My Rock #5 (The Rock Star Romance Series - Book #5) (8 page)

He went back up afterwards and did what he needed to
do. There were cameras still rolling and people that wanted an interview. The
producers wanted his signature on paperwork so they could get the ball rolling
on his money; it was after eleven before we got out of there. He insisted that
we leave my car and take his bike. He drove us back down to Venice Beach, only
this time we went into the clubs and bars along Abbot Kinney Boulevard. Everywhere
we went people were slapping him on the back and congratulating him. Girls
wanted his autograph and guys wanted to buy him a drink. I was really proud of
him …it had to be hard to be in the middle of that atmosphere and celebrating
something wonderful yet still turning down a drink. I couldn’t wait to tell his
therapist—the guy would be so proud.

I realized along the way that this may well be the
first time that Tristan was just plain high on life. He was laughing and joking
and talking to people that he usually would have told to fuck off. It was fun
to watch, and to be a part of. He insisted we go into every club and he made me
dance with him in each one. We even went into the gay bar that Venice was
famous for. I stuck out like a sore thumb, but let me tell you…there were some
happy men there that night.

After we left the gay bar, we went back out on the
beach. It was warm and the moon was bright. We walked along for a while and
Tristan said, “Ever had sex on the beach?”

I laughed, “No, it might be a little…sandy, don’t
you think?”

“We could do it against a tree, standing up. Look
there’s a big one over there.”

Still laughing I said, “Whose ass would be the one
against the tree, you think?”

He reached around me with both hands and pulled me
into him as he squeezed my ass cheeks. I could keep my hands between your ass
and the tree….” He didn’t let me respond before he started kissing me. I was
weak…I was ready to give in.

“What if someone comes out here?”

“It’s almost two in the morning. No one’s going to
see us. If they do, lucky them,” he said. You had to give him credit for that
self-confidence.

I didn’t say yes, but I wanted to kiss him again so
I got up on my toes and pressed my lips to his. He took that as consent and led
me over to the tree. He pinned me up against it and suddenly my pussy was
tingling like crazy. I was beginning to wonder if I was a closet exhibitionist.
Tristan had a way of getting me to have sex in the strangest places, and the
thought that we might get caught seemed to excite me that much more.

The tree bark dug into my back through my blouse,
but not so much that I couldn’t take it. He was still kissing me as he unzipped
and unbuttoned his pants. He let them drop to his knees. I was wearing a dress,
so instead of taking it off of me, he just pulled it up around my waist and
pulled down my panties. I arched my back and pushed my hips forward to make it
easier on him. He left them around my ankles and I stepped out of them.

I kissed him again while I moved my back around,
trying to get it comfortable against the tree. Finally, I lifted one leg and
curled it around his waist. He did as promised and cupped my ass in both hands.
He lifted up and I was able to wrap the other leg around him. He worked his
hard cock into me then with little twists and thrusts. Once he was filling me
up, the rest of the world seemed to fade away. I was no longer worried that
we’d get caught. All I could think about was what we were doing and how good it
felt.

He was moving his hips and using his hands to press
me into him. My shoulders were the only thing still pressed against the tree as
we fell into a rhythm with the crashing of the waves against the rocks as
background music. Tristan leaned his head down and started sucking and biting
on my neck. I still had the hickey from the dressing room, but that was fine
too. He pushed me up a little higher and used his teeth to move the top of my
dress down so one cup of my bra and the top part of my breast was exposed. He
kissed across the swell of it and then wiggled his tongue down inside the cup
to make contact with my nipple. When he did, fireworks exploded in my head.

He flicked around on first one nipple and then the
other before working back up to my lips. I put my tongue in his mouth and he
sucked on it. That turned me on and he knew it. We were both moving and
thrusting against each other now. I was using his shoulders for leverage as he
gripped my ass and pushed and pulled against it.

