Author's Note: There are some references to drug use...it is usually a typical sight on tours...so please be warned.
And lastly, I want to give a shout out to my very own Jacob Black, my honey, who is very familiar with life on the road and has helped me with this story by giving me an insight into touring and after parties! You rock love!
And now...enjoy!
The crowd roared as Bella took a final bow, then waved to them as the rest of her band left the stage. She lifted the microphone to her mouth for one last goodbye.
“Thanks so much for having me Orlando! You guys have been great! Rock hard!”
She continued to wave as she made her way to the back of the stage where the stairs were that led to the tunnels of the arena. As she descended the stairs, she handed her mic to Paul and accepted a towel from one of the wardrobe assistants. Toweling the sweat from her face and neck, she walked down the tunnel with two of her bodyguards flanking her.
As they reached an intersection, Bella heard screaming to her left. Her bodyguards drew closer to her sides and ushered her along even though she leaned back slightly and smiled at the small group of fans who had apparently gotten backstage. They were being corralled by the security detail of the arena, so Bella just waved to them and kept on walking. Soon they arrived at the door to her dressing room with no other disturbances.
“Thanks, Emmett.”
He gave her a nod without breaking the stoic look on his face, waiting until she had entered the room before closing it behind her and taking his place on one side of the door. Bella’s other main bodyguard, Sam, stood on the other side of the door wearing the same stoic look, so that both men presented an intimidating sight to anyone who passed by. No one would get into that room unless they had the proper identification with the proper clearance.
Bella sighed as she tossed the towel onto the couch before she went to sit at the vanity table. She pulled her hair back and secured it with a clip away from her face then picked up the jar of makeup removal cream. She was in the process of spreading the stuff over her face when Michael entered the room with a huge grin on his face.
“You rocked the house as usual darling!”
Bella smiled at him as she grabbed a hand towel and began rubbing off the cream and makeup. “Yeah and the entire show went off without a glitch.”
He chuckled. “That it did! Guess Paul knew what he was doing when he recommended his friend, huh?”
She shrugged. “It could also be beginner’s luck.”
Michael pulled up another chair and sat down, giving her a droll stare. “Whatever, Ms. Diva! So, do I tell Paul to hire this guy for the rest of the tour?”
Bella dropped the towel on the table and nibbled on the inside of her cheek as she thought about it. Finally, she turned her gaze to Michael.
“Let’s give him a week on the tour. See if he can handle the random things that pop up at any given time. If he survives, you can tell Paul to hire him for the rest of the tour.”
Michael sighed as he made a note on his iPad. “Fine, have it your way, but if this guy’s any good and you didn’t let Paul lock him down in time, I don’t want to hear it!”
Bella just chuckled as Michael continued to mess with his iPad.
“So, the limo is outside already. You’ll be arriving in style to the after party at Roxy.”
“Great!” Bella responded as she got to her feet and began shooing him out. “Now get out so I can shower and change for it!”
Michael tsked. “I’m gone…and sending in Alice and Jessica while you shower.”
She blew him a kiss. “You’re a doll, Mike!”
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Bella showered within minutes, having perfected the efficient use of her time ever since she had started living that lifestyle about five years or so ago. Time was a luxury these days, so she had learned to use every second wisely. Of course, having such skilled wardrobe and hair people like Alice and Jessica helped too.
Jessica had been with her since the beginning.
Bella had actually met Jessica at the hair salon in Los Angeles where she had been working at the time. The salon had been recommended by Bella’s record label since they wanted her to get ‘in style’ for her debut album. Jessica was the stylist assigned to her that day and since Bella hadn’t been in the mood to talk, she had simply listened to the chatty woman as she practically gave Bella her life story.
It was during that talk that Bella had also learned that Jessica did makeup too. So when Jessica had done a fabulous job on Bella’s hair, so much so that even the executives at her record label had commented on it, Bella had immediately gone back and asked the cheerfully spunky woman if she would be interested in becoming her permanent makeup and hair person. Jessica had jumped at the chance to be a part of something she deemed as new and exciting. Ever since then, she had become a part of Bella’s personal entourage.
