Wicked Beat

Chapter 8

Eric jerked the curtain of his bunk closed and buried his head under his pillow. He wanted her. Rebekah. Wanted to watch her touch herself again. Damn, that had been so hot. He’d seen a lot of things in his day, well, mostly his nights, but watching Rebekah pleasure herself had turned him on like nothing in his experience.

He didn’t only want to watch her though. He wanted to touch her.

Kiss her. Taste her. Smell her. Hold her. Laugh with her. Cry with her. He wanted her. And she wanted fucking Trey. Everyone wanted fucking Trey.

Eric yelled, “Fuck!” into his pillow and tossed it aside.

He knew it would be pure torture to watch Trey touch Rebekah, taste her, make love to her. Watch Trey do all the things he wanted to do. But Eric couldn’t resist her invitation. He knew she meant to say that she wanted him to watch, not that she actually wanted him, but Eric couldn’t help but get his hopes up. When Trey was finished with her, Eric could try to scrape together whatever was left of her and make it his. It had never worked in the past, but maybe this time would be different.

Eric tugged his boxer briefs up his thighs and tucked his halfhard cock into his underwear and down his thigh. He shouldn’t have jacked off in front of Rebekah. She probably thought he was some desperate loser. He located her panties and hid them under his pillow before yanking his curtain open and climbing from his bunk.

He found his book on the floor and shoved that under his pillow as well, before padding down the corridor toward the open bedroom door. He could already hear Rebekah’s sighs of delight.

Frozen on the threshold, Eric stared at the bed. Rebekah lay sprawled on her back, her arms spread wide as she clung to the bedclothes, her back arched to thrust the perfect globes of her breasts upward. Her eyes were closed tightly, but her mouth hung open in blissful abandon. Whatever Trey was doing to the flesh between her legs must have felt fucking amazing.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she cried. “I’m coming. I’m coming!”

Eric’s mouth went dry, his dick hard.

“Close the door!” Sed insisted, and a spare pillow hit Eric in the back of the head.

Eric stumbled over the threshold, closed the door, and leaned his back against its cold surface for support.

He could smell Rebekah’s excitement—the musky scent of her wet pussy—like the scent of her panties, yet more pronounced. Eric shuddered and pressed his cock against his thigh so he didn’t yank it out of his drawers and start jerking it again.

Trey lifted his head and glanced over his shoulder at Eric. “There you are. Come over here where you can see.”

Eric hesitated, sparing a glance at Rebekah’s flushed face for signs of protest. She gazed at him through lowered lids, biting her lip as she wriggled her hips in anticipation of Trey’s pierced tongue. When Eric didn’t make a move, she beckoned him closer with two fingers.

Eric sprinted to the end of the bed and came to a sudden halt next to Trey. Trey grabbed Rebekah by the hips, tugged her to the bottom of the bed, and spread her legs wide.

“Isn’t she beautiful?” Trey murmured. He traced the slick skin of her red and swollen inner folds with one finger.

“Yes,” Eric agreed. Eric’s dick twitched as Trey’s finger continued to explore Rebekah’s excited flesh.

“She’s hot,” Trey said.

“Yes.”

“Wet.”

Eric nodded. Her pussy was so wet, her juices were trickling from her inner folds over her ass. Kneeling on the floor between Rebekah’s parted thighs, Trey leaned forward and rubbed the stud in his tongue along one slippery lip. Her hips buckled. The other lip now. He slipped the tip of his tongue inside her, and she cried out. Eric couldn’t stand it. He slipped a hand into his underwear and held the hot flesh of his cock, squeezing its head to try to abate his excitement.

Trey’s tongue slid from her pussy and flicked over her clit.

Rebekah cried out and grabbed Trey’s head with both hands. “Oh God, Trey. Lick it fast. Fast and harder!” As she pressed Trey’s face against her, her arms blocked Eric’s view, which was probably a blessing in disguise.

Trey captured her hands and linked his fingers through hers. He eased her hands away so Eric could see Trey’s tongue flicking that little metal ball of delight over her swollen clit.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!” Rebekah cried, each syllable growing louder and higher pitched. When her hips buckled, Trey plunged his tongue inside her. He twirled his tongue, his piercing tracing the rim of her opening in wide arcs. She sputtered and fought to free her hands from his.

Trey eased away.

“No,” she moaned. “Don’t stop. Please. Feels… Feels… so good.” A broken sob erupted from between her lips.

“Eric can’t see if you grab my head, sweetie. You want him to see, don’t you?”

She nodded vigorously.

“Eric, why don’t you come down here for a closer look?” Trey said, looking at Eric through his longish bangs with those emerald green bedroom eyes. Trey’s lips were slick with Rebekah’s juices.

Juices Eric wanted to sample.

Eric forced his hand from his cock—fuck, he was hard—and sat on the end of the bed next to Rebekah. He tilted his head for a closer look. Watching him from beneath heavy eyelids, Rebekah shifted her leg so that her bare skin was touching Eric’s thigh. His entire body went taut. Trey rubbed his tongue over her clit again, and she jerked. With several rapid strokes he had her hips undulating in torment. Her scent intensified. Eric breathed deeply through his nose, his thoughts thick with lust. He wanted to immerse himself in her. Touch her.

Eric’s hand trembled as he slid it across Rebekah’s lower belly.

