The Rockers' Babies (The Rocker... Series) by Terri Anne Browning Page B
Authors: Terri Anne Browning
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me, baby’ and a few ‘I can’t wait to taste your
scorching pussy’.” I pushed my hair back from my face, wishing I still had my ponytail holder so I could
get it out of my way. “That’s the way it always was with us, Axton. Every time we should have been talking
we were fuckin’ instead.”
He grimaced, making the lip ring in his bottom lip pout out. “Yeah, I know. It’s one of the many mistakes I made with you.”
“Wow.” My eyes widened and I knew I was being a total bitch, but I didn’t really care. “I never thought
you would actually admit that you made mistakes. Are you sick?” I touched a hand to his forehead.
Axton grabbed my hand as he pushed me back against the pillows, pulling my hand to his already
stone-hard cock. “You have such a smartass mouth, Dallas. And if I didn’t want it sucking my dick so
badly right now I would tell you a few more things that would really surprise you. So instead of talking like I know we need to do, I’m going to fuck you until neither one of us can remember our names and then I’m
going to drive you to Harper’s house in Santa Monica so you can spend some time with your friend. But
tonight we are going to talk for sure.”
My mouth had gone dry the minute I touched that white hot, satin covered titanium rod he called a dick.
I couldn’t think past how I wanted to suck his cock just as much as he wanted me to. So I agreed with him
and then pushed on his chest until our positions were reversed and I was kissing my way down his chest.
I took my time, wanting to make sure I paid homage to every tattoo I loved. Like the music note on his
right pec. Or the hoop through his left nipple. I tilted my head, examining it better. I had dared him to get this piercing one night. I never thought he would actually do it, but he had kept his eyes locked on mine the whole time it was being put in. Of course I had to get my tongue pierced that same night, because it had
been his stipulation. A piercing for a piercing.
Bending my head I rubbed my studded tongue over his tiny hoop before sucking it into my mouth and
pulling back ever so slightly, tugging just enough to make his hands tangle in my hair and keep me against
him. “Damn, Dallas. I love that fucking mouth of yours.”
I grinned against his flesh before pulling away to continue kissing down his chest. The hard, defined
edges of his six-pack abs gave me something else to explore, further delaying what I most wanted to be
kissing and licking. I traced my fingers over each one, following the trail with my tongue. He tasted of
sweat and something tangier, kind of spicy and a little sweet. I knew that it was Axton’s unique flavor,
remembered that it had been that taste that had kept me going back for more.
My tongue dipped into his belly button and his fingers tightened in my long, thick hair. A line of dark
hair, just slightly lighter than the dyed, inky black hair on his head had me following the trail with my lips. I kissed down the V of his groin until I was inches away from ten inches of broad, hard, hot dick.
The memory of how good he had felt deep inside me just a few hours ago made me whimper and I let
my tongue skim over the pink mushroom-shaped head. The taste of my own desire still lingered along with
his pre-cum. I grasped his hard shaft in my left hand and stroked upward, producing a few more drops of
that addicting substance that I could feast on for days. I licked it away as if it were juice melting from my favorite Popsicle.
“Tease!” he muttered, pulling on my hair just enough to make it hurt a little.
I could feel my own growing desire dripping down my thighs and I used my free hand to stroke myself
as I took his cock fully into my mouth. The head of his dick hit the back of my throat and I swallowed,
taking him deeper. His growl of pleasure had my fingers rubbing over my clit faster, producing more liquid
heat to make his eventual possession easier to
scorching pussy’.” I pushed my hair back from my face, wishing I still had my ponytail holder so I could
get it out of my way. “That’s the way it always was with us, Axton. Every time we should have been talking
we were fuckin’ instead.”
He grimaced, making the lip ring in his bottom lip pout out. “Yeah, I know. It’s one of the many mistakes I made with you.”
“Wow.” My eyes widened and I knew I was being a total bitch, but I didn’t really care. “I never thought
you would actually admit that you made mistakes. Are you sick?” I touched a hand to his forehead.
Axton grabbed my hand as he pushed me back against the pillows, pulling my hand to his already
stone-hard cock. “You have such a smartass mouth, Dallas. And if I didn’t want it sucking my dick so
badly right now I would tell you a few more things that would really surprise you. So instead of talking like I know we need to do, I’m going to fuck you until neither one of us can remember our names and then I’m
going to drive you to Harper’s house in Santa Monica so you can spend some time with your friend. But
tonight we are going to talk for sure.”
My mouth had gone dry the minute I touched that white hot, satin covered titanium rod he called a dick.
I couldn’t think past how I wanted to suck his cock just as much as he wanted me to. So I agreed with him
and then pushed on his chest until our positions were reversed and I was kissing my way down his chest.
I took my time, wanting to make sure I paid homage to every tattoo I loved. Like the music note on his
right pec. Or the hoop through his left nipple. I tilted my head, examining it better. I had dared him to get this piercing one night. I never thought he would actually do it, but he had kept his eyes locked on mine the whole time it was being put in. Of course I had to get my tongue pierced that same night, because it had
been his stipulation. A piercing for a piercing.
Bending my head I rubbed my studded tongue over his tiny hoop before sucking it into my mouth and
pulling back ever so slightly, tugging just enough to make his hands tangle in my hair and keep me against
him. “Damn, Dallas. I love that fucking mouth of yours.”
I grinned against his flesh before pulling away to continue kissing down his chest. The hard, defined
edges of his six-pack abs gave me something else to explore, further delaying what I most wanted to be
kissing and licking. I traced my fingers over each one, following the trail with my tongue. He tasted of
sweat and something tangier, kind of spicy and a little sweet. I knew that it was Axton’s unique flavor,
remembered that it had been that taste that had kept me going back for more.
My tongue dipped into his belly button and his fingers tightened in my long, thick hair. A line of dark
hair, just slightly lighter than the dyed, inky black hair on his head had me following the trail with my lips. I kissed down the V of his groin until I was inches away from ten inches of broad, hard, hot dick.
The memory of how good he had felt deep inside me just a few hours ago made me whimper and I let
my tongue skim over the pink mushroom-shaped head. The taste of my own desire still lingered along with
his pre-cum. I grasped his hard shaft in my left hand and stroked upward, producing a few more drops of
that addicting substance that I could feast on for days. I licked it away as if it were juice melting from my favorite Popsicle.
“Tease!” he muttered, pulling on my hair just enough to make it hurt a little.
I could feel my own growing desire dripping down my thighs and I used my free hand to stroke myself
as I took his cock fully into my mouth. The head of his dick hit the back of my throat and I swallowed,
taking him deeper. His growl of pleasure had my fingers rubbing over my clit faster, producing more liquid
heat to make his eventual possession easier to
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