The Complete Rockstar Series

“I know, baby, I know,” Gavin murmurs. “I want you to come with me.”

“Shit…Gav, I can’t…”

“You can. It’s going to be so good.” Strong hands maneuver my legs apart, placing my feet flat on the bed. A finger lightly skims from behind my balls down the crease and I moan. “God, you’re so responsive. I can’t wait to fuck you, baby.”

“Do it,” I growl, my need to come is so great I feel as if my entire body is a lit firework, the fuse growing shorter with each passing second, getting ready to explode.

“Not yet, baby. I have to prep you. Plus, I’ve been dying to taste you.” Gavin shifts his hands to the back of my thighs, folding my legs back towards my chest. Before I can ask what he’s doing, a hot, wet tongue slides between my ass cheeks, circling the sensitive hole.

My eyes squeeze shut from the pleasure. “Fuuu-uuk! Shit, shit, shit… Oohhh god!” I’d heard about rimming before, but never in a million years did I think I’d enjoy it, certainly not to this extent.

Gavin continues licking up and down my crease, driving me absolutely insane. The sounds I’m making don’t even seem human. When he curls his tongue and spears it into my tight hole, I lose my goddamn mind.

“God! Fuuuck! Gavin, please! I-I can’t… fuck me! Now!”

My legs are lowered and his talented mouth retreats. In between ragged breaths I hear the click of a cap. Gavin returns, a cold finger probing behind my balls. His fingertip circles the puckered skin gently.

“Are you ready, Mitch?” He taps a digit on my hole.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck, yes!” I shout, eagerly pushing my ass down towards his hand.

Gavin smiles and presses forward, inserting a finger into my ass. It burns, but not much. I don’t really have a chance to think about the pain, because Gavin swallows my cock down into that hot mouth again as he continues to work that wicked finger.

“Jesus,” I hiss. “Fuuu-uuck, Gavin.” My hand finds it’s way to his head and it takes all of my concentration not to hold him down and fuck his face until I blow. Instead, I caress the side of his face, running my fingers over his cheeks as they hollow with each pull on my dick. I’m in awe of the attention this man is giving me to make sure I enjoy every minute of this experience.

Another finger joins the first and he scissors them apart, stretching me open. It’s the most glorious burn I’ve ever felt. Pain and pleasure wrapped into one. His other hand fondles my balls, rolling them gently as a third finger joins the first two.

“Gavin…goddamn it, now!” I cry.

He removes his mouth from my dick with a pop and the fingers disappear. I watch with glazed eyes as Gavin tears open the condom with his t

eeth and rolls it on his impressive length. The bottle clicks again so he can spread lube over his cock and then more around my ass before dipping inside.

His finger grazes a spot deep inside me and I nearly jump off the bed. “God, just do it! No more prep! Fuck! Fuck!”

Gavin laughs, withdrawing his hand. “You’re a bossy bottom. I should have known.”

“I am not! You’re fucking torturing me,” I groan.

“You won’t be saying that in a minute,” he rasps. “You are about to become best friends with your prostate.”

Gavin lines his cock up with my ass and looks at me from between my legs. He pushes one of my thighs back towards my chest and braces over me on his other arm. “Relax and breathe out,” he coaxes.

Nodding, I do as he says, watching his facial expressions. Desire flares up in those electric blue eyes, his high cheekbones stained crimson. Gavin’s full lips are even larger, swollen from his oral ministrations.

The blunt head of his dick presses against me and I exhale. The tight ring relaxes and Gavin enters me with a pop.

“Fuck,” I grit my teeth.

His eyes widen, the pupils huge and glassy. “Breathe, baby. You’re doing so good. Fuck, you’re tight.” Gavin’s jaw is clenched as he holds himself still, letting me adjust to the intrusion. “Let me know when you’re ready.” His own breathing is ragged and his voice is clipped. That crimson flush spreads down his neck and over his chest.

God he’s beautiful.

After a minute, the burn lessens. “More,” I find myself begging.

Gavin presses forward, inch-by-inch until our groins are flush. “I’m inside you, baby.” Gavin groans and glances down at where we’re joined. “Fuck, you’re so hot.”

I reach up and yank his head down for a kiss. As our mouths and teeth clash, Gavin begins to move. What was a tight, stinging pain becomes a rush of intense pleasure. Gavin pulls his hips back, dragging his cock over my prostate and I gasp.