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They were sitting in his dressing room a few hours before the show. The other guys were eating in catering with the rest of the crew but, for once, he wanted peace and quiet. She wasn’t on the road with him all the time and when she was they spent every moment together. He sat on the floor between her legs with his eyes closed as she massaged his scalp. He rubbed her legs, from her knees to her bare feet, he was happy she didn’t wear pants that day. She tried to wear skirts for him often, especially when they hadn’t seen each other in a while, because she knew he loved her legs. He leaned over and placed soft butterfly kisses on her leg and she smiled. He got up off the floor, sat on the couch next to her and leaned over kissing her lightly on the lips. Slowly the kiss progressed and became more passionate. Their hands went out to touch each other’s faces but met in between and their fingers intertwined in the air. He used the grip to pull her on top of him and her other hand ran through his hair as she straddled his lap, never breaking the kiss. She pulled back just a little and their mouths separated but their tongues never stopped touching. His tongue ran over her lips; he took her bottom lip into his mouth and began to suck as he cupped her face. One of his hands slid down her throat and ended up cupping her breast. She pulled back to catch her breath but she could only take one breath before he placed his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her face down to join his mouth in another kiss. There was nothing rushed about their moment, it was intense and erotic. Slow and sensual. His hands slid down her body and rested on the top of her thighs and his thumbs slowly kneaded the inside of her thighs, which caused her to moan. She struggled with his shirt and he lifted his arms and allowed her to remove it. She stood up and he watched as her skirt slowly fell down her legs. She stepped out of her skirt and locked eyes with him as she kicked it to the side. She removed her shirt and her eyes never left his as she bent over and her underwear followed her skirt. As she bent over his eyes briefly glanced at her breasts and he instinctively licked his lips. She reached behind her and undid her bra and he watched as her breasts fell out of her bra. She seemed to glide over and she lay on the couch, on her side, facing him. Her head went down and he watched as her tongue escaped her mouth and ran over his nipple. She watched him and smiled as his mouth opened yet no words were spoken. In fact neither or them had said anything since they alone. Her hand ran up and down his chest as she continued to give attention to his nipple. His head lay back on the couch and all he could do was suck in air. He loved the feeling of her tongue on his nipples, he thought, as his hand found her head and his fingers became tangled in her hair. His other hand traveled slowly down her body and pinched one of her nipples before he began to massage her butt. Her mouth closed down on his nipple and sucked as his breathing became louder and his grip on her hair became firmer. His hand slid down her butt and he continued until her felt her. He began to rub her and her mouth lost contact with his nipple as she gasped. Her head fell to his lap as his finger entered her. She lay there with her eyes closed as her hands held on to him. He added another finger and she began to rock into his fingers. She licked from his stomach to his neck in a straight line up his chest as his fingers continued to glide in and out of her. She fought herself to part from his fingers and she knelt before him removing his pants and boxers. She straddled him and her eyes fluttered as he entered her. They held hands as they moved together looking into each other’s eyes. Her mouth opened and her tongue slowly ran over her lip. He leaned forward and took her breast in his mouth as he moved their hands and they were now behind her back, still locked. Her head fell on top of his and they moved together, thinking of nothing else, still no words. Their hands parted and she wrapped her hands around his neck and leaned back. His hands found her breasts and his thumbs rubbed over her nipples before his hands settled on her waist. As she quickened her pace her eyes closed and she bit her lip. The room filled with sound of pleasure as she sat back up. She draped her whole arm around his shoulders and the other hand found his as every part of their bodies touched. She pulled away from him and he looked on curiously as she turned around and her back was now to him. He sighed as he entered her and she leaned forward and placed her hands on his thighs for support as she began to ride him. His hands rested on her shoulders and her head hung down and watched as he slid in and out of her. His hands slowly began to move and she moaned as his she felt his nails run down her back. She was ready and when he placed his hands on her waist and began to control her pace her eyes shut. She leaned back on his chest and his hand moved around and he began to rub her. He head lay on his shoulder and his tongue was on her neck, licking up until it landed on her ear. Once she felt his tongue on her ear her breath became staggered and her body shook against his. Watching her body and move and listening to her moans sent him over the edge and he bent her forward and quickened his pace. Soon his head lay back and he face contorted as he lost control. She leaned back and he wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed the side of her face and they lay there in silence with their eyes closed. Stories |