Wicked Beat
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“Oh God, Eric. Hurry. Hurry. I want your cum on me now.” She shifted forward a couple inches and rubbed her clit over the head of his cock. “I want to watch it come out.”
Eric cried out as the pulsations of pleasure gripped the base of his cock. Spurt after spurt of cum erupted from his body. They watched it bathe her clit. Both held their breath. Both shuddered with excitement.
“Oh God, Eric, that is so hot. Lick it now. Please.”
Eric really just wanted to collapse on the bed and catch his breath, but he couldn’t let her down. He wanted to give her what excited her. What she wanted. Needed. Even if that meant he had to lap up his own cum. He dropped to his knees on the floor and tentatively protruded his tongue, trying to get over his uneasiness. His first taste was not pleasant, not sweet like her fluids, but her excited crooning got him over his hesitation quickly. He licked her clean, swallowing their mingled fluids, and continued to lick her until her thighs clamped over his ears, and she came against his face with a startled cry. He blew cool breaths over her hot pu**y until she eventually released him. She fell back on the bed, her body quaking sporadically.
Eric staggered to his feet. He stood at the foot of the bed gazing at her. Her beauty stole all coherent thought and made his c**k stir with renewed excitement. Eric might not last for hours, but he had no problem getting it up a dozen times in a row. Not that it mattered. Now that Rebekah was satisfied, it was time to return to his bunk and try to get some sleep.
“Good night,” Eric said.
She rolled onto her side and curled into fetal position, looking all vulnerable and irresistible. “Good night,” she whispered.
He hesitated, his heart thudding. He didn’t really want to leave. “Can I stay?”
She glanced at him and nodded. “If you want to.”
“I do.”
He switched off the light and stumbled around in the dark until he found the bed. He climbed between the covers. He heard her move a moment later. She joined him between the sheets, but he forced himself not to reach for her. He knew he’d just get excited again, and then he’d end up trying to f**k her, and ultimately disappoint her with his lack of control.
Rebekah’s warmth moved closer. His heart thudded faster. Her cool hand touched his belly, and he was instantly hard again. Damn. She was going to think he was some horny loser who only wanted one thing. And maybe he was.
“I’m sorry I made you do that,” she whispered.
“What?”
“Lick your cum off me.”
Eric chuckled. “You didn’t make me. If I didn’t want to, I would have refused.”
“I’m glad you didn’t refuse. I’ve fantasized about it for years. It was really hot.” She moved closer. “You. You’re really hot.”
“You have no idea.” Another inch, and she’d discover he was already turned on again. He rolled on to his belly and squashed the evidence into the mattress. Her hand slid across his lower back and he tensed. She cuddled up against his arm, her bare breast pressing into his flesh.
Why had Trey left him alone with her? He couldn’t possibly be expected to keep his hands to himself under these conditions. She was naked. And he was still horny. He was always horny. Why was he so f**king horny all the time? Rebekah snuggled closer, pressing her cheek to his shoulder. Ah God, he was so hard again. He wanted to f**k every inch of her. So not romantic. Not what she deserved.
“I should go,” he murmured.
“Is Trey coming back?” she asked quietly.
Eric’s heart gave an unpleasant lurch. “I don’t think so.”
“I guess he changed his mind.”
“I can go get him if you want him.”
“He’s not interested.”
“Sure he is. He just stepped aside because he knows…” I want you. Eric bit his lip to stop himself from revealing too much.
“Knows what?”
“Nothing.”
Her hand slid lower on his back. He sucked a breath through his teeth. He was so going to lose control in like five seconds.
“Tell me.” Her hand slid lower over his ass. “Eric?”
He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her beneath him. His c**k brushed the inside of her thigh, and he shuddered. “He knows how much I want you.”
“You do?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone more.” Not even when Brian’s wife, Myrna, had toured with the band and he’d walked around with perpetual blue balls for months.
Rebekah’s mouth found his in the darkness. She kissed him as if he needed to be taught a lesson. He couldn’t get enough of her.
“I can’t tell you how much I need to hear that,” she whispered.
“Then I’ll tell you a million times.”
“But I can’t have sex with you.”
“Oh.” He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised that she didn’t return his attraction.
“I want to do other things with you though.”
“Other things?”
“I really like it when you watch me.”
“You do?”
“I do.”
His heart thudded with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. “Can I watch you again, right now?”
“If you promise you’ll be okay with no sex.”
He didn’t have a problem with that, but he wondered why she was reluctant. “Why don’t you want to have sex? Are you a virgin or something?” He covered his mouth with one hand. Why did things fly out of his mouth like that?
“Something.”
“What kind of something?”
“I don’t want to say.”
“You can tell me.”
Her body was all stiff beneath him now. She sighed in exasperation. “I’m totally out of the mood now.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll be quiet.”
She chuckled. “Too late for that.”
“I should leave, I suppose.”
“Or you can get me excited again.”
“I’m not sure I’m the right man for the job.”
“What do you mean?” Her fingers brushed his hair in the darkness, and he shuddered.
“I’m not good at it. Not like the other guys. I get too excited too easily.”
“I like that about you.”
“You do? I always come way too fast.”
“Lots of guys do.”
Maybe, but none of the guys in Sinners did. They were all f**king studs, and Eric felt like more of a dud. He remembered how happy he’d been when Jace had joined the band. Vertically challenged guys were supposed to be lacking in the package department. When Eric had seen the size of Jace’s massive c**k for the first time, he had contemplated suicide.
