Surviving (Surrender 2)

I roll her over and kiss her lightly. “Gross, Dec, I need to brush my teeth. Especially with the taste in my mouth.” She tries to move away, but I won’t let her go.

She reaches down and rubs the tip of my throbbing cock with her fingernails. I throw my head back and enjoy her touch. I really was going to try and wait until tonight, but she’s making me wild. She looks at me with need and my resolve falters. Rolling over on my back, I lift her hips and push into her slowly. When our bodies connect, the familiar zing of electricity runs through me.

Her body adjusts to mine quickly and she grinds against me, teasingly. There’s a slight grin on her face testing to see how long I can take it. Two can play at this game. I prop up on my elbows which gives me complete access to her hardened nipples and use my tongue to lick, nip, and suck each one. When I’m satisfied that she’s worked up, I stop and lay back down with my hands behind my head. She gives me a glare then a mischievous look. She starts very slowly rocking back and forth. My eyes almost bug out of my head when she reaches up and starts playing with her own tits. Her fingers tweak at her nipples, which grow tighter and turn pink at her harsh touch.

She throws her head forward, and her hair covers us, tickling my stomach. I grow thicker inside her from watching. She moves her hips like she is dancing on my dick. She’s toying with me. When she touches her clit, I almost come from the sight itself.

I’ve watched girls play with themselves plenty of times, but it has never been sexier than in this moment. She starts to pant, and my instincts kick in. I want to be the one that makes her come undone. I jackknife up and move her hand away.

I prop up on my knees and throw her back to the bed, keeping our connection. I don’t give her a chance to recover before I glide in and out with light force. Her face is flushed and her eyes shiny. She clutches my thighs and locks her ankles around me.

I’m so close, but I’m not going to come without her. I touch her again, and she jumps under me. Her sensitivity makes me even more determined.

“Come with me baby, I need to feel you around me.”

She nods and throws her head back arching her back. Once she lets go, I scream her name falling on top of her and our sweaty bodies embrace.

“Raven, I’m not sure I like you touching yourself. It’s fucking amazing to watch but even I got jealous of your hands.”

Our hearts are still racing as I hug her close.

“Jesus Christ, I hope she’s still alive. I heard that shit from the elevator.” Charlie’s voice breaks through from the other side of the door.

Raven starts to giggle, and I groan. Charlie is starting to become one of my le

ast favorite people ever.

Covering her mouth with my own, I carry her to the shower. Hoping our visitor at the door gets a hint and leaves.

Once we’re dressed and ready, I text the band to meet in the lobby. Blake and Charlie are already there. I have to admit that Charlie is a pretty girl if she would shut her mouth. Blake scores points with me for putting up with her.

Since Jay couldn’t be here, he arranged for our credentials to be left at the back gates. The six of us ride together to the assigned lot, and the attendant has our stuff as well as tickets to some tent where all the musical acts are invited.

After shopping for a while, Raven and I sit in the grassy area, to watch the bands.

A few people stare at us, probably because I’m completely wrapped around her shielding her from the cold. But when several girls stop right next to us, I get uneasy. I pull out my beanie and try to cover my face. Raven stiffens in my arms and when we hear the girl closest to us.

“I really think it’s him. Look closer.” She says to her friends.

“There’s a huge resemblance, but why would he be sitting in the crowd wrapped around a woman? I’m pretty sure it’s a coincidence.” Someone adds.

“No guys, I’m sure that’s him. Look–”

I slide my eyes over and see them playing on her phone, most likely pulling up our media sites.

“Okay babe, how do you want to do this? If we get up now, we can get away quick.” I say quietly into Raven’s ear.

“We got this sweetheart. Let’s see how it plays out.”

Less than a minute later, one of the girl’s approaches with her cell phone in her hand. “Excuse me.”

I sigh but look up anyway. “Yes?”

“I know this may sound crazy, but my friends and I think you have a striking resemblance to the lead singer of a band here tonight.”

Raven chuckled against my chest. “Which band?”

“Sayge, they’re from Nashville.” she says excitedly. “You look exactly like Declan Collins.”