Page 81 of The First Chord


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“Yes. I say yes. Please, yes.”

That was all I needed to know. Instantly I reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it up. It got to her waist, and she pulled away. At first I thought that she changed her mind, but she reached behind her and explained, ‘zip’.

Her dress was soon thrown to one side, and I was surprised and excited to see a gorgeous pair of bare tits. They weren’t small but were perky with large brown nipples that were just asking to be sucked. Hard and tight.

Amber reached for my t-shirt and pulled it up over my stomach. Once it was off over my head, I could see how enthralled she was. Her gaze flittering between my chest and stomach, and I was glad that I did sit ups and heaved weights. When she bit down on her bottom lip there was no way this was going to go slowly.

I pulled her to me and with my hands under her thighs, lifted her and carried her to the bed. It turned me on even more when I felt the damp patch of her knickers against my bare skin. In a couple of moves, I threw her onto the mattress and had my jeans unzipped and open, allowing my hard, desperate dick out of its confines.

Amber scrambled back up the bed, her eyes never leaving mine as I pushed down my jeans, dragged them off with my boots and socks and kicked them all to one side.

“Oh my god.” Amber swallowed and then licked her lips. “I’ve never seen…”

When she trailed off, I grinned. I didn’t talk about my Prince Albert piercing. In fact, I’d managed to hide it from the guys for almost a year after I got it. It had been during our hiatus after Cassie and Bobby died. I’d always thought about having one but never had the nerve. The first few weeks of grief gave me the nerve. It had been awful, debilitating, and full of alcohol and a false sense of bravery. I was never one to duck out of a promise, so when I sobered up there was no way I would change my mind.

“Will it hurt?” she asked, her eyes glazing over.

She might have been cautious, but even so she still wanted it. Wanted me.

“The opposite. It’ll make it so much better for you even though it would be amazing without it.” I took a step closer to the bed. “I’m going to make you feel fucking awesome.”

Her eyes hooded and her hands went to the waist of her knickers, her fingers hooking into the sides. Quickly I moved to the bed and took hold of her wrist.

“Let me.”

Amber nodded and I replaced her hands with mine. Very slowly pulling the white lace down her long, slim legs. Lowering my head, I ran my nose along the same path, inhaling her pleasure. I licked my lips, forcing myself not to lick through her folds, desperate to tease her into a frenzy. Once her knickers were on the floor, I pushed her legs apart at the knees and practically drooled. She had a bare pussy, except for a thin blonde strip of pubic hair which was practically glistening with her release.

“Fuck.” I couldn’t wait any longer.

Parting her with my fingers to bare her clit, I took one long sweep of my tongue, and I thought she was going to hit the ceiling. Her back reared up into an arch, her hips lifted, and she grabbed her hair with both hands.

“Oh my god,” she cried. “Shit.”

Grinning against her pussy, I took another swipe and Amber gave a keening cry, spurring me on to do it again and again. She was getting wetter and wetter, and I was getting harder and harder. I licked and sucked until her hands gripped the duvet and her toes curled. The speed of which her hips were thrusting against my face told me she was close. The first orgasm that I would give her, but it wouldn’t be the last.

Finally, after I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to my face, darting my tongue in and out, she yelled out. Shuddering beneath me as she tightened her muscles and squashed my head between her thighs.

“Ronnie.”

I didn’t speak but blew gently on her clit, eliciting another scream from her pretty, pouty lips.

Getting to my knees, I placed my hands on Amber’s legs and looked down on her as she came apart. It was the most beautiful sight that I’d ever seen. The woman that I was falling in love with experiencing the most extreme pleasure because of me. Because of what I’d done to her.

Reaching forward, I ran a finger down the middle of her chest, along her stomach and then across her pubic line, whispering patterns on her skin so that she continued writhing. When I thought that she was about to orgasm again, I dropped over her, my hands either side of her head and kissed her. It was hard and needy and perfect.

“I need you inside of me.” Amber’s legs wrapped around me, and her feet pushed against my arse, trying to force me closer. “I’ve been tested. I’m clean and I’m on the pill if you don’t have any condoms with you.”

Condoms.

I hadn’t even thought about them. I hadn’t expected to need them yet.

“I don’t have any.” Groaning I dropped my forehead to Amber’s. I took in a couple of deep breaths and then I lifted my head. “I’m clean. We had to have a medical before the tour and I’ve been with no one since…” Since I’d met her.

We stared at each other expectantly and when she nodded, I brushed her hair away from her face.

“Are you sure? I need the words, Amber.”

Another nod and I still waited, but when she whispered, “yes,” I drove my hips forward and pushed inside of her. Immediately I was buried to the hilt, and with the force of my thrust pushed her further up the bed.

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