Rock Her (14 page)

Kip was a taker, but he was also a pleaser. At the sight of
Annie
cumming
, he lost control himself, and pulled
his tool from her in time to coat her ass and back with torrents of creamy
elixir.

They both rocked and grunted against each other in drawn out passion,
until the strain was overwhelming for them. Then Kip collapsed onto her back,
sliding off and to the floor, his chest and belly coated now in his own cum.

After the events of the day Kip was exhausted. He hadn’t been
as active since his days in the Marine Corps or since his recovery regimen
right after. This was a great work out. And he was glad that Annie had the
stamina to keep up with him. She was a real fine, baggage and all. He decided
that he intended to keep her for not only sex but as his lover.

“Your Guardian Angel” By
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

“Annie?” Kip called from the floor. Annie was still motionless
face down upon the coffee table.

“Yes?” she answered, he mouth muffled by the wood table top and
her hand.

“If I get you a wet towel for your back, will you stay with
me?” Kip asked.

“Do you mean stay with you tonight? You know I have nowhere
else to go,” Annie said very relaxed.

“No. I mean stay with me. Like, live with me. Forever.”

Annie was silent for a few long moments, and Kip thought maybe
he had shocked her with his question.

Then, she cleared her throat. “I guess it depends,” She finally
said.

“It does?” Kip asked. “On what?

“Is every day with you going to be like today?” Annie still
hadn’t moved and Kip could not see her face to know whether she was joking or
not.

“Well, Annie, it may be this way for a while until I’ve
eliminated the entire bad crowd you’ve been hanging around with,” Kip said as
seriously as he could.

Annie chuckled into her hand.

“Seriously though, Annie,” Kip said. “I don’t want that kind of
life even less than you do. I have had my fill of violence and killing. You can
take that to the bank. Besides, after tomorrow, when you pull off the sting on
your ex, problem solved, right?”

 
“Yes, problem solved,”
Annie said hesitantly.

“Annie, are you having second thoughts about tomorrow?”

“No! I mean, no, not really. Just nervous I guess,” Annie
answered.

Kip sat up and climbed to his feet. He went to the kitchen and
ran a hand towel under the faucet, Hot water soaking in. Then he wiped his
chest and belly as he returned to Annie. He found her sitting up then and
pulling her long locks over her shoulder, to keep it from dropping onto her
back. He handed her the towel.

“Annie, honestly, you don’t have anything to worry about,” Kip
assured her. “You’ll be surrounded by police. At any sign of trouble, they will
intervene.”

“I know. It’s just something I have never done before. Never
even thought I would do before. I am not used to this shoot ‘
em
up life like you Kip.”

“Yeah, I know,” Kip said as he watched Annie wipe herself clean
with the hot towel. “Believe me, I wish I wasn’t used to it either.”

Annie was silent for a moment as she finished wiping Kip’s
offering from her glowing skin. She shifted slightly on the table, indicating
to Kip that her ass was as sore as it looked like it should be. “Kip, I’d feel
a lot better if you were there.”

I wouldn’t miss it for
the world, Annie,
Kip was about to say, but instead he said, “So, if I am
there, you’ll agree to live with me? On a permanent basis?” He grinned.

Annie smiled back at him. “You already gave me the towel,” she
said. “I thought that deal was already sealed.”

“Actually, you never answered me,” Kip said. “But I’ll accept
the terms.”

Annie looked relieved, until she shifted on the table again and
a look of pain crossed her face momentarily.

“Sorry about that,” Kip said.

“Oh, I’m not!” Annie replied.

“But you look like you’re in pain.”

“It’s a pleasant kind of pain,” she said.

“Just so you know, Annie,” Kip said, “I will admit now that I
can be a pain in the ass in more ways than that.”

“That’s Okay, Kip,” Annie replied. “I can too.”

“Annie, you already have,” Kip said grinning. “I have been in
two gun battles today on your behalf.”

Annie shrugged with an exaggerated smile. “Guys fight over me.
Always have.”