Her back arched, and she panted. “Eric.”

“Eric?” Trey murmured with a crooked grin. “I’m doing all the work here.” He winked at Eric and went back to work. What was Trey up to? He didn’t get that ornery gleam in his eye unless he had some ulterior motive. Eric couldn’t think well enough to puzzle Trey out at the moment. Not with this beautiful woman’s naked body in sight.

Eric slid his hand over Rebekah’s belly again. Goose bumps rose along her smooth flesh. She groaned in torment.

“Show me that you want me, Eric,” she whispered. “Show me.”

Her passion-glazed eyes moved to the bulge in Eric’s boxer briefs. She wanted to see? Many girls got a little freaked out when they realized watching them get done by one of his friends excited him so thoroughly.

Eric eased his black boxer briefs down so that half his cock appeared above the elastic waistband. Her breath caught, and she rubbed her nipples with both hands. He imagined his hands taking the place of hers. His tongue against those taut buds. Gently scraping his teeth over them. Sucking on them until she clung to his hair.

“Do you want to taste her, Eric?” Trey asked.

Eric’s cock twitched. He swiveled his head to look at Trey.

“Yeah.”

“How much?”

He took a stuttering breath. “So much.”

Trey rose from the floor and stood over Eric. He bent close until their noses almost touched. Eric considered leaning back to get Trey out of his personal space, but he could smell her. Smell Rebekah.

On Trey’s lips. Eric’s eyes drifted closed. He grabbed the hair at Trey’s nape to keep her scent close. Trey didn’t move away. He leaned closer.

“You smell her, don’t you?” Trey murmured. His nose brushed Eric’s. His long bangs tickled Eric’s cheek. Eric couldn’t move.

Could only breathe in her essence. Even if it was mingled with Trey’s. “Show her how far you’d be willing to go to taste her, Eric.”

Eric did want to taste her. He did. He wasn’t sure if he could do what Trey was suggesting, but what he wanted was so close. All he had to do was close the scant inch between his mouth and Trey’s, and he could sample her flavor.

“Show her,” Trey whispered.

Eric’s tongue slid out between his lips. When it touched Trey’s lip, he jerked back slightly. Her sweetness registered on Eric’s taste buds, and he groaned in pleasure. Eric ran his tongue along Trey’s upper lip. Sucked gently. He found more of Rebekah’s sweet cum on the tip of Trey’s tongue. Eric sampled more of what he wanted from Trey’s mouth. More of what he needed. Her. He wanted her. Needed her. Rebekah made a sound of torment. Eric could only concentrate on one thing though. The taste of her juices in Trey’s mouth. Eric sucked it off Trey’s lips and then stroked Trey’s tongue with his to collect more of her nectar. Eric started when he encountered the piercing in Trey’s tongue, but was soon delving inside again.

“Oh,” Rebekah purred. “Why is that so sexy? Kiss him, Eric.

Taste me there.”

A hand wrapped around Eric’s cock. For a scant second he thought Trey was about to seduce him as he’d seduced so many men in the past, but it wasn’t Trey’s hand stroking his length tentatively.

It was Rebekah’s.

All too soon, Rebekah’s taste was no longer discernible from Trey’s. Eric jerked his head back.

“You’re not a bad kisser, Sticks,” Trey said with a crooked grin.

Eric couldn’t even dwell on how disturbing he found that compliment. He’d never kissed a guy before. All Eric could think about was sampling more of Rebekah’s taste.

Eric shoved Trey aside and pulled free of Rebekah’s gentle grasp on his cock to kneel on the floor between her legs. He gripped her ass in both hands and pulled her delicious pussy against his face. He licked and suckled her like a starving man. He could not get enough.

He writhed his tongue inside her as that seemed to stimulate her juices to flow the most freely. Rebekah’s excited cries fueled him to lick her faster. The way she moved against his seeking tongue urged him to plunge it deeper inside. Her heels pressing into his back encouraged him to add suction to his probing. After a long moment, someone pushed against Eric’s forehead until he lost contact with Rebekah’s flesh.

“I think you’ve had enough,” Trey said. Again with the devious grin and twinkling green eyes.

“More,” Eric growled. He sometimes scared himself when he got out of control like this, but at the moment he wasn’t scared of his lust. He merely wanted it appeased.

“Why don’t you let her taste herself on your lips?”

Eric’s heart thudded and then began to race. That would entail kissing her. Eric launched himself across the bed and landed beside Rebekah. She laughed softly and grinned up at him.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked.

She sank her fingers into the long hairs at his nape and lifted her head to claim his lips. He took that as a yes. Eric got lost in her kiss.

These lips were as sweet as her others, and her scent still clung to his skin. Each inhalation of her musk ratcheted his desire to a higher level. He wanted her. So much. His hand slid over her rib cage and cupped her small breast. When his thumb brushed her hardened nipple, she gasped into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, she turned her head to the side and separated their mouths. “Wait,” she cried and slid her hips across the bed. “Don’t.”

Eric looked down at Trey. He wasn’t sure what Trey had been doing to Rebekah while he’d been distracted with her kisses, but Trey looked none too pleased about her sudden refusal.

“What do you mean ‘don’t’? You aren’t going to leave us hanging again, are you?”

“I mean, don’t. Not there,” she said, her words broken by ragged gasps.