I was moaning and whimpering…I could feel myself
already ready to cum. Tristan could feel it, too, and he pushed us up against
the tree with his hands still on my ass and tried to pound me. It wasn’t
working though, so he let me drop down to my feet. Then he turned me around so
that my hands were against the tree and he entered me from behind. I gripped
onto the tree for dear life as he pounded me and reached up to grab and squeeze
one of my tits as he did. It wasn’t long before we both came; now when someone
asks if I’ve ever had sex on the beach and I say yes, I won’t be talking about
the drink.

When we finally made it home, it was after three
a.m. We were giddy still and loud. Susie was asleep, I assumed, but although I
normally tried to be quiet and not wake her, that night we just didn’t care. I
was still horny too and I was hoping that he was as well.

“I won a million dollars,” Tristan said when we got
inside, almost as if he’d just realized it.

I smiled, “Yes, you did!”

“I want to fuck you in your bed,” he said. Bingo!

“Okay,” I told him with another smile.

He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into
him. Then he looked down at my face and said, “Did you just say okay because
I’m a fucking millionaire?”

“Pretty much, yeah,” I told him with a giggle.

He picked me up and carried me into the room,
tossing me down on the bed. Then he started taking off his pants as he said, “I
don’t know who I’m kidding. I don’t give a fuck why you said yes. The end
justifies the means and I’m getting me a scorching hot piece of ass for the
second time tonight!”

I sat up and helped him get his pants and boxers off;
as soon as they slid down, his cock happily sprang free. I leaned forward
before he even had them off his ankles and licked it from base to tip.

I felt him shiver as I gripped the base of it and
began slowly engulfing it, taking it in an inch at a time until it bumped into
the back of my throat. I had my mouth open as wide as it would go and I stared
bobbing my head so it would slide all the way in and then back up to the tip. I
flicked my tongue around it as it moved in and out.

The whole time I looked up at him and he watched me.
It was erotic to see the lust on his face. I played with it like that for a
while before I really started sucking it. I would take it to the back of my
throat and then suck hard until I needed air and then I’d let it slide back
out. I reached out and put a hand on his balls and massaged them gently while I
was blowing his cock. He was moaning and moving his hips back and forth. He had
his hands in my hair…I loved it when he tugged on my hair and used it to guide
me back and forth…up and down.

After about five minutes, I could feel his balls
grow and harden and his erection begin to swell and lengthen. He pulled back, not
ready to cum yet. He leaned down and kissed me hard on the mouth. I melted into
him and returned the kiss with passion. We were feeding off of each other’s
excitement. He sat down on the bed then and I stood up in front of him and
pulled off my dress. He reached up and unhooked my bra and then grabbed my tits
in his hands as they bounced free. He ran his thumbs across my hard nipples making
me moan and shiver and then he took one in his mouth; while he licked and
sucked and softly bit on it, he dropped a hand down between my legs and rubbed
my pussy through the soft fabric of my panties. They were already wet, but the
feel of his warm fingers soaked them.

He stripped them down to my knees and by the time I
got them the rest of the way off, I could feel the flick of his tongue against
my clit that was so big and hard already I cried out, loudly. I didn’t care
that Susie was in the next room. I didn’t care if the neighbors heard us.
Nothing felt better than Tristan’s tongue on my clit and I was going to enjoy
it. I ran my fingers through his hair as he ran his tongue along the length of
my pussy. He made me groan loudly again when I felt him slip first one and then
two fingers into my pussy. He slid one hand up and grabbed a handful of my ass,
pulling me tighter against his face while he licked and stroked and
finger-fucked me all at the same time. It was almost overwhelming to my senses.

“Oh fuck, Tristan, oh god! Yeah baby, that’s it,
right there!”

He was fucking me with his tongue now and rubbing my
hard nub with one of his fingers. He switched hands, so the one that was wet
with my pussy juices was on my ass and while he ate me out he began probing my
asshole with his fingers. I was wiggling and bucking my hips towards his face.
Moans and cries of pleasure that I didn’t even know I had in me were escaping
from my lips. I felt myself shaking all over and I knew I wasn’t going to make
it much longer before I came.

