Rock and Roll Fantasy (3 page)

He guided her to the left, and she kept her fingers outstretched, laughter bubbling out of her throat as a few more things hit to the floor. "More shelves."

"The door," he mumbled against her hair, and they wobbled their way to the door, fighting the tumble of the waves as he pressed his lean body pressed against her. His breath, coming in quick pants, grazed her neck. Her own breath hitched in her throat, and the muscles in her legs started to go soft. She sagged back, bracing herself against the door. Luckily, there was nothing to avoid except the handle.

"Do you think we should lock it?" she asked, searching behind her, looking for a lock.

"There's probably not a lock. But don't worry 'bout that."

When he lifted her light skirt and tugged down her panties, she quit fretting about a lock. The boat took another hard hop, and she used both hands to brace herself in the doorjamb. Her panties fell to her ankles.

"That's perfect. Stay like that."

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by Isabelle Drake

And it was perfect, she realised. Ramon's sexy, light-hearted desperation to prove himself to her was just what she needed. She wanted the hard thrust of his cock pounding into her, shattering the last of the pain left behind by Marc's betrayal and making her feel wild and alive.

Ramon's fingers moved up her thigh, and she gave herself over to the sweet bliss of his careful attention. Her pussy was soft and slick, ready for his hard shaft. She stepped out of her panties and spread her legs, bracing each foot in the doorjamb.

"Go ahead, Ramon. Show me."

But instead of thrusting into her, he placed his mouth across hers, kissing her tenderly and with a sweet urgency that took her breath away. But she didn't want sweet and gentle, she wanted tough and demanding. She wanted something to blow away her past.

She pulled her mouth away. "Fuck me, Ramon."

"Yes, Ma'am." He grabbed her ass with both hands and drove into her, filling her completely with his stiff erection.

She clung to him as he pumped into her, shifting her hips to deepen the angle and give him better access to her core.

Each thrust went deeper and the pounding harder. Karrie lifted one leg, wrapped it around his lean, muscular waist, and pulled him closer. She sucked in a deep breath and concentrated on the sensation, but the delicious waves of pleasure she sought didn't come. She was too tense, too distracted, too anxious and needy.

Relax
.

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Karrie leaned into him, using her wrapped leg to support herself as she rocked, focusing on the constant motion of his hard shaft.

The first waves of pleasure circled from her core, and she held her breath, tensing for the release. But he beat her to it and was grunting as he came, his last thrusts pushing her flat against the door.

He eased away from her, and she held in a whimper of need. His breathing was already beginning to slow, but she was still tense, her slick cunt dripping from the attention of his cock. She wiggled, trying to put some much-needed pressure on her clit.

"Remember what I said?" Ramon held her still. "I know what you need, right?"

Karrie nodded.

He put his palms under her elbows and lifted. "Put your hands in the door jamb again." She curled her fingers around the cold metal of the doorway, and he dropped to his knees.

He flicked the tip of his tongue across her stiff clit. "Admit that was the fastest fuck you've ever had, and I'll lick your sweet pussy until you really whimper."

His mouth was so close, and her need for release so desperate, she would've said anything. "It's true," she murmured, rubbing her mound across his open mouth.

His voice was soft, just a little bit taunting. "Say it
all
."

"That was the fastest fuck ever. You're amazing."

"Good girl." He grabbed her ass and flicked his tongue between her wet folds. "Now hold still. If you can."

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The wind outside picked up, and the boat bobbed. Karrie curled her fingers around the metal edge, and spread her legs further apart to wedge her feet against the doorjamb. Once she was fully secure, she dropped her head back and breathed deeply, willing herself to relax and enjoy the soft, careful flick of Ramon's tongue.

He continued the leisurely caress of her clit, licking her so lightly she had to sway her hips to increase the pressure. He responded by grabbing her ass cheeks, steadying her as he started sucking. The motion was both soothing and insistent, and it took all her strength to stay upright and open to his attentions. He squeezed her hips, forcing her legs even wider apart so her clit was fully exposed.

Instantly, hot curls of pleasure started to unwind deep in her core, and her muscles tensed, preparing for the shudders that came so quickly that Karrie's breath hitched in her throat and she moaned, the rumble coming from deep in her chest.

He held her upright as he continued to suck her sensitive nub, his mouth drawing the waves of pleasure across her body like a fierce explosion.

Karrie took in a series of small, short breaths, and then let them all out at once as the last of the pulses flashed. As her body started to return to normal, coils of embarrassment started to replace the ones of excitement, and the reality of what she'd done started to break through the lusty haze that had been filling her brain.

She pulled her legs together and started fumbling through the dark to adjust her clothes.

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Ramon wrapped his arms around her, stilling her actions as he pulled her close. The boat took a sharp bounce, and he hugged her tightly to his chest.

"I—I—" She wanted to say something, to explain, but no words would come.

"Liked it?"

Despite her shame, she laughed. "Yeah. I did."

"Good." He chuckled. "You were supposed to."

"It's just that I usually don't—"

He kissed her lightly on the lips, cutting off her explanation, then, still holding her close, started to sing.

"
Life is where you find it,
Just give in and don't mind it,

Don't resist how you feel,

Just make sure that it's real.
"

It was one of her favourite songs, a ballad from the Skull Kings, a band most known for their hard driving rock, and wild lead singer—

Karrie jerked back and stared through the dim light, trying to see his face. It wasn't possible, but—she reached out and touched his neck, running her fingers across the tight column where the row of skulls ran up his throat. "Ramon? Are you—"

"You might as well call me Ram, now." He chuckled and grabbed her breast, caressing her tightly peaked nipple. "I think we qualify as friends."

"Ram." Karrie reeled with confusion.
Shit
. "How did I not recognise you?"

