.
His face softens. “Yeah, baby, I’m okay.”
“You’re going to be amazing.”
We’re interrupted by West who drops into the seat next to me and says, “We’re already amazing, Presley. I thought you knew this.” He gives me a wink and I shake my head at him.
“Yes, I’m very aware of how amazing you are, West,” I play along with him. I really do love hanging out with the guys, but West is by far the cheekiest one and a lot of fun.
He breaks out in a huge grin and looks at Jett. “If you fuck shit up with Presley again, all bets are off, and I’m staking a claim.”
I hold my breath and wait for Jett to lose it but he surprises me with a smile. He places his arm around my shoulders and replies to West, “I’ve got no plans to fuck this up again and as far as you taking a shot, I’d like to see that. She doesn’t take shit from anyone so I doubt she’d put up with yours for longer than a day.” His tone is fun and I realise he’s not even phased by West’s flirting.
West lets out a low whistle. “Presley, I think you’ve tamed the beast. I can’t even get a rise out of him anymore.”
Van has just arrived and joins in the conversation. “I think they’ve tamed each other. Presley’s gone soft, letting him get away with shit she never did to begin with.”