Eric looked at her and found her eyes brimmed with tears. His heart stumbled like a racehorse going down at top speed. He wrapped both arms around her and tucked her head against his chest.

“We’ll stop,” Eric promised. He’d definitely need to jack off, and soon, but his satisfaction was not worth this woman’s tears. He kissed the top of her head.

“No,” she said, “I don’t want you to stop, Trey. Just not there.”

“Not everyone likes anal, Trey,” Eric said, tugging her more securely against him. He wasn’t sure why holding her made his heart race so fast. He just wanted her closer. To absorb her into his body.

What a strange thought.

“I wasn’t touching her ass. I was—”

“Yes, anal. I want anal,” Rebekah said, her voice muffled by Eric’s chest. “I loooooove it. Give it to me in the ass, Trey.”

“Ashtray?” Eric echoed, confused.

Rebekah’s body shook against his as she laughed. “In the ass, Trey, not the ashtray.”

“Oh.” For some reason Eric would rather Trey fuck an ashtray.

“No pussy? You sure?” Trey asked. “That’s what Eric really likes to watch.”

True. That’s what Eric usually liked to watch. Some chick’s swollen pussy getting stuffed with a friend’s cock, but this wasn’t some chick. This was Rebekah. He’d be totally okay with Trey getting lost and just watching Rebekah pleasure herself again. That had been beautiful. Magnificent. Sexy. And most importantly, for him alone.

“Maybe you want to let go of her now, Eric,” Trey said, tugging on Rebekah’s ankle.

No, not really, but he did anyway. Eric captured her lovely face between his hands and kissed her nose. “If you don’t want to, you can tell Trey no.”

“I do want to,” she said breathlessly.

Damn.

Rebekah rolled away from Eric and onto her belly. She spread her ass cheeks with both hands and said, “Okay, do it. I’m ready.”

Eric scooted down the bed for a better look. He’d never seen a pussy more swollen and wet. How could she possibly mean she’d rather have it in the ass? It was a very nice ass, but no comparison to her feminine folds.

Trey chuckled. “Not even close. I was prepping the wrong hole the entire time. Now I have to start over.” He wet the tip of his middle finger by collecting the fluids drenching the flesh between her legs and then slipped it inside her tight ass to the first knuckle.

Rebekah tensed.

“Just as I thought,” Trey said. “You’ve never done this before.”

“Yes I have. Lots of times.”

Eric watched Trey’s finger slide deeper into her back passage, and then he slowly withdrew it before plunging it into her body again. Trey was right. She was entirely too tense for someone who looooooved anal. Didn’t matter to Eric, though. Watching Trey loosen her passage was damned sexy. Eric’s cock began to throb incessantly. If he hadn’t been worried that Rebekah would be put off by his actions, Eric would have stroked himself in time with Trey’s gentle probing.

Trey leaned over Rebekah’s body to whisper into Eric’s ear, “Show her that she turns you on, Eric. That’s what she really wants.

Better yet, tell her.” Trey leaned back and winked at him.

Huh? Tell her. Tell her what?

“Your ass is so sexy, Rebekah,” Eric said, feeling pretty stupid for saying it.

“It is?” she panted and rocked backward to take Trey’s finger deeper. Eric’s cock twitched at the sight.

“Yeah. Just looking at it makes me want to touch myself.”

Rebekah surprised him by grabbing the front of his underwear and tugging them down until his rigid cock sprang free. “Oh, Eric, you’re so hard. Is it for me?”

Who else would he be this hard for? Trey? No chance. “Yes.

For you.”

She ran a single finger up the length of him and settled her fingertip in the tiny opening at the tip. Eric sucked an exited breath through his teeth.

“That’s it, Rebekah. Relax.” Trey had two fingers inside her ass now. “I’m hard for you too.”

“You are?” She glanced over her shoulder. “Show me, Trey.”

Trey whipped his hard dick out of his boxer shorts, and Rebekah’s hand moved to circle Eric’s cock as she stared at the evidence of Trey’s excitement. She tugged Eric’s cock a few times, and his eyes drifted shut.

“Touch yourself, Eric,” she panted. “Please.”

She released him and grabbed his hand, directing it to the smooth hot flesh of his cock.

“Look at me and touch yourself,” she instructed.

He definitely wanted to touch himself when he looked at her.

Trey pulled away and moved around the bed to a side table drawer. “I wonder if someone thought to restock our fun drawer.”

He pulled it open and found it empty. “Ah, this sucks.”

Brian and Sed had been the ones who replenished their stock of sex toys, condoms, and lubricants. Now that the two were in committed relationships, Eric supposed they had less need for the usual supplies.

“I’ll be right back,” Trey said. “Keep her warm while I’m gone, Eric.” He tucked his cock into his shorts and left the bedroom.

Rebekah’s eyes met Eric’s. “Did you like watching me touch myself in my bunk?” she whispered, an adorable blush staining her cheeks.

“It was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” He collapsed onto his back beside her and clung to the covers so he wouldn’t be tempted to jack off until Trey got back.

She chuckled. “I doubt that.”

“I mean it.”

“Which part did you like the best?”

“All of it.”

“Did you like when I played with my nipples?”

Eric swallowed and nodded.

“And when I took off my panties?”

He’d thought his heart would leap out of his chest when she’d thrown them at him. And when he’d caught the scent of her pussy.

