Rock Her (4 page)

But it wasn’t anger that Annie was trying to express. It was
horror.

“Kip, I think you’ve been shot!”

“Huh?” Kip looked down following Annie’s gaze. He saw a bright
red flower growing on his shoulder.
Shit,
not again
!

The man next to Annie that had helped her up rush to him. “I’ll
call an ambulance,” he said. “Stay calm.”

Kip looked up at him and smiled. “Oh, I am calm, buddy. No
worries there. And don’t do the ambulance thing. I will be fine.”

He walked to Annie calmly and held out his hand. “Shall we? I
promised you some truths about me, didn’t I?”

Annie was in more shock than Kip. She just nodded with her
mouth open.

“Good. The Plaza is right there. I can get this cleaned up in my
room.”

The gathering crowd all looked at one another in confusion, as
did Annie.

He took her hand and led her through the milling people. One
woman looked at him and pointed to her own shoulder. Kip smiled at her. “All it
did was graze me. Nothing that gauze can’t fix,” he said, winking at her.

Kip and Annie reached his room and made their way inside. As
soon as he closed the door behind them he pulled his shirt off and walked to
the bathroom, leaving the door open. Annie just stood in the living room, still
in shock.

“Yup,” Kip said from the bathroom, “Just as I thought. It’s
hardly anything.” She finally cleared her senses and went to the bathroom. She
saw Kip splashing water on his shoulder. As she approached, he turned and
showed her his shoulder. “It was just a .22 and the bullet only grazed me,” he
said. “He must not have been serious anyway because it wouldn’t bring down a
poodle.”

Annie saw the deep cut in his shoulder and watched as more
blood seeped out. Kip washed it away too. He walked to the bedroom and pulled
an old T-shirt out of the drawer, balled it up and put it over his wound,
keeping pressure on it. Then he walked back to the bathroom, pulled a wash
cloth from the rack and escorted the still somewhat shocked Annie back to the
living room.

“Have a seat, Annie,” he said. She just stared at him. Kip
walked to the freezer and pulled some ice from inside the door; he wrapped it
in the towel and brought it back to Annie. He motioned for her to put it on the
side of her head. She took it and did so.

“It’s okay, Annie, really. Everything is fine.”

Annie sat down. “Why?” she asked.

Kip raised his eyebrows at her and shook his head.

“Why did he try to kill you?” she asked.

Kip shrugged. “Deranged fan? Maybe he was incredibly pissed
that I refused to sign his autograph twice. Who knows?”

“But, you took it so calmly,” Annie said. “Even now, you’re
taking it so calm.”

“Annie, it’s okay,” Kip said. “It’s not the first time.”

“Do you mean it’s not the first time someone has tried to kill
you?”

“Well, actually no. It’s not,” Kip said tilting his head. “Nor
is it the first time I’ve been shot.” Kip bared his chest at her showing his
bullet hole tattoos. Annie looked at them and then tilted her head, about to
scold him for making a joke out of something so serious.

“No, Annie, look closer.” Kip said. Annie did, and then it hit
her like a bullet itself. The tattoos were covering actual bullet wounds. Annie
gasped and recoiled onto the couch. Tears formed in her eyes.

“My God, Kip, what has happened to you?”

Kip shrugged. “I was shot.”

Annie just stared at him.

“Let me try to get this straight. You’re some kind of super
wealthy rock star ninja assassin? And you’ve agreed to let me write a biography
about you, but all you’re going to give me is the rock star part?

“No.”

“No, that’s not all you’re going to give me?” Annie asked.

‘No, I mean I am not a ninja assassin. If I were a ninja, there
is no way I could have gotten shot tonight, or have these scars from the past.”

“Kip, this is no time for humor!”

The hell it’s not. This
is the best time for humor
!

“Okay, Annie,” Kip said, “I made a deal with you at the bar
before this night went crazy. I’ll keep the deal. You want to whole story I’ll
give it to you. But on one condition.” Kip checked the wound for bleeding.

“And that is?”

