The Rocker Who Loves Me (The Rocker 4)

I was clumsy, my teeth nipping him from time to time as I took him deep into my mouth. I thought I was hurting him, but he only groaned and begged me not to stop. “Best I’ve ever had!” he ground out. “Love your little mouth!”

I could feel him growing bigger with each passing minute. But I wanted him to come with me, like the last time we had been together.

“Harper!” he cried when I stopped and straddled his waist.

“Tell me you’re clean,” I commanded. It was the only thing stopping me from taking what I wanted right that instant. I had to make sure he wasn’t going to give me something from his years of hard-core sex with random girls.

“Yes. Em makes us all get tested every three months. I just had a complete physical two months ago.” His hands gripped my waist, holding on tight. “There hasn’t been anyone since I’ve met you, baby.”

“Good.” I covered his hands, squeezing his fingers as I told him what I wanted. “I want you inside of me, Shane. I want you to take what I will only be able to give to one man.”

“Oh, Gods!” He closed his eyes for a moment, his hands tightening on my hips. “I want that so bad. But I don’t have anything…”

I covered his lips with my fingers, stopping his flow of words. “You don’t need it. I’ve been on the pill since I was fourteen.” Painful, irregular periods had forced me to start birth-control to help with the problem.

“Are you trying to kill me, beautiful?” He flipped me so fast that I squealed. Chuckling, he kissed my lips quick and hard. “I’ve never been with a girl without a condom. Never. So this will be a first for me too.”

I thought that he would take me then and there, especially when he had been so close just a few moments ago. Instead, he kissed me. His hands cupped both of my breasts as his tongue tangled with mine. I loved kissing Shane and the way he could make that one simple, intimate act seem so soul consuming.

His cock was lying heavily on my stomach, hot and damp from his own liquid desire as it wept for me. I skimmed my fingertips over the thick head, delighting in his shivers.

He broke away from the kiss long enough to say, “Easy, baby. I’m holding on by a thread here. Too much of your soft hands and I won’t be any good to you for a good twenty minutes.”

Not wanting any length of a delay to stop him from becoming a part of me, I dropped my hands down on either side of me and gripped the sheets to keep from touching him again. Shane grinned and returned to kissing me. His hands stroked up and down my sides, traveling farther and farther with each downward stroke.

When his thumbs reached my pelvic bone, he kept going. Down, down, down until his index finger spread my lips. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from crying out, remembering that I had roommates that would be sure to critique our love session come morning. His thumb was doing things that were driving me to the edge of madness, and I swallowed my screams with difficulty.

“I don’t want to hurt you, beautiful,” he breathed against my ear. “I need you to come for me, baby. Need your pretty pussy drenched with your sweet liquid heat so I’ll fit just right inside you.”

I thought that I hated dirty talk. It had always embarrassed me in the past when my friends would start talking like that, but Shane’s dirty mouth only added fuel to the flames licking deep inside of me. Licking my lips, I arched against his talented fingers, rocking my hips in time to his thrusting hand.

His lips left mine, nearly swallowing my breast as he sucked my nipple into his hot mouth. I could feel myself getting closer, closer, so much closer! His thumb pressed down and moved in tight little circles, making me wetter.

My thighs tensed and I threw my head back, unable to hide my pleasure as I cried his name. As I came around his fingers, he thrust deeper, breaking through my barrier. There was an intense burning as he broke my hymen with his fingers, but the pleasure he was giving me took away from the discomfort.

As soon as the barrier was gone, he pulled his fingers away and lifted himself onto his knees. I was still half-lost in the high of coming apart from just his fingers. I got a quick look at how damp his cock was from his pre-cum before he was pushing it inside me. It was a tight fit, like a puzzle piece being forced into place. Before he was halfway inside of me, he was cursing and grinding his teeth.

“You feel like Heaven!” His hands gripped each ass cheek, spreading me wider so he could slide deeper. My walls clung to him like a damp glove. I began to ache, the burn growing worse as he pushed farther, rocking back and forth to ease his passage.

“Shane…” I could only whisper his name, still breathless from my orgasm and the pain that I was starting to feel.

He must have seen something in my eyes that told him I wasn’t enjoying this as much as he was. Shane stopped. He held himself completely still inside of me. Licking his thumb, he used it to rub across my clit, making little sparks of pleasure fire through my sex. Soon I was falling apart for him, and he started rocking his hips again.

I could tell he was having a hard time holding back, but he was doing it for me. His jaw was clenched so hard I was sure he’d break some teeth, but he kept his thrusts slow and tender. My emotions rose and choked me. Shane was making my first time so wonderful, so memorable. Even as my inner muscles clenched around his thick length, coming for him again, a tear escaped my eyes.

“Har-per?” He broke my name in half as he raised a trembling hand to wipe away my tear. “Hurting you?”

I shook my head. “No! It’s just… This is so beautiful,” I whispered.

“Yeah, it is. It is beautiful when two people feel this deeply for each other.” He kissed my lips, his hips rocking a little faster now as I sensed his climax building.

I thrust my fingers into his unkempt hair, locking gazes with him as I felt him growing longer, harder, and thicker. Wrapping my legs around his waist to hold him deep inside, I watched in fascination as his eyes turned more gray than blue and he went still above me. That’s when I felt it—felt the thick spray of his release, felt his shaft twitching as he came apart deep inside of me.

His eyes rolled back in his head and he fell across me with a shout of my name. “Love you,” I thought he muttered against my ear before he went limp. 

Chapter 13

Shane

Late summer sunlight peeked through the blinds. Grunting, I snuggled against the warm body resting against my own. When my movements made Harper mumble a protest, I grinned and kissed her shoulder.