Damn. “Yeah.” Eric squeezed his eyes shut and banged the back of his head repeatedly on the mattress. He obviously needed something a bit harder than a bed to knock some sense into himself. He could still feel the silky texture of her panties on his fingertips. His hands remembered every caress against her warm, soft skin. He remembered the taste of her pussy. Its smell. He shuddered as the recollection of each erotic sensation merged to fuel his excitement.

Rebekah crawled closer until her body partially covered his. Her bare breast against his naked chest had him on the verge of orgasm.

Why couldn’t he be like the other Sinners and fuck for hours without coming? Oh no. A girl touches him, and he’s ruining another pair of jeans. Fuck. It so wasn’t fair. He gulped air and tried to curtail his arousal before he started spurting all over his belly. She grabbed a handful of Eric’s hair in each fist and forced him to look at her.

She was so beautiful, he could hardly stand to keep his eyes open.

“What else did you like?” she demanded.

“Everything,” he insisted. “Especially when you came.” Oh dear God. Her entire body had quaked, and her fingers had been buried inside her pussy. And. And… Eric squeezed his eyes shut and tried not to think of that beautiful sight. Or her scent. Or the little sighs of pleasure she made. Or her taste. Ah God. He was gonna come.

The first pulsations of release were already causing pleasure spasms deep inside.

“Did you think that was sexy?” she whispered. “When I came for you?”

She came for him? Eric grabbed the head of his cock and squeezed. Hoping the pain would calm his excitement a bit.

“Everything about you is sexy, Rebekah,” he gasped.

“Really?” Her voice cracked. She looked like she was going to cry again.

Eric’s heart panged, and he released his punishing hold on his cock to touch her face with his fingertips. “What’s wrong? I can’t stand it when you’re sad.”

He hadn’t noticed the traces of pre-cum on his palm, but she did. She turned her head and licked it from his hand. “Mmm. Is that for me?”

“Ah, shit,” he groaned. Don’t come. Don’t come. Don’t come, he repeated to himself silently.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

He bit his bottom lip and shook his head. “Not exactly. If you do one more sexy thing, I’m going to embarrass myself even more than usual.”

“What do you mean?” she asked.

He couldn’t tell her he had control issues.

She turned her head and looked down his body. “You’re still really hard,” she noted. She released his hair and reached for…

Eric moved sideways along the bed until his feet found the floor.

She still had a handful of his hair clutched in one fist, but she released it when he winced in pain.

“I’m going to see where Trey went. He should have been back by now,” Eric said.

“But…”

Eric hurried out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him. He banged the back of his head against the door until he could remember how to breathe again.

“What are you doing?” Trey whispered loudly from the open bathroom to Eric’s left. From the look of things, Trey had just rubbed one out himself. Hadn’t he left the bedroom to get anal lube or something? Why was he jerking it in the bathroom? “And you’re still hard.” Trey came into the hall to smack Eric in the arm. “Get back in there and fuck her, you idiot.”

Eric stared at him. “What?”

“You like her, don’t you?”

“N-no. You can—” Trey punched him in the shoulder. “No. I didn’t give up a sweet piece of ass so you can chicken out. Get back in there. How are you not fucking her right now? I was sure she was excited enough before I left.”

Trey yanked Eric away from the door so he could open it and shove Eric inside. The door closed behind him, and for a panicked second, Eric pushed against the door trying to escape. Apparently, Trey was leaning against it from the outside.

“What’s going on?” Rebekah asked.

The sound of her voice made his overexcited cock twitch.

He turned to face her. Might as well spell it all out no matter how embarrassing it was. “Just looking at you excites me to orgasm.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It’s pathetic, isn’t it?”

She shook her head. “I’m glad.”

She was lying on her back. While he watched, she spread her thighs. Using her fingers, she spread her labia to reveal her opening.

He took his cock in his hand and closed his eyes. “If you don’t stop showing me things like that, I’m going to come.”

“Come closer, Eric,” she murmured. “Will you do something for me?”

“Anything.” He meant it.

“Will you come on my clit?”

He nodded.

“And then lick it off until I come too?”

Eric’s mouth went dry. He approached the bed as if his dick were a dousing wire and Rebekah’s pussy was the deepest, purist artesian well ever discovered. He pulled her to the end of the bed and stood between her wide-open thighs.

She sat up so she could see what was happening.

Eric bent over her so that the head of his cock was perfectly aligned with her clit. He could feel her moist heat against his cock head. Knew that if he shifted down a couple of inches and surged forward he’d be inside her sweet pussy. Possessing her. Fucking her.

He sucked a breath through his teeth. Just the thought of entering her was too much. He imagined what that hot, slick sheath would feel like around him. He collected her slick fluids with his fingertips and stroked them over the surface of his cock slowly. He repeated the motion until his entire length was wet with her juices. He was careful to keep his cock in line so that he would spurt on her clit as she’d requested. He fought orgasm as long as he could, wanting her anticipation to build.

“Oh God, Eric. Hurry. Hurry. I want your cum on me now.”

She shifted forward a couple inches and rubbed her clit over the head of his cock. “I want to watch it come out.”

Eric cried out as the pulsations of pleasure gripped the base of his cock. Spurt after spurt of cum erupted from his body. They watched it bathe her clit. Both held their breath. Both shuddered with excitement.

