“That was beautiful,” Becca gushed, once I had bowed to the roaring audience and gone off stage.
She took me in an attack hug.
“Thank you.”
“You’re wet,” she said, releasing me.
“So are you.”
I winked, to let her know I wasn’t just talking about sweat, and she blushed, to let me know she knew what I’d meant.
Chapter Eleven – Theo
Stephanie threw us both towels before ushering Loki’s Laugh out for their big opening. They were the draw that most people were there to see, but no one could say I hadn’t warmed up the crowd.
I tried to avert my eyes as Becca dried off. The towels probably weren’t needed. The weather was so hot, we’d probably air dry in a few minutes.
Considering that she’d been wearing a white t-shirt, I could understand Becca’s urgency. Her black bra was already quite visible through the damp material.
“You are so fucking hot,” I told her, wanting to pick her up and take her right then and there.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah,” I told her. “Show me more.”
My voice was deep and growly.
I was overtaken with desire to claim her as my own.
She straightened up, giving me a clearer view— one that got even better when, after checking to make sure everyone was gone, she lifted her shirt to reveal luscious breasts with nipples that were so perky and erect for me.
“There we go. They look great.”
“I can certainly tell that you think so.”
I looked where she was staring, my cock making quite an impression in my pants. I didn’t even have time to make a comeback retort because all other thoughts were driven from my mind when she winked at me.
She leaned into me, and I bent down to kiss her while the fireworks were going off in the sky, as if they’d been put there just for us.
“You really do like what you see,” she said.
“Fuck yeah. I love it.”
Picking Becca up, I carried her back to the tour bus.
“I can’t believe this is really happening,” she said under her breath.
“What’s that?” I asked her, but she just shook her head without saying anything more.
That was fine with me because I was beyond listening to the words coming out of her mouth, anyway—I just wanted to feel her body against mine. I loved the feeling of her being in my arms.
The door came open with a click, no one thinking to lock it when we left. The parking area for the bands was pretty private though, and you had to go through the backstage area to get there.
So, it wasn’t like any old rando could make it through. You had to be either on crew or a performer like me.
Becca started to wriggle out of her jeans as soon as she was on the bed. I assisted in this endeavor, removing her shoes and then her socks. Her jeans slid off easily after that, followed in short order by her matching black panties.
“Wow,” I said, looking at her naked body. “You are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.”
It wasn’t something I said to everyone. I fucking meant it. I was already wishing I didn’t have to go back home, that I could stay here in America and see Becca’s naked body whenever I wanted.
She was fucking perfect. Her delicate pink pussy was glistening with its wetness for me in the artificial light. She was clearly ready for everything I was going to do her. At least there was no question as to whether she was into it.
Wetting two fingers, I caressed her tender little pussy, savoring each gasp and moan as she began to move with me.
Just as I slipped the first finger inside her, Becca struggled out of the still damp t-shirt, her bra coming off next. My eyes were bulging out of my head as much as my package was bulging against my pants, with hardness and desire for her as she lay back down, completely naked before me.
“Mmm,” she said, as I started rubbing her clit.
“Does this feel good?” I asked her.
“Yes,” she said. “More than I ever thought it could. I have a confession to make. I’m a virgin. I’ve actually not ever even thought I was able to orgasm with a man.”
“Well, I’m about to show you how wrong you were,” I told her, my cock getting harder and rising even more for this challenge.
I hadn’t thought it possible to be any more turned on, but now that I knew she was a virgin, I found out I had been wrong.
My fingers rubbed and pinched her hard little clit until her pussy was quivering and she was moaning my name over and over.
Now that I was bringing Becca to the height of orgasm, I couldn’t resist her sweet excitement, getting down on my knees to worship her with my tongue. I licked her folds and sucked on her hard little clit while fingering her wet, tight little pussy hole.