“So you and I are going to fuck her at the same time?” Devlin asks, grabbing my hips tightly.
“No,” Rob answers as he sits down and stretches out on the bed with a joint in his mouth and lighter in his hands. “You two are going to fuck again, and Rob Lawrence is gonna watch.”
“You’re just gonna watch?” I repeat, both disappointed and relieved that I only have one man I have to worry about screwing and we’ve already done it before.
“For now,” Rob says. “If Rob Lawrence sees something he wants to fuck, he might jump in.”
Holy shit.
“Something?” I repeat since that’s an odd way of phrasing it.
“I’m straight, by the way,” Devlin tells us in a rush. “Just to put that out there.”
“Says every straight man while Rob Lawrence is fucking him…” the rock star retorts with a snort.
“No, really,” Devlin says. “I’m super straight. I don’t like dudes. Nothing against it, but I don’t fuck men or vice versa. Never will either.”
“We’ll see,” Rob mutters.
“No, no, there’s nothing to see,” Devlin replies, his hands on my hips tightening. “I’m a huge fan of yours, Rob Lawrence, but keep your dick to yourself and I’ll keep mine over here.”
“Fine,” Rob grunts as he smokes his joint. “Now take your clothes off.”
“What do you think?” I ask when I turn around and face Devlin to see if he’s good to go with this or if he’s changed his mind.
“I think it’s time for this dress to go,” he says, tugging the soaked fabric down over my hips until it puddles around my ankles on the floor. “Panties too,” he grins before lowering those so that they join the dress.
“Well, in that case,” I start when I’m standing there completely naked in front of him and can feel Rob Lawrence’s eyes on my backside. “Let me help you get your clothes off too.” I lift his dripping wet tank up, and Dev raises his arms to let me take it off of him. His chest and abs are so muscular and amazing that he shouldn’t wear shirts ever again.
My fingers go to the button and zipper of his tight and very wet leather pants. It takes some serious pulling on them to get them down his thighs. In fact, I have to kneel in front of him to work them lower a slow inch at a time.
“Picked a bad day to wear leather,” Devlin says, his face grinning when I look up at him.
“Yeah,” I agree as his semi-hard dick pops free, unencumbered by underwear since he’s not wearing any.
“Finally!” Rob Lawrence mutters from the bed when I finally remove the pants from Devlin. Patting the mattress next to him, the singer says, “Now come here and lick her pussy, then take her from behind again. The stage blocked almost everything before. Rob Lawrence wants to see it all this time.”
Okay, so the third person thing is getting annoying, but he’s a fucking rock star, so I’ll suck it up and stay.
I stand up and run my fingertip over the ace of spades tattoo on Devlin’s ribs. “You heard the man. Rob Lawrence wants you to lick my pussy and take me from behind again. You up for that?” I ask, letting my finger trail down to his thick length that I wrap my fingers around.
One second I’m standing there touching his cock, and the next my feet leave the ground as Devlin hefts me up his body so that my legs are around his waist. His mouth crashes down on mine for what I suddenly realize is our first kiss.
I let this strange man I don’t know inside of me at a concert before I even kissed him! This day is full of all sorts of firsts for me.
His tongue is urgent and demanding as it invades my mouth like a starving man. I’m so lost in the kiss that I barely notice when he carries me over and lays me down on the foot of the bed. His big, heavy body presses down on mine while I grab onto his shoulders. And god, he feels so good on top of me that I think I would rather give missionary a try.
All too soon, though, his sexy mouth leaves mine to venture lower, scarfing down one of my breasts, sucking on it while his hands cup both of them and squeeze them.
“That’s one helluva rack,” Rob remarks in the silence, other than Devlin’s sucking, when I had almost forgotten we had an audience. “He’s obviously a tit man,” he adds when Devlin switches sides to lick and suckle my other boob just as hard and long. I arch my back and offer my breasts up to him as he spends quality time with them before Rob clears his throat. Finally, Devlin moves his mouth lower to my belly button before he slides off the foot of the bed and kneels on the floor – putting him eye level with my pussy.
Grabbing my ankles, Devlin drags me down toward him until my knees are on his shoulders and his face is…holy shit, his face is buried between my legs! His eyes close, and then I feel the tip of his tongue rubbing up and down, up and down over my clit.
“Oh my god, that feels good!” I exclaim.
Reaching up with both hands, Devlin squeezes both of my breasts, and then his tongue is a thrusting machine, fucking me with it, teasing my clit, and driving me so crazy I can’t keep my hips still. They buck frantically toward his mouth to urge him to keep going because I’m so, so close.
His fingers pinch both of my nipples without letting go at the same time his lips seal and suck on my clit, making me scream and writhe as the most intense pleasure of my life courses through every inch of my body.
I become lighter than a feather, flying up through the roof of the tour bus and floating through the clouds.
And still the mouth on me doesn’t quit, not until I can’t take another second of the tremors and grab a handful of Devlin’s jet-black hair to make him stop torturing me. He lifts his beautiful, angular face so I can finally see his glassy, blue eyes, his lips and chin slick from my juices. God, I’ve never seen a man look at me like that, so hot and horny and desperate to be inside of me.
“Please,” I beg him, because I need him filling me up right now too. Oral sex is great, but nothing beats getting pounded by a long, hard cock.
“Here,” Rob Lawrence says before tossing and hitting Devlin in the chest with a condom. “Roll over, Jetta. Put your fine ass in the air for us, doll.”
With shaking limbs, I flip over to my stomach and get on my hands and knees while listening to the foil wrapper crinkle.
For the first time since he got on the bed, Rob crawls over and slaps the shit out of my ass cheek and then grabs a handful of one side then the other, spreading me open in what is the most awkward position I’ve ever been in.
“Nice big dick you’ve got there,” Rob says as something rubs up and down the crease of my ass and over my pussy lips.
“Thanks,” Devlin replies before he slams inside of me without warning.
“Oh fuck!” I cry out at the sheer force of his hips. The fullness of his cock in such a tight space makes my arms so weak they collapse, leaving the side of my face pressed to the mattress. I close my eyes and fist the sheets in my hands as Devlin begins to move in quick, powerful thrusts.
There are several more stinging slaps to my ass, and then someone is swatting gently at my swaying breasts.
“Damn. That’s fucking beautiful right there,” Rob mutters. “You two are phenomenal together,” he says before his knees appear in front of my face. “Only one thing would make this even better.” Fingers tangle in my wet hair and lift my head. “Open up, Jetta so Rob Lawrence can fuck the shit out of your sexy mouth.”