Although, there had been a time when Bella was sure she was in danger of losing Jessica, not too long after Alice had joined the fray. Bella had met Alice through Michael, who had recommended her when Bella mentioned that she needed a superb wardrobe mistress. Michael had worked with Alice before and knew her to be a great fashion connoisseur. So, he’d introduced her to Bella and another relationship was born.
Of course, when Jessica had seen just how close and friendly Michael and Alice had been, she’d become jealous of how flirty the two of them were with each other. That and the fact that Alice was just as chatty and spunky as she was made Jessica see green. She had gotten into a verbal match with Alice while Bella sat between the two of them during one wardrobe fitting.
It wasn’t until Bella had broken them up and asked Jessica what her problem was, threatening her with firing her if she didn’t get her ass in line because Bella refused to let her career go to shit for a fit like Jessica was having. Jessica had finally confessed that she was jealous of Alice’s closeness with Michael, stating that she had a huge crush on the guy but he never seemed to notice her. Alice and Bella had gone speechless, staring at each other in shock.
They knew why Michael had not noticed Jessica, but apparently Jessica wasn’t as ‘in the know’ as they were. Bella had started to laugh until Alice gave her a stern look before turning to Jessica with a sympathetic one. She’d taken Jessica’s hand and did her best to gently break the news to Jessica with the least amount of pain and embarrassment.
“Jess, honey, I’m so sorry if it seemed like Mike and I have a history together, but the fact is there’s never been any romantic involvement between us. You see, Michael Newton is gay, sweetie….he has always been so.”
Jessica’s eyes had gone wide at that news. She’d turned to see that Bella had managed to stifle her laughter and looked a bit sorry for her lack of manners.
“You knew?” Jessica asked.
Bella nodded. “Afraid so, Jessica….I’ve known from the moment I met him.”
“Why didn’t I see it? It’s just not…”
“Not that obvious,” finished Alice. “Honey, Mike doesn’t flaunt it because he’s a professional, but it is there if you look close enough. I only knew because I’ve known him since we were kids.”
“And I’ve known it because Mike just came out and told me,” added Bella. “Otherwise, I think I would have been as clueless as you….I’m sorry, Jess.”
After that incident, Jessica and Alice had become literally best buds, laughing and sharing so much in common. Jessica had respected the way Alice was truthful and understanding with her. Even with their similar personalities, they had managed to make it work, becoming an efficient team for Bella’s many wardrobe demands. Now they worked in tandem with such ease and flow while their assistants did their best to keep up with the well-oiled machine they had become.
And just like any other night, Jessica had Bella’s hair perfectly coifed and her makeup lightly placed to match the black, open-backed, silver-chain dress that Alice had outfitted her in. The dress reached just above mid-thigh, leaving her long legs on display in a pair of 4-inch silver high heels that had an ankle strap complete with clear jewel drops hanging from the front. The low neckline of the dress was gathered a bit to show off just enough of her cleavage and the silver chains over the open back matched her shoes, while the bottom of the dress dipped almost low enough to uncover the curves of her ass.
Alice completed the look with a pair of jewel drop earrings and lots of silver and black bangles on her right wrist. Jessica managed to leave most of Bella’s hair down in wild waves, pinning back a few of the side strands with jeweled pins to match her shoes and to showcase the earrings in Bella’s ears.
Within thirty minutes, Bella was completely ready to attend the after party being held in her honor at one of the more trendy clubs in the city. She surveyed herself in the mirror one last time before she air-kissed Jessica and Alice, telling them she’d see them at the club later. Grabbing the tiny silver handbag that one of Alice’s assistants handed her, she walked out of her dressing room and headed down the long tunnel towards the waiting limo.
Sam walked a few paces ahead of her as he spoke into the microphone that he wore on his collar while Emmett remained at her side.
“Birdie is on the way.”
Bella knew the rest of the bodyguards waiting at the limo had received Sam’s message through the ear pieces they all wore, just like the ones Sam and Emmett were currently wearing.
