Fans. Sex. Rock & Roll.
The only three things a rocker needs, or so they say.
Seeing Jackson "Jacks" Lorde again, leader singer and guitarist for the band Savage Light, brought back the raw feelings that Tanner Mason had for him. But success can change a person, and can transform someone overnight. Now Jacks is wanted by women all over the world, is wealthy, and has chemical temptation thrown at him daily.
Jackson has spent the last five years immersed in his passion for music. Now his band is one of the biggest names in the music industry. But then he sees Tanner again after five years—the one person that still consumes him even after all this time.
Being in love with a rocker has its own obstacles. Can they stay together when everything that comes with fame and the limelight are thrown their way?
Be Warned: spanking, anal play
He had his hands on her breasts, clenching and unclenching the mounds through the material of her bra, and in the next instant he had that article of clothing pulled from her body. She felt the tug of the elastic and underwire on her flesh as he ripped it from her, and heard the sound of fabric rending. Her jeans and panties were next to go, as was his underwear, and then they were pressed together naked, his cock hard on her belly, and the tip slickened with his pre-cum. His hands on her breast were almost painful as he squeezed and released her flesh, and then he slid those hands down her sides, moved one of them to cup her ass, and had the other one right over her pussy. A gasp left her when he speared his fingers through her soaked folds, and the gruff sound he made had her heart beating faster.
“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, Tanner.” He murmured against her throat as he continued to move his fingers up and down. She didn’t know if he was aware of the low grunts he was making, or the fact he was pushing his dick into her stomach, back and forth, harder with every passing second. But she wasn’t going to stop him, because feeling Jacks like this again had all sanity and common sense leaving her. He teased her for several more seconds, rubbing her clit every time he stroked his fingers up her cleft, teasing her hole on every down stroke, and leaving her so thoroughly on edge that she was ready to beg him to fuck her. He removed his hand, brought it up to his mouth, and spread her wetness that was clearly visible on the digits across his mouth. He spread them along the top, and then bottom lip, and before Tanner could say anything, or even make a sound of deep rooted need, Jacks was kissing her. He made her taste herself on him, almost demanding she surrender as he gripped her hair behind her head and tugged at the strands. He hadn’t been like this all those years ago, or maybe he had and the alcohol had numbed what was right in front of her? Either way, she stroked his tongue with hers, moaned at the musky flavor of her wetness on his lips, and of the spicy taste that had always been a part of Jacks.
He broke the kiss and started moving his mouth and tongue down her neck, along her collarbone, and stopped when he was right above her breast. The small, hard, and hot pants of his breath bathed her flesh, caused her nipples to harden even further, and had her clenching her thighs together almost painfully.
“You’re making this worse.” She hadn’t meant to say anything out loud, but as soon as the words left her Jacks stopped and pulled back enough that he could see her.
“You want me to stop?”
Tanner licked her lips and shook her head. “No, but I’m dying here.”
He groaned deeply, but didn’t fuck her like she had hoped. Instead he latched his mouth onto her breasts, and sucked her nipple until her clit pulsed and more wetness spilled from her. Over and over he tormented her until the pain and pleasure morphed into one and she wasn’t just thinking of begging him, she actually was.
“Please, Jackson, God, please be with me already.”
And with one last drag across the stiff peak Jacks stepped away only long enough to grab a condom from his wallet tucked in the back pocket of his jeans on the floor, and slide it on. He was pressed fully against her once more, gripped the cheeks of her ass, and lifted her with a strength that made her feel petite and small instead of plus sized.
Mouth parting on its own when she felt his length slip through her slit, Tanner wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her breasts against the hardness of his chest, and was now the one kissing him brutally. It was like a floodgate was opened and all of her passion, desire, and need for Jacks came bursting through. Never breaking the kiss, Jacks grabbed his cock, placed the tip at her entrance, and with her back still to the wall pressed his erection all the way inside of her in one fluid move. Tanner had to stop the kiss and gasp at the feel of being stretched so fully by him. Big, long, and thick were all perfect words to describe Jacks, and when he started thrusting in powerful strokes, Tanner knew she would come within minutes.
“Christ, Tanner.” Jacks panted against the side of her neck and never stopped pumping in and out of her. “Yeah. That’s it.” He grunted and groaned against her. Their flesh was already becoming slick with their combined perspiration, and she held onto his shoulders tighter as he became frantic in his motions. “You feel so fucking good.” He scraped his teeth along her neck, and a shiver worked its way through her whole body before taking root in her clit. Every time he thrust into her the base of his erection rubbed the hard bundle of nerves and had her silently crying out. “So good, baby. You’re so fucking tight and hot, and so damn wet for me.” He took control of her mouth with his once more, but this time it was a sloppy, heated, and almost angry kiss.