He looked up at the ceiling and tried to figure out the best
way to explain it. “I have… hang ups, Annie. I have done and seen some truly
incredible things in my life, but some of the ones closest to home are, well,
close to home, you know. Yes, I agreed to let you write a book about me, but
even as I was agreeing, I was thinking there were things that I wasn’t going to
want included in it. I have been trying to figure out a way to tell you all of
the really great, incredible stuff I have seen and done without including the
stories that got me there. But, frankly, I can’t think of a way. So, maybe…
maybe the best way to do it is lay it all out for you, and let you help me edit
the things out that I don’t particularly want to share with the world.”

“But you said yourself, you thought it was impossible to leave
out the things that got you to where you are,” Annie said. “And Kip, we really
should get you to the hospital.” She pointed to his bloody T-shirt that he
gripped to his chest.

Kip pulled it away and looked at the gash again. “Nah. Bleeding
stopped. There’s no bullet. Tomorrow I’ll just have to get another tat.” He
smiled at her. Her jaw dropped again.

Oh damn, what a sweet
mouth! How I would love to have my lips on that. How I would love to have my
cock in that! Stop thinking about her and be serious. Stop thinking about her
and be serious.

“Actually, no. What I said was that I couldn’t think of a way,
because I wanted you to understand what you were writing. But you, as the
professional writer that you are, should have no trouble pulling it off,
right.”

Annie could not take her eyes off of him.

“So, do you agree?”

“Agree to what?” Annie asked.

“That you leave out what I don’t want in the book, even though
I agree to tell you everything.”

Annie reached out and touched one of his bullet hole tattoos.
She ran her finger over the raised skin that circled a small depression, hidden
by ink from all but only the closest observers. Then she touched another. She
started to count them.

“How can I not agree? Anyone who has four bullet wounds in his
chest…”

Soft fingers. Fight the
temptation.

“…must have a pretty incredible story to tell. I can’t refuse.
I agree,” Annie said.

“Great,” Kip said. “This makes things so much easier, don’t you
think?”

“I think I need a drink,” Annie said wiping her brow and
kicking off her shoes.

“Me too!” Kip said. “I’ll pour.” He walked over to the counter
and picked up the half empty bottle of crown that Jack had not finished off
earlier.

He poured two glasses and brought them over to Annie, setting
them down in front of her. Then he pulled the T-shirt away and poured a little
of the Crown over his wound. He winced and quickly pulled a drink from the
bottle.

“My God, Kip!” Annie said.

Kip bared clenched teeth though a tight smile. “Don’t want
infection to set in.”

 
Annie took a drink and
Kip sat down beside her.

“So, are you ready?” Kip asked.

“Well, I mean, I didn’t expect to be working tonight. I didn’t
bring my notebook.”

“Ah, I see,” Kip said. And then Annie was on him. She leaned
over on the couch and straddled his legs, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Kip held onto the bottle with one of his arms while his other one was trapped
between her and him. She closed quickly and kissed him, her mouth covering his.
Kips tongue went into her mouth and curled around hers. His hand with the
bottle was desperately trying to blindly find the coffee table to set it down.
Yes, he was rich, but if there was one rule that never got broken, it was never
deliberately drop a full, or even half full, bottle of Crown. Finally he
managed to lean forward enough to get the bottle on the edge of the table, and
then his hand was free. He slid it over her ass as she kissed him, and pulled
up her skirt. His fingers expertly slipped under her thin panties and he
gripped her ass in his palm. He pulled her closer so that her dampening pussy
was grinding on his stiffening cock.

Then he suddenly pulled away from her kiss.

“Wait, I thought you had a rule?”

“Rule?” she asked.

“About not dating rockers,” Kip said.

“Oh, I made that up cause you kept looking at my tits. And even
if I had that rule you are much more than a rocker.”

“Ah,” Kip said. “Well I am looking at your tits now.”

“No you’re not,” Annie said. Then she slipped the straps from
her shoulders and let her dress drop around her waist. Then she shimmied out of
her bra, letting her ample breasts free and fills his face. Kip admired them
for their beauty for only a moment, before he sucked one erect nipple into his
mouth.

“Uh, Kip,” Annie said from above his head.

Kip, did not, could not, answer since his mouth was full of her
supple flesh.

“Could we go to the bedroom?”