“Pathway is clear,” came Jared’s voice in Sam’s earpiece, making him nod to both Bella and Emmett.
Soon the three of them reached the end of the tunnel where Sam placed a hand on the door that barely seemed to block out the loud noises coming from outside. He glanced back at Bella, giving her another nod before speaking into his mic again.
“Incoming.”
Then he opened the door as Emmett curled a hand around Bella’s upper arm to help lead her outside. As both Sam and Emmett crowded around her, Bella could see the other two of her bodyguards closing ranks around her while the arena security held the crowds back behind the barricades. Tyler closed in behind them as Jared held the door to the limo open for her. Bella quickly made her way across the small space, climbing into the back of the limo where Michael was already waiting for her.
Jared closed the door behind her as Sam got into the front seat next to the driver and Emmett got into the driver’s seat of the black non-descript Lincoln town car behind the limo. Jared got into the passenger seat next to Emmett as Tyler got into the back seat of the town car. They waited patiently for the arena security to make sure there was a clear pathway through the crowds, making it as safe as possible for both the cars and the fans.
It was about another half-hour before Bella made it into the nightclub due to the drive there and the security measures that her guards had to perform before she was allowed inside. Granted, most of it was just getting the limo close enough to the front door so that she wouldn’t be swamped by a lot of wayward fans and making sure that the VIP room was already set up for her. Other than that, there really was no danger to her well-being, but she knew Sam and Emmett took their jobs seriously.
Sam and Emmett accompanied her up to the second floor VIP room while Jared took a place at the bottom of the stairs and Tyler roamed the perimeter of the dance floor. As soon as she got comfortable on the plush lounge seat next to Michael, a waiter appeared with her favorite drink, Hypnotic. Obviously the staff had been well schooled on her personal preferences. Even the music seemed to be the kind of techno and dance beats she liked.
Bella took the drink from the waiter and sat back against the cushions. Taking a sip from her glass, she watched as the host of the party made his way towards them while Michael sipped on his Cosmopolitan. The promoter wore a blue suit that was so close to being a tacky leisure suit that Bella almost rolled her eyes. As it was, Michael choked on his drink but managed to get himself under control before the man could notice.
The man leaned over to take Bella’s hand in his and gave her a quick kiss on the back of it. He remained close enough to her so that she could hear him.
“Welcome Ms. Swan! The Roxy is honored that you accepted their invitation to enjoy a night of entertainment with them. It is their hope that you leave here in good spirits…and please, don’t hesitate to let any of the staff know what you may need to make your visit more enjoyable.”
Bella nodded. “Thanks.”
He gave her a smile that Bella knew was fake before he moved away to hobnob with the other people that had been allowed into the area. Bella recognized a few of them from previous parties and functions, but she was sure the rest of the people were there to either rub elbows with her or get her to join their bandwagons. At least they were giving her time to relax and have a couple of drinks before she had to talk to them. These parties were actually her least favorite things to do, but she knew it was the price she had to pay if she wanted to remain at the top of her game.
By the time Bella was working on her second drink, Alice and Jessica arrived with the rest of her usual entourage. Jessica took a seat next to Michael while Alice and one of Bella’s backup singers, Emily, joined Bella as she made her rounds. Soon, Bella was able to kick back and enjoy herself as she stood near the railing looking down at the sea of dancers. Alice flitted away to flirt with a local celebrity while Emily remained next to Bella, silently moving to the music’s beat.
Leah, Bella’s guitarist, came up to her other side and leaned over the railing to look down at the dancers with a bored countenance. Bella couldn’t help but laugh. She knew this wasn’t Leah’s scene, but she often suffered through it since the rest of the band did too.
“You know, you could have passed and gone to the Grind. I wouldn’t have minded.”
The Grind was a local alternative rock club which was more to Leah’s liking. Leah rolled her eyes at Bella.
“I know, but Rosalie threatened my hide and my job if I didn’t at least make an appearance here for the night.”
“Ah,” Bella replied, with a nod.