Eric cried out as the pulsations of pleasure gripped the base of his cock. Spurt after spurt of cum erupted from his body. They watched it bathe her clit. Both held their breath. Both shuddered with excitement.
“Oh God, Eric, that is so hot. Lick it now. Please.”
Eric really just wanted to collapse on the bed and catch his breath, but he couldn’t let her down. He wanted to give her what excited her. What she wanted. Needed. Even if that meant he had to lap up his own cum. He dropped to his knees on the floor and tentatively protruded his tongue, trying to get over his uneasiness. His first taste was not pleasant, not sweet like her fluids, but her excited crooning got him over his hesitation quickly. He licked her clean, swallowing their mingled fluids, and continued to lick her until her thighs clamped over his ears, and she came against his face with a startled cry. He blew cool breaths over her hot pu**y until she eventually released him. She fell back on the bed, her body quaking sporadically.
Eric staggered to his feet. He stood at the foot of the bed gazing at her. Her beauty stole all coherent thought and made his c**k stir with renewed excitement. Eric might not last for hours, but he had no problem getting it up a dozen times in a row. Not that it mattered. Now that Rebekah was satisfied, it was time to return to his bunk and try to get some sleep.
“Good night,” Eric said.
She rolled onto her side and curled into fetal position, looking all vulnerable and irresistible. “Good night,” she whispered.
He hesitated, his heart thudding. He didn’t really want to leave. “Can I stay?”
She glanced at him and nodded. “If you want to.”
“I do.”
He switched off the light and stumbled around in the dark until he found the bed. He climbed between the covers. He heard her move a moment later. She joined him between the sheets, but he forced himself not to reach for her. He knew he’d just get excited again, and then he’d end up trying to f**k her, and ultimately disappoint her with his lack of control.
Rebekah’s warmth moved closer. His heart thudded faster. Her cool hand touched his belly, and he was instantly hard again. Damn. She was going to think he was some horny loser who only wanted one thing. And maybe he was.
“I’m sorry I made you do that,” she whispered.
“What?”
“Lick your cum off me.”
Eric chuckled. “You didn’t make me. If I didn’t want to, I would have refused.”
“I’m glad you didn’t refuse. I’ve fantasized about it for years. It was really hot.” She moved closer. “You. You’re really hot.”
“You have no idea.” Another inch, and she’d discover he was already turned on again. He rolled on to his belly and squashed the evidence into the mattress. Her hand slid across his lower back and he tensed. She cuddled up against his arm, her bare breast pressing into his flesh.
Why had Trey left him alone with her? He couldn’t possibly be expected to keep his hands to himself under these conditions. She was naked. And he was still horny. He was always horny. Why was he so f**king horny all the time? Rebekah snuggled closer, pressing her cheek to his shoulder. Ah God, he was so hard again. He wanted to f**k every inch of her. So not romantic. Not what she deserved.
“I should go,” he murmured.
“Is Trey coming back?” she asked quietly.
Eric’s heart gave an unpleasant lurch. “I don’t think so.”
“I guess he changed his mind.”
“I can go get him if you want him.”
“He’s not interested.”
“Sure he is. He just stepped aside because he knows…” I want you. Eric bit his lip to stop himself from revealing too much.
“Knows what?”
“Nothing.”
Her hand slid lower on his back. He sucked a breath through his teeth. He was so going to lose control in like five seconds.
“Tell me.” Her hand slid lower over his ass. “Eric?”
He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her beneath him. His c**k brushed the inside of her thigh, and he shuddered. “He knows how much I want you.”
“You do?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone more.” Not even when Brian’s wife, Myrna, had toured with the band and he’d walked around with perpetual blue balls for months.
Rebekah’s mouth found his in the darkness. She kissed him as if he needed to be taught a lesson. He couldn’t get enough of her.
“I can’t tell you how much I need to hear that,” she whispered.
“Then I’ll tell you a million times.”
“But I can’t have sex with you.”
“Oh.” He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised that she didn’t return his attraction.
“I want to do other things with you though.”
“Other things?”
“I really like it when you watch me.”
“You do?”
“I do.”
His heart thudded with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. “Can I watch you again, right now?”
“If you promise you’ll be okay with no sex.”
He didn’t have a problem with that, but he wondered why she was reluctant. “Why don’t you want to have sex? Are you a virgin or something?” He covered his mouth with one hand. Why did things fly out of his mouth like that?
“Something.”
“What kind of something?”
“I don’t want to say.”
“You can tell me.”
Her body was all stiff beneath him now. She sighed in exasperation. “I’m totally out of the mood now.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll be quiet.”
She chuckled. “Too late for that.”
“I should leave, I suppose.”
“Or you can get me excited again.”
“I’m not sure I’m the right man for the job.”
“What do you mean?” Her fingers brushed his hair in the darkness, and he shuddered.
“I’m not good at it. Not like the other guys. I get too excited too easily.”
“I like that about you.”
“You do? I always come way too fast.”
“Lots of guys do.”
Maybe, but none of the guys in Sinners did. They were all f**king studs, and Eric felt like more of a dud. He remembered how happy he’d been when Jace had joined the band. Vertically challenged guys were supposed to be lacking in the package department. When Eric had seen the size of Jace’s massive c**k for the first time, he had contemplated suicide.
