Free So I Married a Rockstar by Marina Maddix Page A

diamond-hard peaks. "Ah!" I cry out, digging a stocking-clad heel into the small of his back.
    Drax doesn't linger, though I wish he would. He could do that all damn day and I would never get tired of it. But I'm guessing he has other tricks up his sleeve and I salivate wondering what they might be.
    As if I don't know already.
    His big hands skim my curves from top to bottom while his tongue leaves a shimmering trail down to my belly button. Damn, I had no idea how sensitive it was. Maybe not so much as other parts of me, but those parts tighten up in response.
    I think he's going to continue working his way south, but he doesn't. Instead, he stands so he's between my legs, which are dangling off the edge of the bed. I'm sprawled out before him, completely exposed except for a very tiny black thong and my thigh-high stockings. It's strange but I'm not at all uncomfortable by his hungry stare. I'm his to do with as he wishes. Maybe one-night stands aren't so bad after all.
    He drinks in the smorgasbord laid out before him, but he can't seem to get enough. Tucking a hand under one leg, he slides it down the underside until he has a firm grip on my ankle, then he deftly flips me over on my tummy.
    "Fuck me," he breathes as he gets his first view of my big ol' bedonkedonk. That nasty whisper in my head tries to get me to believe he's saying that in a not-so-friendly way but I don't pay any attention. The whisper shuts up as soon as he kneels between my thighs and starts rubbing my ass.  
    "Damn, you're hot!"
    Take that, whisper!
    I feel kind of silly, lying here with my legs all splayed like this, but as soon as his lips touch my skin, all coherent thought -- even the whisper -- goes silent. His hands can't get enough of my ass as he peels off my thong and flicks it away. I grab a pillow and bury my face in it to quiet my moans of pleasure at the things his mouth is doing. Whatever it is, it's driving me wild and he hasn't even reached the spot yet.
    He wraps his arms under and around my hips, pushing my thighs even wider until I'm totally open to him. I can feel his hot gaze on me, and I nearly explode from it. I need him so much. My ass rises and wiggles involuntarily, dragging another moan from him.
    Then his lips are on me, his tongue and fingers in me, searching, probing, prying, and I scream out in pleasure. My body moves of its own accord, thrusting and shifting in response to Drax's movements. Sensations threaten to overwhelm my sanity, and just when I think my head is going to explode, I feel it starting.
    He senses it, too, and dives even deeper, lapping at me like I'm an ice cream cone on a hot day. He can't get enough, and each flick of his tongue draws the quickening ever closer. The pillow is soaked with my sweat, probably some drool and maybe even tears, but I keep my big mouth buried. I can't stop the noises coming from the depths of my soul, and they're loud .
    When Drax drags his tongue along entire length of my dark crevasse, while his fingers perform other miracles, tiny stars burst behind my eyelids. Every nerve ending is on fire, the fuse burning down until...
    Ka-pow!
    I writhe on the bed, grinding into his face while he laps up the evidence of his domination. Wave after wave, convulsion after convulsion, I'm at his mercy and he takes full advantage, drawing out my bliss for what seems like hours, over and over until I cry out.  
    "Enough!"
    Even through the pillow, he can hear I can't take any more. Once I recover my senses, I'll reciprocate. Fair's fair, and now it's his turn. Oh yeah, and mine again .
    Once more, he flips me over, ducking under my leg so he can stay right where he wants to be. My entire body is pulsing and occasionally spasming. I'm exhausted and exhilarated. Ready to pass out and keep going. I'm a woman full of contradictions and soon to be full of Drax.
    I barely have enough strength to lift my head and meet his gaze over my neatly groomed mound. (Another prayer of gratitude for Papi