"Weren't expecting to see a rock star on a ferry boat, I guess."

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A couple of years ago, she'd lusted over his video, one that got played over and over. It showed him, bare-chested, playing his guitar, on an outdoor stage in front of thousands of screaming fans. God, how she'd wanted to be part of that crowd. That life. Then, she'd got serious about work, stopped watching videos and thought she was getting ready to settle down. Do the right things. "How stupid can I be?"

"No, not stupid." He picked up her panties and handed them to her, eased back and started to put his clothes in order. "We better hurry up and get out of here."

"Right. Sure." What to make of all this? She had no idea.

With quick, shaky movements, Karrie pulled herself together. She felt like she should say something, but she had absolutely no experience having sex with world famous rock stars in tiny boat closets. So she couldn't figure out what to say.
Thanks?
Somehow, that didn't seem right.

He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her against him once again. Only this time she couldn't relax. It was him. Ram Nix, right there, pulling her so close her breasts were flattened against his world-famous chest.

"You're sexy, you know that?" He kissed her neck, and she breathed in, wanting to remember the way he smelt. "I won't forget this."

She snickered. "Geez. You must do this kind of thing all the time. How many girls a day do you have to peel off you?"

He stiffened. "It's not like that."

It was her turn to put him at ease. "I didn't mean it like that. You can't help it. They make the videos like that to sell records."

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He chuckled. "And concert tickets."

She imagined the screaming crowds. "Right."

"It's an image. I don't—"

Rapping on the door cut him off. It was followed by Ian's voice, coming softly through the door. "Ram? You two in there?"

Ram found the door handle and swung the door open.

Light streamed in and Karrie blinked, her eyes stinging a bit from the brightness.

"Hey, sorry, but we're getting close. Thought you two might want to, well, come out before the dudes started doing stuff to get ready."

"Doing stuff to get ready? That sounds really lame, Ian."

Ram punched at Ian, but his friend jumped to the side and Ram ended up punching the air. "Admit it. You just got bored."

"Yeah. Whatever. The chick has a boyfriend. She's on her way to see him."

"What about her friend?" Ram asked, stepping out.

"She only likes girls." Ian frowned. "And there aren't any others on the ferry. I looked."

"Fine. We were on our way out, anyway." Ram reached in and pulled Karrie from the tiny closet.

Karrie tumbled out, her eyes adjusting to the fierce sun.

Wind swirled, tugging at her hair and making her T-shirt billow out. She raised her hand to tuck it in, so it didn't blow up and expose her, but Ram snatched her hand and tucked it inside hers.

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"I'm not letting you get away that easy," Ram said, pulling her over.

Karrie fell in beside him, pretending everything was fine even though she was still spinning from the truth. But she wasn't so out of it that she was going to be okay with flashing everyone on the boat. She used her other hand to tuck in her shirt.

They hurried out of the covered section to stand by the rail.

"I guess I'll make one last pass to see if I missed any," Ian said, already scanning the crowd.

"You do that," Ram replied, reaching out to shove his friend away.

Karrie leaned against the rail. The shoreline looked the same as the one they'd left, a blur of palm trees, brush, and low growing plants. Clusters of tiny islands ran along the shoreline, low braches dipping into the water at odd angles.

The beach was covered with people lying on towels and sipping drinks under umbrellas. Near the edge of the water, a couple of teenagers were feeding a flock of gulls, tossing something from a bag and laughing as the birds swooped up the food and flew off. Off in the distance white sailboats skimmed across the glittering blue-green water.

"You haven't been to the island before?" Ram said, coming up behind her and bracing one hand on each side of her body.

"How did you guess?" she asked, her face inches away from his when she looked over her shoulder.

"That expression on your face," he replied, tucking a stray piece of her hair behind her ear.

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She blushed, worried that she looked naive and inexperienced. What kind of person had never seen the ocean before? He saw her distress and nuzzled her neck, making her smile. Being embarrassed now—after what they'd done in the closet—was ridiculous. And he was so sweet it was impossible to worry that he thought she was boringly innocent.

"We love it, too. That's why Ian and I come down here, to get away from all the craziness of the club scene and the media and all that." He nuzzled her neck and kissed below her ear. "It's wild and quiet at the same time. Sound like anyone you know?"

"Not you, that's for sure." Karrie chuckled, then turned back to the view. "But I know exactly what you mean about all that hassle. I have to get away from all my adorning fans, too. And the press. They never leave me alone."

He pressed into her, and she felt the outline of his cock nestle between her ass cheeks. She wiggled her hips, and he groaned.

"I thought you weren't into public displays."

"I never said that," she replied lightly.

"So you
are
into it?"

She shrugged. "I never said that either."

"You see, you don't say much. You're quiet. But judging from the way you let go in the closet—you're wild too."

"I'm not quiet." She wiggled again, loving the way his shaft got stiffer as she moved against him. "You think you have me all figured out, but you don't."

"Not
all
figured out. Stay with me a while, so I can find out a few more things."

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"That's tempting, but, I already have plans."

He kissed her neck. "Plans change."

Karrie slipped out her phone and checked the signal. The message signal blinked on.

Ram kissed her neck. "That's right, call them. They won't mind waiting."

"They're
already
waiting. I got on the wrong ferry—

remember?"

Karrie hit the message retrieval and waited. Amy and Rochelle came on, each one talking over the other. The only words she could make out were
plane
,
we're sorry
,
hurrying
, and then a bunch of giggles and a couple of more
we're
sorrys
.

Ram set his hand on Karrie's waist, untucked her shirt and slid his fingers under. Her nerves endings tingled and fresh waves of electricity skittered across her skin. "Sounds like you're on your own," he said into her ear, the heat of his breath making that electricity sizzle.