“Oh God, Eric, that is so hot. Lick it now. Please.”

Eric really just wanted to collapse on the bed and catch his breath, but he couldn’t let her down. He wanted to give her what excited her. What she wanted. Needed. Even if that meant he had to lap up his own cum. He dropped to his knees on the floor and tentatively protruded his tongue, trying to get over his uneasiness. His first taste was not pleasant, not sweet like her fluids, but her excited crooning got him over his hesitation quickly. He licked her clean, swallowing their mingled fluids, and continued to lick her until her thighs clamped over his ears, and she came against his face with a startled cry. He blew cool breaths over her hot pussy until she eventually released him. She fell back on the bed, her body quaking sporadically.

Eric staggered to his feet. He stood at the foot of the bed gazing at her. Her beauty stole all coherent thought and made his cock stir with renewed excitement. Eric might not last for hours, but he had no problem getting it up a dozen times in a row. Not that it mattered. Now that Rebekah was satisfied, it was time to return to his bunk and try to get some sleep.

“Good night,” Eric said.

She rolled onto her side and curled into fetal position, looking all vulnerable and irresistible. “Good night,” she whispered.

He hesitated, his heart thudding. He didn’t really want to leave.

“Can I stay?”

She glanced at him and nodded. “If you want to.”

“I do.”

He switched off the light and stumbled around in the dark until he found the bed. He climbed between the covers. He heard her move a moment later. She joined him between the sheets, but he forced himself not to reach for her. He knew he’d just get excited again, and then he’d end up trying to fuck her, and ultimately disappoint her with his lack of control.

Rebekah’s warmth moved closer. His heart thudded faster. Her cool hand touched his belly, and he was instantly hard again. Damn.

She was going to think he was some horny loser who only wanted one thing. And maybe he was.

“I’m sorry I made you do that,” she whispered.

“What?”

“Lick your cum off me.”

Eric chuckled. “You didn’t make me. If I didn’t want to, I would have refused.”

“I’m glad you didn’t refuse. I’ve fantasized about it for years. It was really hot.” She moved closer. “You. You’re really hot.”

“You have no idea.” Another inch, and she’d discover he was already turned on again. He rolled on to his belly and squashed the evidence into the mattress. Her hand slid across his lower back and he tensed. She cuddled up against his arm, her bare breast pressing into his flesh.

Why had Trey left him alone with her? He couldn’t possibly be expected to keep his hands to himself under these conditions. She was naked. And he was still horny. He was always horny. Why was he so fucking horny all the time? Rebekah snuggled closer, pressing her cheek to his shoulder. Ah God, he was so hard again. He wanted to fuck every inch of her. So not romantic. Not what she deserved.

“I should go,” he murmured.

“Is Trey coming back?” she asked quietly.

Eric’s heart gave an unpleasant lurch. “I don’t think so.”

“I guess he changed his mind.”

“I can go get him if you want him.”

“He’s not interested.”

“Sure he is. He just stepped aside because he knows…” I want you. Eric bit his lip to stop himself from revealing too much.

“Knows what?”

“Nothing.”

Her hand slid lower on his back. He sucked a breath through his teeth. He was so going to lose control in like five seconds.

“Tell me.” Her hand slid lower over his ass. “Eric?”

He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her beneath him.

His cock brushed the inside of her thigh, and he shuddered. “He knows how much I want you.”

“You do?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone more.” Not even when Brian’s wife, Myrna, had toured with the band and he’d walked around with perpetual blue balls for months.

Rebekah’s mouth found his in the darkness. She kissed him as if he needed to be taught a lesson. He couldn’t get enough of her.

“I can’t tell you how much I need to hear that,” she whispered.

“Then I’ll tell you a million times.”

“But I can’t have sex with you.”

“Oh.” He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised that she didn’t return his attraction.

“I want to do other things with you though.”

“Other things?”

“I really like it when you watch me.”

“You do?”

“I do.”

His heart thudded with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. “Can I watch you again, right now?”

“If you promise you’ll be okay with no sex.”

He didn’t have a problem with that, but he wondered why she was reluctant. “Why don’t you want to have sex? Are you a virgin or something?” He covered his mouth with one hand. Why did things fly out of his mouth like that?

“Something.”

“What kind of something?”

“I don’t want to say.”

“You can tell me.”

Her body was all stiff beneath him now. She sighed in exasperation. “I’m totally out of the mood now.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll be quiet.”

She chuckled. “Too late for that.”

“I should leave, I suppose.”

“Or you can get me excited again.”

“I’m not sure I’m the right man for the job.”

“What do you mean?” Her fingers brushed his hair in the darkness, and he shuddered.

“I’m not good at it. Not like the other guys. I get too excited too easily.”

“I like that about you.”

“You do? I always come way too fast.”

“Lots of guys do.”

Maybe, but none of the guys in Sinners did. They were all fucking studs, and Eric felt like more of a dud. He remembered how happy he’d been when Jace had joined the band. Vertically challenged guys were supposed to be lacking in the package department.

When Eric had seen the size of Jace’s massive cock for the first time, he had contemplated suicide.

“Maybe we can help each other out,” she whispered.

“Help each other? How?”

She took a deep breath. “Maybe you can help me relax and get comfortable with my body again, and I can help you last longer.”

“What’s wrong with your body?” Looked perfect to him. Felt perfect too.