The rest of the night was a continuation of what came before.
The hotel room was a room of debauchery the likes of which had not been seen
since Caligula reigned. At one point Annie was handcuffed over the clothes rack
in the closet. She had never experienced the level of ecstasy as the moment
when Kip fucked her from behind while she bounced against the wall. Her wrists
will
bare
the mark for days, for as she came her
knees buckled. Kip, immersed in pleasuring her dripping pussy with his mouth,
did not realize that she could no longer support herself. He carried on for
minutes while she hung unsupported. Annie was unable to speak such was the
level of her enjoyment. Finally, when the orgasm waned, she cried out to him, and
he lifted her from the floor with one arm and unlocked her cuffs.

Rock star sex god.

Kip would have thought that this was the end of the love making
this night, but as he dabbed at her reddened wrists as she lied on her back in
bed, she stretched out her tongue and polished the tip of his cock. In moments
Kip was hard again and fucking her mouth.

As it was before with the spanking and the handcuffs, Annie
could not seem to get enough. Kip’s cock was above average in length, but Annie
had no hang ups about pushing it down her throat to the limits. Kip watched
intently as his cock disappeared into her lovely face.

Annie, it seems, is
insatiable. I may have met my match.

Annie pulled her hand away from Kip’s massage and gripped the
root of his cock. He pulled him closer in an attempt to wet the entire length
with her lips. She succeeded. When she felt it swell and over stiffen, she
pulled the length of it from her cherry lips and let him apply his load in a
well distributed pattern across her cheeks and forehead. Kip studied her eyes
as they sparkled with the droplets of his cum hanging in her lashes. She
blinked and her eyes flashed.

Kip dropped to his knees in exhaustion after the intense orgasm
once again.

Kip did not know how he made it from the floor beside Annie to
the bed beside Annie, but that is where he woke up in the morning. They’d left
the curtains pulled apart throughout their sexual adventure the night before.
And now the early morning sun was beaming in his face. He blinked at it then
threw his arm over his head as he rolled out of bed and staggered to the
window. He pulled the curtains closed. The room was instantly transformed and
he let his arm drop from his eyes. He caught sight of Annie then, lying there
on the mattress above the sheets, totally naked. Admiring her perfect shape, he
went to her and woke her.

“Annie, it is morning,” he said.

She stirred and then rolled over. Blinking the sleep from her
eyes she looked up and smiled at him.

“What time is it?” she asked.

Kip turned around, craning his neck to look at the clock.
“Looks like about eight fifteen.”

Annie’s eyes flew wide then. “Oh, shit! I am supposed to meet
the lieutenant at nine!” She slid from the bed, squinted at the pain on her ass
then stood slowly.

“I’ve got to get a shower,” Annie said.

“You do that,
darlin
’, and I will get
dressed.” Kip said.

Annie disappeared into the bathroom and Kip heard the shower
start. He pulled on his pants and yanked a shirt from the closet, remembering
the previous evening’s activities in there.

Then Kip pulled a trunk from the back corner and slid it out
into the bedroom. He flipped open the lid and took a quick inventory of the
stash of weapons that he had stashed inside. Reaching in, he pulled out the
Ruger
nine millimeter. He tucked it in the back of his
jeans and pulled his shirt down over it. Then he walked to the living room and
picked up their clothes from the floor. As he reached for Annie’s bra he
noticed her notebook. He picked it up and walked over to the couch, where he
plopped himself down.

Kip opened the notebook to the first page. He read through many
notes about Senator Loomis.
Of course,
the senator she had worked with previously. I saw the book in the window of the
bookstore. This is the guy that Stewart thought she was cheating with.

He read through a few of the notes and made a mental note to
check out the book sometime. There was some really interesting stuff here. Then
he flipped through dozens of pages until he found a note that mentioned him.
Then he thumbed back to the beginning of the section.

He read through them, amused at how Annie kept track of the
important things. Then he stopped and studied one page because the note there
caught his eye.

