"I was younger. Dumber. I believed in those things."
"Why'd you stop believing, Leo?"
He was silent for a time before responding. "I told you. It seemed everyone was just after my money. It makes sudden love something I can't possibly believe in."
"Then why did you pick me out of a crowd, take me back here, and fuck me? Were you just horny? You could have sent me away before you fucked me. You could have sent me away after you fucked me. I'm no expert on romance, but you don't cuddle with one night stands."
Leo turned to face me. He didn't have an answer.
"I came here, Leo, to tell you I love you. I've been head over heels for years, and meeting you just proved it true. You're the one for me. Or so I thought. I wanted to come here, and ask you to take me. Make my dreams come true, and maybe I could make yours come true too." He was being so evasive, it was making me so angry. "Maybe you're right, there's no love here. Maybe lust and love is just something you sing about because it sells."
What did I think would happen? That I would show up, and he'd propose to me once I told him? I was an idiot. For being so focused on him, when he was just out for number one. I supposed I needed to do the same thing. It was how life worked, after all.
I turned the door knob.
"Haley, wait."
I didn't stop. For a musician though, Leo Rose was swift. He had his arms around me in an embrace. I turned my face toward his to ask him what he was up to, and I quickly got an answer.
He kissed me. Again. Emotion was shining through in this kiss, as well as the lust he had for me.
It broke. "You're asking me to practice what I've been preaching for years. To give love a chance even when it doesn't make any sense."
I nodded.
"Let's do it, then. Let's fall in love."
He pulled me away from the door, and laid a deep kiss on me. Stronger than even the first kiss, there was a rush in my head as he led the embrace. My tongue following his, his hands going up and down my back, making everything come to life again in a way it hadn't done so in nearly a month. He stripped off his shirt, and helped me do the same, leaving less between his hands and my bare flesh, only a bra in the way.
"Every moment you've been away from me," he said, "I've been thinking of you. Thinking about if I wasn't such an idiot and went with my heart. Thinking about if you really were going to become pregnant with my child."
"I haven't been able to listen to your music or look at a picture of you because the thought that I lost you may have been way too much."
"Idiots. We're idiots." We both shared a laugh. There was driven need between us. So powerful, so strong. It led to bras being tossed away, me helping getting those accursed leather pants off of him, and getting my less accursed denim off of me.
Still, he had me back against a wall. There was an endless flurry of kisses on my lips, my chest, my breast, my abdomen, and between my legs too. His cock was standing tall and strong and was completely ready to burst through my slit, ready to fill me up again.
I couldn't wait. He thrusted himself in, and I almost came from the sensation, combined with the memory of what was to come. Our lips locked, we got lost in one another as he set a steady pace of fucking me. So hard, so driven, this is what I wanted more than anything else. More than the money, more than the fame. A sexy man who lusted after me and made me moan with need as he fucked me, driven to make me cum hard, make me cum fast, and make me cum often. His hand went over my clit, flicking it as he penetrated me.
It was as if he was turning every meeting of our sexes into a mini orgasm for me, building up to something far greater.
Pinned against the wall, my legs crossed around him, my body now in his strength. He whispered into my ear as he fucked me. "I've claimed your virginity, I've claimed your womb. You're mine, now Haley. Always and completely, and I'm going to take full use of it."
I giggled, and let the ownership come. His toy, his pet, he was going to use me so completely and so utterly.
Faster still I was fucked. I wasn't going to be able to hold on for much longer. No, not like this. My moans will ringing through the room again, and probably through the arena. Those tabloid writers would have something to write about for sure.
It reminded me that I was going to have it. I was going to be rich. I was going to be famous, the squeeze - and potentially much more - of Rock Mega Star Leo Rose.
More aggressively, Leo fucked me. Another flick of the clit, another deep kiss. The hot breath of his words sailing past my ear. "I'm going to fill you to the brim on purpose this time. Then I'm going to keep on doing until you give me what I've sought for years. Then we're going to keep doing it, build a family. One that's a worthy monument of our love. Again and again, Haley, you're going to swell with my child."
I grinned as I let my rock star have his way with me. I sang his praises. I would keep doing so until I just couldn't stand to take any more of it.
Bliss struck me like lightning, me squealing with pleasure, my body shaking with it. From my head to my toes, down into my core, I could feel myself vibrating around him, my pussy clamping down on him, grabbing Leo, milking him of his seed. It'd be useless for now, but I took it to heart when he said he would be doing this even when it was anything but.
I threw my head back, my vision blurry with the haze of ecstasy. My idol continued to fuck me grunting as my body proved too much for him. His pulsing cock shuddering, exploding, and filling me with his hot, delectable seed. A delightful fullness as I felt it shift around me, some of it trying to escape but more of it being poured into my already occupied womb.
I had him. I had Leo Rose buried balls deep inside me. I had his love. I had everything.