The Rocker Who Savors Me (The Rocker 2)

I had never had someone open a car door for me, and really I wasn’t expecting it from the big bad rocker, but he surprised me when he did just that. Stopping by the SUV, he opened the door and didn’t let go of my hand until I was seated in the passenger seat. As he closed the door another vehicle pulled up beside of the Escalade.

I didn’t pay attention to who was in the Ferrari because I as too busy checking out the car itself. In the dim lighting, I saw that it was metallic silver. The art work on the driver’s side was sick, with skulls in black and dark shades of gray. I was instantly in love with the car!

Jesse called a greeting to the couple getting out of the car but didn’t stop as he moved around to climb behind the wheel of the Escalade. I caught a glimpse of long dark hair from a woman shorter than I was and the tattoos on the arms of the man as they walked up the steps to the front door. For the first time I noticed who it was… “Is that Axton Cage?”

Jesse glanced back at the beach house as the door opened and Nik stood in the door way. “Yeah… Did you want to meet him? We have time.”

I shook my head. It would have been cool to have met the man deemed ‘Rock God,’ but I was more excited to just be with the rocker beside of me. “I’d rather be with you,” I told him honestly.

His hand stopped in the process of starting the vehicle. Eyes darker than I had ever seen them captured mine, and before I could blink he was reaching for me. I went willingly, desperate for the taste of him. He wasn’t gentle, and it only served to make me want more. His tongue thrusting into my mouth made me wet, and I nearly climbed across the seat to straddle him.

He tasted like toothpaste with something more potent underlining that mint flavor. That something went straight to my head, and I became an instant addict for it. A small moan escaped my mouth, and I clutched his shoulders, my nails sinking into his flesh through the material of his shirt.

The kiss went on and on. It could have lasted hours and I wouldn’t have been able to get my fill. When he finally raised his head, it was because we needed to breathe. He leaned his forehead against mine, his fingers tangled in my hair to hold me close. “Seriously, Layla. Killing me here, baby.”

I bit my lip to stop myself from attack his mouth again. “I’m dying a little myself,” I whispered.

We sat there for several minutes. It was soothing the way his fingers, still tangled in my hair, massaged my scalp while we got our breathing under control. When he raised his head, his eyes had changed again. They weren’t as dark as they had been just a few minutes ago, but they weren’t his normal brown. He pressed a kiss to my forehead before turning in the seat and reaching out to start the SUV.

“What would you like to eat, babe? Italian, Greek, Mexican?” He reversed, backing smoothly out of the driveway. “Anything you want just let me know.”

I told him I wanted a hamburger, and he just blinked at me. “Really?”

I grinned. “Yes, really. But I want a really good hamburger. The best hamburger in the world. Know a place like that?”

“Yeah, but it’s in New York.” He frowned, as if thinking about his options then turned left at a red light. “Okay. I know a good place. It isn’t the best burger you will ever eat, but it is as close as I can get without flying across the country.”

He took me to a little mom-and-pop place that was surprisingly crowded. We seated ourselves in the back at a little booth, and a waitress in her late thirties came to take our orders. She barely gave us a once over before asking us what we wanted to drink. Two cokes and two full works burgers later and we were both stuffed, of course Jesse had finished my burger because it had been so huge that I had only been able to eat half. The man could eat because not only did he have his burger and mine but he ate most of the fries that had come with both as well.

Even though I had only eaten half, it was still the best burger I had ever had. I didn’t know if it was because of the food or because of the company I had while I enjoyed it. Jesse kept me laughing through our meal—telling me all kinds of hilarious things about him and the band over the years—and I felt light hearted by the time he paid the bill.

He stood and captured my hand as soon as I was on my feet. It felt right when he entwined our fingers and pulled me close as we walked out of the restaurant. The parking lot was crowded with cars with more coming and going. It was dark out now, and there were only a few street lights to guide us to the Escalade, but I wasn’t scared; there was no one in the world stupid enough to mess with Jesse. It made me feel safe because he was so big and almost scary looking in the dim lighting.

He opened the passenger door for me but when I went to step up into the big SUV, he stopped me with a firm hand on my waist. All too willingly, I melted into his arms as his head lowered and caught my mouth. My arms snaked around his shoulders so that I could hold on while I pulled myself up his body enough to feel his cock right where I needed it the most.

I was already wet and aching for this man. His kisses made me weak at the knees, and I felt as if I was coming undone with each second that passed while his mouth tortured me with the addictive taste of him. He groaned low in his throat when I moved so that his cock was pressed against my pussy. “Fuck, Layla,” he muttered, his lips trailing down my neck and nipping at my shoulder. “Why is it that as soon as your lips touch mine, I’m ready to come in my jeans?”

“I’d rather you come in me,” I whispered brokenly and his fingers tightened their hold on my waist to the point of pain.

“I want to take you right here.” He sucked at the spot he had nipped, tenderly making blood pool at the surface. “But I’m not going to…” I whimpered in protest. I wasn’t one for public sex, but I was willing to make an exception for this man! “I promised you a date, and the night is still young, baby.” He raised his head and dark eyes captured mine. “But later...”

Jesse

If I knew that our night was going to end the way it did I would have taken her home and sunk my dick into her as soon as I had paid for dinner. Hind sight is always twenty/twenty…

I parked the Escalade in the parking lot across the road from the bar. Every time the door opened, loud music poured out. The band wasn’t due to preform until ten, so we still had an hour or so before they took the stage. For now, there was a DJ in the back playing good rock and everyone was having a good time.

The bouncer at the door barely looked at our IDs when I paid the cover charge, and then I caught hold of Layla’s hand and pulled her through the crowd toward the bar. It was so loud that I had to press my lips to her ear so that she could hear me. She shivered when I asked her what she wanted to drink.