‘
Kip Jones is almost
certainly not his real name. He claims to come from a wealthy family and owns
many companies and businesses. He has asked me not to print any of his history
and his wealth, but I cannot help but think that this will be the crux of the
book. Information like this will make it a blockbuster. Who this guy really is
may be totally unknown. Even, it seems, by his band members. It should be a
simple thing to figure out who he truly is. I know he owns a restaurant,
Sampson Flight, Inc. and a taxi company, among others. Ownership of a company
is public knowledge. Once I get the chance it will just be a matter of
searching the public records.
’

“I Don't Care” By
Apocalyptica
featuring Adam
Gontier
of Three Days Grace

Kip’s heart sank. He felt betrayed. And for once in his life,
he wasn’t quite sure how to handle the situation. Regardless of what he just
discovered, he liked Annie. And he meant it when he asked her to live with him.

He heard the shower shut off in the other room and he closed
the notebook and threw it back down on the floor with the clothes. He leaned forward
and rested his elbows on his knees, trying to take stock of what he’d just
learned. Annie intended to write all the she knew about Kip.

And so what?
He asked
himself.
Why do I care so much?

Then Kip realized that he didn’t care so much anymore about the
information of his true identity getting out. Now, it was more important that
Annie was going to tell it even though he asked her not to.

Kip did not get angry easily. The last time he was truly angry
was the last conversation he had with his father. And it held true even now. He
realized, as he thought more about it, that he wasn’t angry. He was hurt.

But why was that so disturbing to him? Since he was released
from the hospital in Germany and he started his new life as a rock and roll
star, Kip had not gotten close to anyone. There were plenty of women, girls
even, but they were always play things. He had never truly cared about them.
The last close relationship was with his father, before he ruined that, too.
Since then he had been on auto pilot.

Yes, Kip gave. But only his money and his time. He had never
gave himself since before his father and him had a falling out which included
his girlfriend breaking up with him. And he was about to. He was about to give
all of himself to Annie, before he picked up her notebook.

Now he didn’t know what to do. For the first time in his life,
he just didn’t know.

He looked up and saw Annie standing there naked, hair wet and
hanging over her shoulders, dripping water down her breasts and belly.

“I’ll be ready in a minute. You?” she asked.

“Uh, Yes. I am ready to go now. I can go hail a taxi and have
it waiting.” Kip said coldly.

Annie noticed the chill from him and cocked her head. Then she
realized she must be imagining it, and she smiled at him. Kip smiled back and
stood, walking toward the door.

Annie turned to walk back into the room to dress. After she
took two steps, she stopped and turned back to the living room. Her eyes fell
upon the notebook lying on the floor.

As Kip stepped out into the hall and pulled the door closed
behind him, Jack ran up to him.

“Good morning, buddy! Damn, God knows I didn’t expect to see
you up this early,” Jack said.

“Morning Jackie,” Kip said. “How was your night last night?”

“Shit, a hell of a lot less action than you had yesterday.”
Jack said.

Kip stopped walking and turned to him. “You know about
yesterday?”

Jack was taken aback. “Hell Kip, the whole fucking world knows.
It’s been all over the news yesterday and this morning. You’re a hell of a
bigger star today than you were yesterday.”

“No shit?” Kip asked, truly surprised. Although he shouldn’t
have been. He did the news interviews at the mall. He was just more surprised
that a shooting would have been such a big deal. He still hadn’t adjusted after
all this time since he’s been back from Afghanistan, where shootings were an
everyday occurrence, and his involvement was normal.

“Kip, what did you expect? You shot a terrorist that was
shooting up the mall, for fucks sake.”

“Terrorist?” Kip asked. “Is that what the news said?”

“Yes, Kip.” Jacky said, confused. “Kip, how could you be
involved in something like that and not watch the news reports of it? You’re a
fucking hero all of a sudden!”

Kip looked at Jack with as normal of a face as he could
possibly muster. “What’s new?” Then he turned and continued down the hall
toward the elevator.