He reached over and took my hand and brought it down
between my legs. He guided my fingers to my clit and while I fingered myself he
continued to lick and slurp with his tongue. It was true ecstasy and after five
or maybe ten minutes of that, I was screaming out in a loud, wild orgasm that
rocked my entire body to its core. He kept his tongue pressed tight against my
clit until the force of the orgasm had passed and I stopped shaking. Then he
pulled me down into his lap.

He kissed me, shoving his tongue coated with my
juices into my mouth, exploring it while his hands groped my tits and ass
simultaneously. I could feel his rock hard cock resting between my ass cheeks
and I wanted it so fucking bad. I was moaning against his mouth as he pinched
and rolled my nipples. He lifted me up and twisted me around so my wet pussy
was rubbing along the shaft of his cock. He slid me back and forth along it
until he was as soaked with my juices as I was.

On the third or fourth pass, he tried to catch the
tip of it in my slit so he could slide it in. “No baby,” I whispered in his
ear. He looked up at me like I’d lost my mind. I smiled and said, “I want you
to fuck me doggy style.” He grinned and kind of growled his agreement before
almost roughly lifting me off of him and onto my stomach on the bed. I lifted
myself up with my arms and pushed my ass back into him.

He knelt behind me and slid one of his fingers into
me all the way to the knuckle. I moaned as he moved it around and played with
my G-spot. Just about the time I thought I would cum again, he pulled it out
and pressed his cock up against my entrance. He pushed gently at first and as
he slid into me I could feel my pussy clinging to his cock like it was a second
skin. When he was all the way in I could feel my pussy muscles quivering and I
moaned loudly again. As an apartment dweller with a roommate, I was usually
more inhibited, but in the moment, I clearly didn’t give a rat’s ass what
anyone thought.

“You’re so fucking hot, baby,” he whispered in a
raspy voice. He started moving in and out of me then in a quick rhythm as I
moved back against him. His groin was making slapping noises up against my ass
as he plunged in deeper and harder. He had a hold of my hips and each time he
stroked forward, he would pull me back onto him.

I couldn’t hold it back any longer; the orgasm hit
me again like a ton of bricks and I cried out, “Oh yes! Fuck yeah! Oh god!” The
muscles inside my pussy went into an uncontrollable spasm and the wetness
gushed out all over him and the tops of my thighs. He kept banging away and I
kept
cumming
, over and over again. Eventually, I
collapsed the top half of my body onto the bed, leaving my ass extended up into
the air. He slowed down, I could tell he was close, but he still wasn’t ready
to cum.
 

I felt him reach around then and dip two of his
fingers into the pool of wetness between my legs. He ran them across my clit
and I swear to God I almost started
cumming
again.

“Oh god, Tristan!” I yelled out. I couldn’t see his
face, but I know he was smiling. A few seconds later I felt his wet fingers
pressing against the entrance to my ass. He was slow and gentle, slipping in
one at a time as he continued to fuck my pussy. When he slid out of me I felt
suddenly cold and empty. Then I felt him press his cock against my ass hole and
I braced myself as he started inching himself in. His cock was saturated with
my cum so it didn’t take long before the shaft was buried up to his balls. He
started moving again, reaching around and putting his fingers back on my clit.
He rubbed it hard and fast while he fucked my ass. I was grunting and groaning
and making quite a few unfeminine noises; but again, I didn’t give a fuck.

He slid a finger into my pussy and moved it around
inside of me as he picked up even more speed with his hips. I think I had two
more orgasms; his hand was slick with my juices before at last he let out a
loud growl and emptied himself into my ass. When he stopped rocking, I
collapsed forward onto the bed and he collapsed down on top of me. I felt his
lips on my ear and I said, “Wow!”