Rosalie was Bella’s agent and a certified grade A bitch. What she said went and there would be hell to pay if you crossed her. Not even the tough as nails, Leah, liked to deal with Rosalie’s wrath. In fact, the only one who seemed to be able to keep the temperamental hellcat leashed was Michael Newton. That always boded well for Bella since Michael was always at her side when she had to meet with Rosalie.
Bella sighed as she looked over her shoulder at the rest of the people in the room. Jessica and Michael were still sitting together, flirting harmlessly with each other. Alice was almost hanging all over the local celebrity she’d met while Jasper, Bella’s piano player, sat brooding close by. Eric, the other backup singer, sat in another section watching Collin, the bass player, taking a hit from the small square mirror on the table in front of him while Brady, the drummer, patiently waited his turn.
Turning back to Leah, she arched an eyebrow. “Tell you what, come dance with Emily and me for two songs. That should be more than enough time for you to hang here to satisfy Rosalie if word gets back to her.”
Leah downed the rest of her drink before placing it on a passing waitress’ tray. “Deal.”
Bella reached out and took Emily’s hand before indicating to Leah to take the lead. As Leah headed down the stairs, she reached back to take Bella’s free hand, forming a chain to the dance floor. Leah found them a place to dance, laughing as Bella pushed Emily between them and said, “You get to be the meat this time.”
Emily rolled her eyes, but wore a grin as she replied, “Someone’s tired of being in the middle.”
“Ha ha,” replied Bella, as Emily winked at her.
“That’s all right chica, I don’t mind. You can fend off all the groping hands while I watch Sam look sexy and intimidating up there.”
Bella glanced over her shoulder to see Sam standing at the railing in his usual alert stance with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. She knew without having to look that Emmett had taken Jared’s place at the bottom of the stairs while both Jared and Tyler roamed somewhere within the dance crowd. No matter what though, Sam would be the one who took the highest ground, keeping Bella permanently in his sights while the others constantly rotated positions. Mostly it was because Sam was the head bodyguard, but it was also because he was the best marksman if push ever came to shove.
Of course, only Bella and a select few knew where Sam kept his gun hidden. Not even Emily knew about it and she was the woman currently trying to get into Sam’s bed. Too bad Sam seemed to be too serious about his job to notice Emily’s sometimes blatant advances.
With a knowing grin towards Emily, Bella moved closer to her and began to dance to the music. Behind Emily, Leah was already moving to the beat, clearly more than capable despite the groove not being to her taste. Leah was definitely a reluctant chameleon. She was capable of dancing to almost any kind of music despite the fact that she claimed to despise everything except alternative.
Together, the three of them formed the perfect sandwich, moving sultrily to the groove for the next two songs until Bella air-kissed Leah and told her to go have fun, but also to be careful because she wanted to see her guitarist at West Palm Beach the following evening. Leah nodded, waving to Emily before disappearing into the crowd. Bella and Emily danced one more song together before returning upstairs arm in arm.
As they cleared the top step, Bella glanced at Sam who had moved away from the railing. He walked past them to take his position by the stairs again, but not before giving first her then Emily a subtle nod. Bella glanced over her shoulder at him before leaning into Emily and whispering.
“He sooooo wants you!”
Emily chuckled as she too looked over her shoulder. “I don’t know chica, but the moment I do, you can bet he’ll be in my bed!”
Bella laughed at that. Emily wasn’t exactly shy, but she was nowhere near as assertive as Bella and Leah were.
Before she was able to reply to Emily, the promoter came up to Bella, telling her there were some people she needed to meet. Emily excused herself while Bella followed the simpering man around the room. It was quite a while before Bella was finally able to catch another break, accepting yet another Hypnotic from the waiter and joining Emily and Alice at the railing.
Alice looked rather flushed while Emily wore a knowing smile. Bella looked them both over before tsking at Alice.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d swear Emily did something to you…and you liked it!”
Emily burst out laughing as Alice rolled her eyes.
“Oh please! No offense, Emily…”
“None taken,” she croaked.
