Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(49)

“You want to take that back?”

I shake my head. “Nope.” I pop the p. He grinds further into me.

“I can keep going.” Both our breathing is coming in faster.

“So, can I? Remember I can have multiple orgasms. I know you can’t.” I stick my tongue out at him.

“I have been wanking off my sexual frustration. Have you?”

I don’t answer and he stops moving.

“Have you been touching yourself?”

I feel my blush spreading.

“When the fuck have you been touching yourself?”

“What a girl does is her own business. Now get off.” I can’t talk to him about this.

“Tell me,” he says. “Tell me and I will let you go.”

“In the bathroom. Before I have a shower, I use my vibrator, but don’t worry I’m not getting orgasms. I’m getting close but nothing. I’m not even getting clit orgasms.” I pout and he looks at me confused.

“Clit orgasms?”

“Naomi says if you stimulate your clit you can get this pulsing like feeling. It’s called a clit orgasm, but I haven’t experienced one yet.” He sits up and I do the same. What a conversation to have.

“Where are your toys?”

“Why?” I look at him curiously.

“If I can’t make love to you yet, there’s no harm in pleasing you. Let me give you a clit orgasm, then I will give you a mind-blowing one after.” He winks at me. I must be crazy to agree, but I’m so wound up I need a good release.

“They are in my toiletry bag.” He speeds off the bed to my bunk, grabbing it and coming back, then closing the door. He goes through it, taking out my rabbit vibrator and my newest bullet.

“Strip,” he orders me.

I stand up, taking off my short shorts and tank so I’m sitting there completely naked. His eyes have gone dark, but he looks away, back at the toys.

“Lie down for me, Blair.”

I do.

He spreads my legs open, and I close my eyes, feeling a little too exposed. I hear him turn on one of my toys. I open one eye to see it’s the bullet he has picked. He lies on his stomach, his face up and personal to my pussy. I close my eyes again as I feel him press the toy against my clit, causing my body to shake.

“You need to keep still, and you have to be very quiet.” He smiles playfully at me.

“Why am I letting you do this to me?” I know once the words leave my mouth they also have a different meaning to me.

“Because I can’t be inside you, yet.” He annunciates the word yet. “So this is the next best thing. Letting me see you come undone right in front of me. Seeing you right now, your legs open, your dripping wet pussy screaming out to me. You have no idea how much restraint I am holding back.” He presses the bullet toward my clit, the vibration sending little shocks through my entire body.

“Nate…” I whisper his name.

“You will need to be quiet.”

I fist the sheets, clamping my mouth shut.

“Good girl.” He moves the bullet slowly around my clit. When I tense up a little he moves it along my folds but always brings it back again.

He moves it to an angle on my clit and my body starts to shake. The feeling is too much. It’s just a weird feeling and soon I moan out, my clit pulsing a million times a second, coming in very strong until it starts to calm down.

I open my eyes to Nate, who looks very smug. At least I can say I had a clit orgasm, but how does anyone have one and don’t want one the normal way? My vagina is screaming for a real release, to come.

To have someone fill me.

To be inside me.

I launch myself at Nate, sitting on his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist as I start rubbing myself against him. This ache is too much. I grab a fistful of his hair as I deepen the kiss. He pulls me into him, his hands in my hair.

I need a release so bad that I could just scream.

“Nate, help me,” I beg in a breathy voice.

“Fuck, tell me what you need. Fuck, if you ask for the world right now, I would give it to you.” He kisses along my jaw, to the top of my breasts.

“I need to come. Please make me come.” I feel his hand glide down my stomach. I open my legs a little and soon his fingers enter me, pushing them really deep inside until my body tenses up.

It’s such a weird feeling. I feel like he is poking my stomach but from the inside. It feels too weird like he’s pushing onto my bladder. I try and move away as it’s a feeling that’s too foreign, but he grabs hold of me, keeping me still.

“Nate, I can’t. It’s too much.” He presses his fingers harder, moving in and out of me. My whole body is shaking, my arms hugging him tightly.

“I got you,” he barely says. He keeps assaulting me. I am shaking my head into his neck, trying to breathe.

A sensation hits right through me that’s so intense that I scream out into the room. I scream like my life is depending on it. I feel like I’m having an outer body experience as I can’t feel any sense of my body, but freedom.

I come back down, my body slumped into Nate’s arms. I move myself a little and inwardly groan when I notice how soaked I am. Holy shit, if that’s what orgasms are like, I want one every day.

Maybe twice a day.

“Blair,” Nate whispers into my hair. “Are you okay?”