“I don’t want to say. If I disgust you—”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You’re the hottest woman I’ve ever seen in my life.”

She giggled. “So do we have a deal?”

Seemed like a strange arrangement, but if it meant he got to spend more time with Rebekah in a sexual capacity, then he was all for it.

“How do I help you?” he asked.

“Touch me. Just not there.”

“Where?”

“You can touch me anywhere. Just not inside… not inside my… p-pussy.” She said that last word in a rush, as if it turned her on just to say it.

He wanted to touch her inside her p-pussy. So much. “Why?”

“I’m not ready to tell you yet.” He could feel her heart thudding like a jackhammer in her chest.

“Okay. I’ll touch you. I think I can handle that.” He chuckled.

Oh yes, he could definitely handle that. “But how are you going to help me?”

She was quiet for a long moment. He was beginning to think she’d decided that he was beyond help when she said, “What makes you come the fastest?”

“Certified Grade A pussy.” A second too late, he realized he shouldn’t have said that. Ugh, I’m a fucking idiot! He winced, waiting for her to cuss him out. She just laughed.

“Well, I can’t help you with that. My pussy is off limits. What about oral? Do you like that?”

Was there a man in existence who wouldn’t want her plump lips wrapped around his cock? If there was, he wasn’t one of them. “Oh yeah, I like oral.”

“So you touch me, and I’ll suck you.”

“You’re going to suck my cock?” Just the thought made him shudder with excitement.

“Would you like that?”

He moaned in torment. He couldn’t form an intelligible sound, though he wanted to tell her exactly how much he’d like that.

“Okay, lesson one.” She squirmed. “Roll onto your back.”

“What? Now?” His balls tightened.

“Why not? Do you have something better to do?”

Oh. My. God. He loved this woman’s spontaneity so much. “No.”

He rolled onto his back. When her delicate hand slid over his belly, he cried out. Damn. He was already so fucking excited, the second her lips touched his cock he’d be coming.

“You are really sensitive, aren’t you?” she murmured.

Every inch of him, but eight inches in particular.

She slid down his body and kissed his belly. He squirmed sideways along the bed. At this rate, she wouldn’t even have to touch his cock to make him come.

She chuckled. “Hold still.”

“God, I want you, Rebekah.”

“Do I really excite you that much?”

He nodded vigorously. “Yeah. I can’t take it. I want to fuck every inch of you.” He bit his lip, wishing she’d gag him so he’d stop blurting inappropriate shit.

Her hand slid down his hip bone. He sucked a deep breath through his teeth.

“Try to think about something else,” she advised, before directing his cock into the warm confines of her mouth.

Think of something else? Was she fucking kidding him? How could he possibly think of anything but the feel of his cock head lodged in her throat? Her tongue stroking the underside of his shaft?

Her tiny hand lodged against the base of his cock to hold him steady while she pulled back with strong suction?

“Ah fuck, Reb. I’m gonna come. Like right now.”

She kept drawing back until he popped free of her mouth. “No, you aren’t. The longer you hold back, the sooner we’ll do this again.”

“What?” He couldn’t think well enough to reason through her statement.

“If you last five minutes, we’ll try lesson two tomorrow. If you last ten minutes, we’ll move on to lesson two as soon as you can get it up again.”

“What’s lesson two?”

“I’m not sure yet, but I guarantee you’ll like it.” He could hear the smile in her voice.

“What if I last ten seconds?” Because honestly, he’d be surprised to last that long.

“No lesson two.”

“None?”

“Nope. I’m timing you with the clock there. Fight release as long as you can.”

She took his cock into her mouth again, and he cried out. But he didn’t come. He bit his lip and tried to think of the least sexy thing he could. He settled on solving complex mathematical equations in his mind. It kept his big head occupied (sorta), but his little head’s attention was one hundred percent on the pleasurable tug of Rebekah’s lips as she sucked him. The writhing of her tongue. The moisture. The heat.

Rebekah was sucking his cock.

Sucking him. Rebekah.

Sucking. In her mouth. His cock was in her fucking mouth.

Thank God it was dark, so he couldn’t see it happening. He shuddered hard and clenched muscles, fighting orgasm. No good.

Too excited. Felt too good.

Rebekah…

“Okay, I’m done,” he gasped. “I’m gonna…”

She sucked harder. Oh God. He was going to come in her mouth. With no condom. Would she swallow it? Or spit it out? Shit.

“Stop. You have to stop. Reb.”

Her soft hand slid over his balls. He lost all semblance of control.

Gave himself to the blinding pleasure. To the spasms of ecstasy that gripped his entire body. He flooded her mouth with his fluids. Instead of the startled or disgusted reaction he expected, she swallowed him and stroked his balls with her fingertips until he was shouting in triumph.

Unfortunately, that feeling was short-lived. She lifted her head and he slipped from her warm mouth. “Three minutes.”

He flushed in embarrassment. Damn it. He hadn’t even lasted five. Did that mean no more lessons? He couldn’t really blame her if she never wanted to touch him again. What woman wanted to be with a man who had absolutely no control?

“Did I really excite you that much?” Her voice had a hint of pride and happiness.

He lifted his head, but couldn’t see her expression in the darkness. “Fuck, woman. I’m surprised I lasted that long. The second your lips touched my dick, I thought I was going to blow.”