“But if you must know, I’ve got a date later tonight…or rather, this morning.”
Bella arched an eyebrow. “With that local celebrity?”
Alice scrunched her features. “Ew! No way!”
“Oookay, then who?”
“I’d rather not say.”
Bella was just about to drag it out of her when Emily leaned into them. “Ooooh, check out blackie at the bar! Bella, I know you’d like a bite of that ass!”
Bella’s head whipped around to Emily and followed her line of sight. It only took seconds for her eyes to land on a guy who was leaning slightly against the bar, clearly waiting for his drink. He wore a tight black tee shirt that showed off his broad, muscular shoulders and black jeans that hugged lean hips and a butt so prime it should have been stamped grade A!
She couldn’t help but bite her bottom lip in response. Oh yeah, Emily really knew what she liked.
Bella watched as he received his beer, paid the bartender, then turned to walk away. She took a swift intake of breath as she got the full frontal view of him. If she thought his back was something to chew on, his front left her drooling.
That shirt almost left nothing to the imagination as it hugged a torso so well-built that her fingers itched to find out if it was as hard and sculpted as it appeared to be. Once again she could see the broad shoulders above the sculpted chest and a narrow waist below it. He had well-toned biceps with a hint of veins, indicating that he worked out. But it was the way he wore those jeans, low on his hips, that told her there had to be quite the prize waiting for someone like her to discover.
This time, she licked her lips as if she could almost taste him.
Michael came up to her, stepping between her and Emily and said something about Paul being there and wanting her to meet someone. She waved Michael away like an irritating fly and moved to the stairs, keeping her eyes on the prize. As she made it down the stairs and walked towards him, she was glad that he hadn’t moved much. He simply stood there drinking his beer and watching the people on the dance floor.
His eyes met hers as soon as she stood in front of him and Bella was pleased to notice his suddenly dilated pupils and flexing nostrils. He was clearly taken by her and she couldn’t help but notice just how handsome he was close up. She gave him a sultry smile as she leaned in to speak into his ear.
“Come dance with me.”
He didn’t protest as she took his hand and began to lead him to the dance floor, but he stopped her long enough to set his beer bottle on a nearby table so he could have his hands free. Bella wasted no time finding a spot before moving close to him and settling her hands on his chest. He grinned down at her as he placed his hands on her hips and pulled her even closer to his body. As they moved to the music, she allowed her hands to roam over his chest and shoulders, grateful that he allowed her to do so.
Even through that shirt, she could feel the hardness of his body and reveled in the feel of his muscles bunching beneath her palms. For his part, he moved his hands over her hips, ribs and bare back in such a way as to feel as if he was caressing her. That alone was enough to turn her on, but it was the feel of his hips against hers that really did it for her.
He swiveled and gyrated his hips against hers so seductively that her thong was instantly moist and she knew she was taking him to her hotel room to have one of her best nights ever, if that was any indication. She danced her way around him, never taking her hands from his body, stopping only to press her breasts against the hard planes of his back as her hands slid over his ribs and up to his chest. She nearly moaned out loud at the way his pectoral muscles flexed beneath her touch, making her want to just throw him down right there on the dance floor so she could have her way with him.
Instead, she continued until she was in front of him again, only with her back to him. She smiled as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to his chest until there was barely enough room for even the air to flow between their bodies. He leaned over her as she leaned back and she knew he was being given the perfect view of her cleavage. His sudden ragged breath against the skin of her neck and shoulder, as well as the evidence of his arousal against her buttocks was even further proof that he was enjoying it.
She slid a hand up around the nape of his neck, tilting her head further back to look into his darkened gaze. “Let’s get out of here,” she said, in a seductive voice.
He smiled at her even though he looked a bit confused. Still, he replied, “Sure, sure.”
She ignored his confusion as she grabbed his hand and led him to the entrance where Tyler was already waiting for them. She slowed her pace to a leisurely walk, allowing Emmett and Jared to catch up with them and turned her attention back to the walking sex-on-two-legs behind her. She gave him another sultry smile as she leaned into his side and ran one hand over his chest.