Kip pulled his mouth from her nipple. “Yes, But why not right
here?”

“Because, Kip, I know rockers, we are going to need the freedom
and space of the bed.”

Kips cock grew harder when he heard the words and he stood,
lifting Annie with him.

“You like to mix business with pleasure?”

“Stop.”

“What?” Kip asked while pressing himself against her. Her hands
slid down his back to his ass. She pulled him closer, crushing his partially
engorged cock against her pubic bone.

“Maybe I shouldn’t mix business with pleasure. This could
really affect my writing.”

“Don’t worry about that. You’re writing will be better because
of sexual tension you get out.”

“Really?” She laughed.

“Really,” he signed as his lips touched hers.

“Something In Your Mouth”
By
Nickelback

Annie stopped and started walking towards the bedroom dropping
the rest of what she was wearing. Kip picked up the bottle and took another
swig as he followed her, watching her ass swing as she walked in front of him.
He worked his belt with his sore arm and before he reached the room he let his
pants fall to the floor. His cock was straining at his boxers as he entered,
and Annie turned around and dropped to her knees at the end of the bed. She
yanked down his boxers and gripped his raging penis in her hand pulling him
closer toward her. Then she impaled her face upon his spear like cock, taking
all of it into her mouth until his balls slammed her shin. Kip put his hand on
her head and fucked her mouth with abandon as he watched. She slowly led her
hand to her pussy and began masturbating while she sucking him.

In control, unlike the
other women I’ve been with.

Kip pulled out of her mouth, leaving a stream of cum from her
lips to the tip of his dick. He reached down and pulled Annie up to a standing
position, then spun her around without protest. He pushed her from the neck
until she was bent over the bed. Annie reached back with both hands and spread
her ass wide, inviting Kip to fill her dripping fuck hole. And he did. Kip
rammed forward and separated her shiny, smooth opening with a powerful thrust,
making her gasp into the comforter. Kip fucked her hard as long as she kept her
hands on her ass keeping it spread for him. When she lost grip because it
became too slick to hold onto anymore, he flipped her over on the bed and
pushed her legs up into the air. Annie looked down at Kips full size cock as he
aimed it at her shaved opening, and she reached down and spread her lips for
him with one hand and took his throbbing shaft in her other, guiding it into
her. She rocked back into him as he fucked her, fucking him as much as he was
fucking her, filling her dripping honey hole with his meat, making her grunt
with each stab.

Kip reached up and took her bouncing tits in his hands and
squeezed them tight as he violated her, and he felt her pussy lips clench
around his cock. He knew she was about to cum. He only fucked her harder until
he felt her juices flow around his swollen balls. Then as she reached orgasm,
thrashing on the bed as Kip continued his jackhammer violation of her body.
When she started to slow and relax, he let himself feel the throbbing hum in
his cock, and he readied himself to aim his cock at her chest, to give her a
bath in his love cream. At the last moment, he pulled out of her hot, throbbing
pussy, expecting to coat her belly and tits. But Annie was also prepared, and
she quickly sat up and placed her face in the line of fire, taking the brunt of
his slick, warm cum in her open and waiting mouth. Some missed and glazed her
cheeks and chin.

Holy shit, holy shit,
she’s a keeper
! Kip thought. And even as he thought it, he could not
believe he had.

Kip had never thought of a girl as a keeper before. He made a
mental note to give this some more thought at a later time. It wasn’t just the
sex. It was everything about her.

Annie, spit her mouthful of Kip’s cum onto the floor. Then she
pulled him onto the bed to lie beside her. “How long do you need?” She asked.

Kip looked at her, not understanding the question.

“To go again, how long do you need to recover?” She repeated
herself.

“You want to go again?”

“I need to forget my problems. You have no idea how badly. One
orgasm is not going to do the job tonight.”

Kips cock grew hard again at hearing that. He grabbed her hand
and put it on his still stiffening dick.

“Oh, good. Put it in me!” Annie cried.

Kip rolled over and spread her legs wide with his hands and
slipped his stiff meat in her already drenched pussy again. He plowed into her
like that until he brought her off again. And then again. Before he finally
shot his load a second time, Annie had cum 3 more times.