She giggled, and his heart warmed. If it made her happy to make him come quickly, he was certain to make her the happiest woman in existence.

“Well, the deal was a minimum of five minutes, though I was really hoping for ten, so I could start lesson two tonight. That was fun.”

Fun? It had been fan-fucking-tastic.

She slid up his body and kissed him. He could taste himself on her lips. On her tongue. His cock twitched with renewed excitement. She tugged her lips from his. “You taste good, huh?”

“Not as good as you do. Are you sure I only lasted three minutes?

Maybe you read the clock wrong.”

“I’m sure.”

“Does that mean no more lessons?” He felt like crying. “Ever?”

“I didn’t say that. You lasted longer than ten seconds. Because you didn’t make it five minutes, there will be no lesson tomorrow.

You’ll have to wait until the next day.”

He was smiling with relief and happiness, but he said, “There is no way in hell I can wait that long.”

“You don’t have a choice. That was our deal. And now it’s your turn to live up to our bargain.”

Yeah, it was. “Just tell me what you want me to do.”

This arrangement between herself and Eric was perfect. He might be able to help her get over her fear of intercourse, and then she could go back to seducing Trey. Except Rebekah wasn’t sure if she was really interested in Trey anymore. He’d obviously left because she’d freaked out when she’d felt his cock against the opening of her vagina, and she had made him stop. Again. As hot and sexy as Trey was, she was feeling something more substantial for Eric. She wasn’t sure what it was yet. His excitement and enthusiasm made her feel beautiful. Wanted. Irresistible. And he was fun. And generous. And almost as spontaneous as she was. She liked him. It would probably wear off quickly—the topsy-turvy happiness he brought bubbling to the surface. This kind of overwhelming emotion never lasted. But while it did, they could certainly have a lot of fun together. And help each other with their sexual inadequacies at the same time.

“Touch me, Eric,” she urged.

“Where?”

“Everywhere.”

He used those wonderful, strong hands to awaken every inch of her skin.

“Kiss me, Eric.”

“Where?”

“Everywhere.”

“Can I turn on the light?” he asked, his lips against a sensitive spot just beneath her ear. “I want to look at you.”

“If you want to.”

He found the lamp on the side table and switched it on. They blinked at each other as their eyes adjusted to the glare. He smiled and touched her face. She turned her head slightly to kiss his bandaged thumb. “How’s your cut?’

“It’s fine.”

He didn’t move for a long moment. Just stared at her. Made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.

“Is this real?” he murmured.

“It feels real.”

She lifted a hand and toyed with the long lock of blue hair curling around his throat. “Are you really okay with this? I don’t want you to feel used.”

“Why would I feel used?”

“I make you touch me—” He covered her lips with his fingertips. “You’re not making me do anything. I want to touch you.”

“But what do you get out of it?”

“I get to be with you. That’s all I want.”

Her heart melted. She didn’t know he had a sweet side. She added it to the growing list of things she adored about him.

He grinned crookedly. “Plus, I already got one fantastic blow job and only have to wait two days for another.”

She chuckled. Didn’t take long for him to cover up that sweet side. “I feel like I’m manipulating you, Eric.”

“If that’s what you want to call it, fine with me. Please continue to manipulate me. I get off on it.”

She hugged him and rubbed her nose against his collarbone. “If you ever want out of this bargain, promise you’ll tell me.”

“I promise. You’ll do the same for me?”

She nodded.

“Good. Now stop worrying about this and tell me what you want me to do.”

“I already told you. Kiss me.”

“Everywhere?”

She nodded.

“Do you mind if I tell you how beautiful you are the entire time?”

“I think I can live with that.”

He kissed her lips, delighting them with a gentle suction. “These are the most succulent lips I’ve ever tasted,” he whispered. He stroked her hair with both hands as he kissed her again. “And they feel even better wrapped around my cock.” He dipped his tongue between them.

She laughed. “You’re like Mr. Romance and Mr. Porn Star wrapped in one.”

“Sorry. I have this bad habit of saying everything that pops into my head. I know it’s a total turnoff. I’ll try harder to stay quiet.”

“Actually, I kinda like it.”

He quirked an eyebrow at her. “You do?”

She nodded.

“You’re weird.”

“You’re weird too,” she said defensively.

“I guess that means we’re perfect for each other.” He stared into her eyes, challenging her to deny it.

“I guess so,” she said.

He smiled. She could feel his heart thudding against her chest.

“Where was I?” He trailed kisses over her cheek. “This is the cutest face I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He kissed her eyelids. “These are the prettiest blue eyes.” His fingers, tangled in her hair, kneaded her scalp.

“The silkiest hair with the most awesome color that matches mine.”

She giggled. He slid down to kiss her neck. He suckled gently and explored the tender flesh there until she gasped in delight when he found that most sensitive spot below her ear. She moaned when his suction intensified, and his tongue lavished that spot until her nipples tightened unbearably and a flood of heat rushed between her thighs.

“Eric.”

“I love it when you say my name.” He breathed into her ear.

“It’s so sexy.” His lips returned to her sweet spot to work her into a frenzy.

“Eric,” she gasped again. “Oh please. Suck my tits.” His entire body shuddered and he lifted his head.

“Fuck, woman, don’t say things like that.” He shifted his hips and she felt the head of his cock against her throbbing pussy.