He slid an arm around her waist, curling his fingers into the soft fabric of her dress, making her smile. Oh yeah, he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
Tyler opened the door as they approached, with Emmett and Jared crowding them. Bella and her man quickly followed Tyler outside to the waiting limo where Bella got inside as soon as Tyler held the door open for her. She tugged on her man’s hand, pulling him inside before Tyler shut the door behind him. As the guards waited for Sam to join them, then for Emmett to get into the Lincoln, Bella hit the switch to lift the divider so she could have some privacy.
She turned to face him, looking at his masculine profile until he turned to lock gazes with her. Lifting her hand, she trailed her fingers along his chiseled jaw, from his ear to his chin, before running her thumb over the fullness of his lower lip.
She smiled.
He arched an eyebrow. “What?” came his husky voice.
Her smile widened. “You’re sort of beautiful.”
He gave her an answering smile that told her he didn’t know whether to be amused or flattered. Again she ignored that look as she continued to drink in his full lips, his dark brown eyes and the strong lines of his face. Trailing her hand to the back of his neck, she tugged him down so she could kiss him.
He responded immediately. His warm lips parted as his tongue darted out to make a moist sweep of her lower lip before sliding between her parted ones. As his tongue danced with hers, feeding on the intoxicating taste of her, his hands slid over her stomach and waist. Bella leaned into him, using her hands on his shoulders to help lift herself up until she was straddling his waist.
His hands moved down to her hips then around to her ass, bringing her even closer to his body. As he continued with his drugging kisses, she began to rock against him. His hands caressed their way to her thighs, then back up so that they took the edge of her dress with them. As he gripped her ass in his hands again, Bella rubbed her thong covered mound over the steel hardness that was barely concealed by his rough jeans.
Her lips left his reluctantly, needing to take in great gulps of air, but he simply lowered his mouth to her neck, sweeping his tongue over her heated skin in long licks. She moaned at the feel of his silky tongue, bucking even more against his straining erection. Then his mouth moved down to suck the skin over her collarbone as one of his hands moved between her legs.
She bit her bottom lip and locked gazes with him, daring him to touch her at her most intimate place. His eyes darkened even more, if possible, and then she felt his fingers dip beneath her wet thong to brush over her mound. Her breath caught as she felt him begin to stroke her bundle of nerves and she couldn’t help but widen her legs and quicken her motions until she was pressing hard against his fingers.
She threw her head back and moaned, long and low, as he continued to pleasure her with his hand. When he leaned forward to take a cloth covered breast into his hot mouth, the sucking pull on her hardened bud coupled with the rhythm of their bodies in the moving car, was nearly enough to send her tumbling over the edge. However, it wasn’t until he plunged a finger inside of her, adding to her already heightened fervor, that she finally experienced a burst of ecstasy unlike any she’d ever had before.
As her walls continued to convulse around his fingers, he leisurely stroked her insides and continued to tease her nipples with his tongue and teeth, obviously drawing out her release. It was a few moments before she realized the limo had stopped moving which made her look down at him, feeling a bit disoriented. She growled at the smug look on his face as she crawled off of him and righted her clothes so she would look presentable until they reached her hotel room.
At that point, she’d rip his clothes off of him so she could have her way with him until neither of them could see straight. At least that’s what she hoped she could do. He’d better live up to his already promising performance.
She reached for the door, opening it until Tyler pulled it completely open for them. She watched as he slid out first, presenting her with another great view of his ass. She bit her tongue as he held out a hand to her, helping her out of the limo. She curled her arm in his as they walked together to the waiting elevator that Jared held open for them. They stepped inside with Jared, Tyler and Sam following since Emmett was probably parking the Lincoln somewhere in the underground garage.
She ignored the presence of her guards, pressing her body as close to his as she possibly could without dry humping him. There was just something incredibly sexy about his quiet confidence that made her want to gobble him up. She let a finger trace the visible vein in his arm as he surreptitiously glanced from one guard to the next.
