Sizzle (Bad Boy Rockers) (Volume 1)(87)

He moved me further up the door and locked his mouth to my nipples, lavishing some attention on them. I felt my orgasm approach as he sucked my nipple into his mouth; it burst forth and went on and on, while I couldn’t stop grinding against him, with my sex contracting along his cock. He shuddered then I felt his cum splash against my walls while we both moaned into each other’s mouths, his being sealed to mine again.

“Are you all right?”

“I love you. Did you mean what you said in the river?” I asked.

His eyes lit up. “If you hadn’t ravished me at the door, I’d have been able to get a ring on your finger.”

“You already have a ring?”

He moved his hands to my ass, and grabbing hold, kept me attached to him while he walked to sit on the edge of the bed.

Phoenix smoothed my hair away from my face in a light caress. “I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”

“Yes.” I burst into tears. “I love you, so much.”

“Thank God,” he said, collapsing back on the bed.

I could feel his cock on the rise again inside me so I wiggled around on top of him.

He put his hands on my hips. “Stop,” he groaned, “we need to shower.”

“After. I want you to f*ck me from behind.”

I took advantage of his shock and climbed off the top of him, then crawled into the middle of the bed on all fours.

He watched me from beneath hooded eyes while I shook my butt at him.

When he realized what I wanted him to do, he turned on to his stomach and knelt up on the bed. I could now see his magnificent cock standing to attention. He stroked himself, back and forth, back and forth. He leaked at the tip while I licked my lips.

He had me so turned on, I honestly felt like I was about to explode.

Phoenix then moved in closer and still holding his cock in his hand, rubbed the tip over my clit and the entrance to my sex.

My thighs quivered, as he slowly entered me; every succulent inch at a time. When he was balls deep inside me, he wrapped himself over me, with his hands moving around to cradle my breasts.

I couldn’t control the little spasms going on inside me, and started grinding my * against his balls. Then Phoenix started to move, slowly in and out of me, every time he went deep, his balls hit my clit. The friction was delicious and I desperately needed more.

He took hold of my hips to keep me steady and really started pistoning his cock, in and out of me. He moved one hand to my clit and rubbed. I buried my face in the quilt to muffle my scream as my orgasm ripped through me. I was on fire. My whole body convulsed.

Phoenix roared in release, as his cum filled me. It went on and on until he collapsed on top of me, pushing my whole body into the quilt. He pulled out of me and rolled on to his back while I just lay in a limp lump next to him.

“You’re going to kill me.”

“Well, at least I’m warm.”

He started to laugh, pulling me into his arms.

“I know I really hurt you before, Thalia. You have no idea how sorry I am that I went off like I did without telling you what had been said and talking to you about it. I’ll spend the rest of my life apologizing if you want me to...just promise me, you won’t ever leave me again. No matter how much of a dick I am.”

I kissed his chest. “I love you too much to be away from you so I can promise that...can we do that again in a minute?”

Without a word he climbed from the bed and walked over to the door, flicked the lock to my horror. He grinned and walked into his room, locked his door and retrieved his jacket from the floor.

We made love, twice, with the door unlocked.

Phoenix retrieved something from his jacket pocket and walked back over to me with a growing cock. He knelt to the side of the bed as I sat up to face him. He took hold of my left hand and slid the ring onto my finger. “This was my grandmother’s. I hope you like it,” he said, nervously.

“I love it.” I pulled him onto the bed and lay snuggled in his arms; the place that I never wanted to leave.





Epilogue - September


Phoenix


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Before summer break when I returned home I never expected to fall for the sexiest girl I’d ever seen, and I meant fall hard. Thalia meant the world to me, and I seriously didn’t know what I’d do without her.

After what happened to her on my brother’s wedding day, and the night we’d spent locked in our rooms, we’d joined everyone for breakfast, which made me smile in remembrance. Thalia had blushed a lovely shade of red and come close to matching the red t-shirt she’d been wearing. My mom had looked at us for a few minutes, noticed my grandmother’s ring on Thalia’s finger and went crazy, running around the kitchen hugging and talking weddings.

I’d had to step in and inform my folks that the wedding wouldn’t be happening until the following summer, after we’d both graduated college, but we would be living together between our two colleges.

A couple of weeks into our engagement Thalia had spoken, unbeknown to me, to my folks about Deception, which until then had still been a sore point with them. So, one Saturday night when I’d been on stage singing a slower song, I’d looked out into the crowd for my girl and spotted her standing with my mom and Mia, while Dad had been drinking a beer with Liam.