She tensed. “No. Don’t.”

“I won’t put it in,” he promised. “Not until you ask me to. You can trust me, Rebekah.”

She nodded, her stomach in knots, but she did trust him. Even though all he had to do was thrust forward and he’d be buried inside her, she trusted that he wouldn’t do it. Her pussy clenched at the thought of him inside her. It wanted to be filled with him, but emotionally, she wasn’t ready yet.

He eased down, his cock head losing contact with her wet and swollen flesh. She was seconds from asking him to do it. To just put it in and get it over with. His hands moved from her hair to her breasts. He cupped them and stared at them, as if in awe.

“You have such perfect breasts, Rebekah. I love how your pretty, pink nipples get hard when I look at them.” They were straining for his attention even now. He lowered his head and drew the flat of his tongue over one nipple and then the other. He then blew a cool breath over their wet surfaces and she shuddered.

“Suck them, Eric,” she whispered. “Please.”

He huffed several excited breaths and then lowered his head to suck one eager nipple into his hot mouth. She cried out and grabbed his hair. Her back arched, and she held him to her breast, mewing in delight as the pleasurable sensations of his hard suction swirled from her breast to her belly to her throbbing pussy and clit. “Oh yes. Like that,” she panted. He sucked until she was sure she couldn’t take any more pleasure, and then he switched to her other breast. She cried out and panted his name. “Eric. Eric.”

He yanked his mouth away. “Ah shit, I’m about to come again,” he groaned, his eyes squeezed tightly shut.

“Come on my tits. I want you to.”

He moved so fast, he left her disoriented. He straddled her rib cage and slid his hard cock up her chest. He pressed her breasts together, so that they surrounded his cock, and began to thrust.

Rebekah’s eyes opened wide. She’d never had a man fuck her tits before. She wasn’t sure how to respond. His cock head looked incredibly inviting as it disappeared and reappeared from the top of her cleavage. She bent her neck and extended her tongue to lick it. Eric groaned. Fucked her faster. His excitement fueled hers. She clung to his ass, suddenly wanting him to pump like that into her pussy. She flicked her tongue over his cock whenever it came within reach. He cried out and drew back. His hand released her breasts and grabbed his cock to spurt that first pulse of cum over one breast and a second pulse over the other.

His free hand moved to the headboard to steady himself as his body quaked with release.

“Ah, Reb,” he gasped brokenly. “You are too good to me.”

“That was fuckin’ hot,” she said. “I need to come. I’m so turned on right now.”

He climbed off her belly and laid down beside her. He rested his head on her shoulder, still breathing hard from his exertions. His hand moved between her thighs and slid over her wet folds before finding her clit. He rubbed her slowly with firm pressure at first. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation. Nothing else. Just the pleasure throbbing through her clit. His fingers moved faster.

Faster. Her pleasure built and built. When it burst, she cried out and shuddered in ecstasy. He rubbed her hard and fast the entire time she came, prolonging her pleasure. Her pussy clenched in delighted spasms, but felt so hopelessly empty. She slid two fingers inside to alleviate its ache. Eric lifted his head unexpectedly and moved to investigate.

“That is so beautiful,” he whispered. “You have no idea how much I want to slide my cock inside there.”

She slid her fingers in and out of her slick passage, and Eric shuddered. His motions on her clit intensified again.

“Come for me again,” he urged. It took her awhile, but his relentless rub on her clit and her own thrusting fingers brought her to orgasm again.

“Damn, I’m so hard again,” he muttered. “Woman, you’re driving me crazy.”

He fell onto his back and took his cock in both hands, stroking its length slowly. Rebekah had never had such gratifying sex in her life, and technically they hadn’t even had sex. She lifted her body from the bed and kissed a trail down his hard chest and washboard belly. The man didn’t have an ounce of fat on him. She supposed all that drumming kept him in good shape. He sucked a breath through his teeth when she planted a kiss just beneath his navel. When she moved between his legs, he released his cock and lay there in trembling anticipation.

“You don’t think I’m going to suck your cock, do you?” she teased.

“No?”

“You wouldn’t want me to go against our deal, would you?”

He grinned down at her. “Actually, yeah, I would.”

“Keep stroking it,” she said.

He started to rub himself again. She lowered her head to suck on the loose skin covering his balls.

“Ahhh,” he cried out in protest and moved away.

“You don’t like that?” she asked.

“Fuck yeah, I like that,” he said.

“Then hold still.” She loved his exaggerated response as she sucked and licked his sac. He was jacking off so hard that he was sure to spurt again in seconds. She drew one nut carefully into her mouth and sucked gently. He stroked himself faster, groaning in torment.

She repeated the treatment on his other nut. It took him quite awhile to come, even though he obviously enjoyed every minute. When he finally erupted, she pulled back to watch him spurt over his belly.

Even after he was completely spent, he continued to groan and tremble in delight. When she moved to collect his cum with her tongue, he released his cock and stroked her hair.

“Oh, baby, that felt so good.”

“Then why did it take you so long to come that time?” she asked, finding his delightful juices in the middle of his belly and lapping them up.

He hesitated, pausing in reflection of what had just happened.

“I don’t know.”

She thought maybe she did. Helping him with his problem was going to be a hell of a lot easier than she’d first anticipated. And as much as she wanted him inside her already, hers might be just as easy a fix.