Luckily for them both, the elevator quickly reached her floor, the soft ding being the only thing to precede the opening of the doors. Bella wasted no time tugging him by the arm out into the hallway and down towards her door. She was getting more impatient by the second since that little appetizer in the limo had only whetted her appetite for more. She could only hope that this time she wouldn’t be disappointed.
Sam’s longer strides had him at her door where he used his key card to have it open by the time she reached it with her man in tow. She breezed by her guards, pulling the handsome stranger inside before slamming the door shut and pushing him against it. Her hungry mouth crashed against his, mimicking what she wanted him to do to her soon. Just as his arms moved to wrap around her body, she slipped out of his grasp and began walking backwards, a teasing smile on her lips.
He followed her until they were standing in the bedroom, next to the bed where she proceeded to remove every article of his clothing. He watched as her eyes grew heavy and she licked her lips with each piece of his russet-toned skin that she revealed. Her hungry gaze drank in the sight of his firm, sleek body with the flat abs complete with an 8-pack, and the long legs with the powerful thighs. The part that made her mouth water however, was the blatant, thick and bulging maleness that stood at attention between them.
She smiled up at him as she stepped back and unclipped the part of her dress that allowed her to let it fall to the ground, discarded. She hooked her thumbs beneath the strings of her thong and slid it down her hips and legs until she was able to let it fall on its own. Stepping forward, she pressed her hands against the smooth expanse of his hard chest and pushed him until he landed on his back on the bed.
He grinned up at her as she removed her heels before climbing up his body to straddle his thighs. Taking his length in her hands, she began to stroke him in slow, fluid movements until his eyelids went to half-mast and his breathing became unsteady. Then she shifted her body slightly forward until she could rub his steel rod against her slick folds as she picked up the pace.
His hands curled around her thighs, fingers gripping her skin all the while she teased them both mercilessly. They were both taking heaving breaths by the time she lifted herself to her knees and sank down on him, burying him inside of her to the hilt. She growled in satisfaction as his hands moved to her waist, to help her ride him.
“Oh fuck!” she exclaimed, as she felt the way his thick girth stretched her walls in such pleasurable pain that she almost came on the spot.
Instead, she began to frantically rock against him as her toes began to curl behind her. She dug her nails into his sweaty chest, trying to find some sort of purchase to help her movements. Then he suddenly lifted his hips, thrusting up into her, so deep she swore he was bruising her insides. It was never a bad pain that she experienced. It was the kind that made her even wetter than before until she was literally gliding over his swollen member.
She looked down at him to see that his jaw was clenched, telling her that he was close to his end. Grunting, she tried swirling her hips, hoping that would put her over the top. However, it wasn’t until he released one of her hips and moved his hand between her legs that she knew she was near hers. His fingers began to stroke her nub in small, quick circles, making her grab his forearms as she arched her back while her hips bucked in wild response.
Two more thrusts of his hips up into her and she was screaming with abandon as she rode the tidal wave of ecstasy that his body had pushed her into. Even as her body continued to buck over his, he gripped her hips and slammed his shaft deep inside of her until he bathed her walls with his explosive culmination that only triggered another powerful release within her already battered body. She continued to gasp and tremble as she finally laid her weakened body over his sweat-slicked one.
With her hot cheek pressed against his chest, she couldn’t help the shit-eating smile of satisfaction that stole over her features in response to what had just happened. She could hear the thundering of his heartbeat over the deep gulps of air he was taking into his lungs as they allowed their bodies to cool down. Closing her eyes, she silently told herself she’d give him a few moments to collect himself, then it was off to round two.
She figured since she only had that sexually virile man-imal in her bed for one night, she was going to take full advantage of him and squeeze every drop of satisfaction she could out of him before she released him back into the wild.
Oh yeah, it was going to be one very satisfying night.
Bella's shoes (her jewelry is the same color as shoes and jewels on the shoes)...
Back of Bella's dress except chains should be silver as well as the bangles on wrist...
Front of Bella's dress...
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