Free More Than Comics by Elizabeth Briggs

nerve burst with pleasure that never seemed to end.
    When it did, an eternity later, Hector unhooked my leg from around him and set it down. He stood slowly, his naked body rubbing along mine, and when he kissed me I tasted myself in his mouth.
    “That’s two out of three,” he said. “One more to go.”
    While I recovered, he ripped open a condom and eased it along himself. He was going to take me right there, right against the door where he’d just gone down on me, and I was relieved because I didn’t want to wait even the short amount of time it would take to get to the couch. And because having sex with a rock star against his dressing room door was hotter than anything I’d ever experienced before.
    He grabbed my thighs and hefted me up with one quick, powerful movement, spreading my legs around him, bringing his body against mine at exactly the right height. I held onto his strong arms as he positioned us, lining up our bodies, and felt him nudging against me.
    “This is the last chance to back out,” he said. “To go back to the way things were before.”
    I tightened my legs around his hips to show I was just as eager as he was. “I’m not going anywhere.”
    With those words he thrust inside me, pinning me hard against the door. I cried out as he filled me, stretching my body in the most amazing way. I tightened my hands around his biceps as he held me up, his large hands gripping my butt as he moved in and out of me with strong, powerful strokes.
    I opened for him, accepting everything he gave me, letting myself become his completely. He was an animal as he pounded into me, straddling the line between creating a steady tempo and losing all control, just like when he played the drums. I couldn’t get enough of this rough, demanding Hector, and my already sensitive body responded eagerly to him.
    His smooth chest rubbed against my breasts as he hammered into me, making the door bang with each thrust. I let the passion he stirred take over as he created a relentless beat with our bodies. I slid up and down on him, taking him deeper, my knees gripping his waist while I grinded myself along to his movements. The friction built between my legs and Hector’s grunts made me even more excited. I cried out so hard my throat became raspy, my body clenching around him as I came for a second time that night. He rammed his desire home inside me and moments later released himself with a long groan.
    He stilled against me, but didn’t put me down yet. We kissed each other softly, our bodies joined and twitching with the last echoes of pleasure. The rest of the room came back in focus: the hard wood of the door at my back, the cool air from the vents above us, the muffled sound of music in the distance.
    As our heartbeats slowed, he pressed his forehead against mine. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t hold back. Not after wanting you for so long.”
    “Don’t apologize. I wanted you just as bad.”
    “It’s been a while since I’ve been with anyone. Next time it will be better.” He looked away, his eyebrows pinching together. “I mean, if there is a next time.”
    I gripped his chin and forced him to look at me. “Hector, that was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
    “It was?”
    “God, yes. I wish you’d told me you wanted me sooner.”
    “You were with Andy. Now you’re not.”
    He gave me one last lingering kiss before carrying me to the couch. My head spun as I lay there, my body tingling and pulsing all over. I’d never had sex standing up before. Andy had been great in bed, but he would never have been able to do it.
    Hector was strong enough to hold me up throughout all of it. I didn’t know how he could still stand after what we’d just done. He barely even seemed tired. His muscles were gleaming with sweat, but otherwise he didn’t seem anywhere near as wiped out as I was. I couldn’t take my eyes off his body. I’d never been with anyone so…big before. So hard and strong, all six foot whatever