“You were amazing tonight. The—fuck woman, what are you wearing?”
“Lipstick and heels. You like?” I held out my arms and turned around slowly, so he could get a good look at me from every angle. I’d worked hard for my toned muscles and defined abs, and I wasn’t afraid to show them off. Standing here, now, I felt powerful, and I wanted nothing more than to drop to my knees in front of Matt and taste him.
Matt stood, open mouthed in front of me. Fresh from the shower, he was dressed in an olive green t-shirt and black sweats, his bare feet making me groan inwardly.
“I just had the faster shower ever and I’m glad I did. You are a sight to behold, Rogue.” I walked over to him, pressing my body against his, his cock already hard. “I thought you were sore?” he murmured as he stared at me, pushing my hair back over my shoulders, exposing my breasts completely.
“I am. But I’ve not been able to stop thinking about this since you accosted me with your filthy words at the side of the stage tonight and the thought of you watching me all night while I played made me hot as hell. If I’d been wearing underwear, it would have been soaked.” I pulled his hand and pressed it against my folds. Widening my legs, I pushed forward slightly, so two of his fingers slipped inside me, groaning from the sting. “That’s all for you.”
Kissing him slowly, I let my tongue move and twist with his as his fingers edged in and out of me equally as slowly. We stayed like this for a while, exploring each other’s mouths while his fingers worked me until my legs trembled. Eventually, he pulled away breathlessly.
“Rogue, you're going to kill me.”
“You have no idea. Give me your fingers,” I whispered. As he lifted them, they glistened with my arousal. Bringing them to my mouth, I wrapped my lips around them, tasting myself, sucking hard, my eyes never once leaving his.
“Jesus, woman,” he groaned, palming his cock through his pants.
Pulling the hem of his top, I tugged his t-shirt over his head. He moved to help me, throwing it to the floor while I pulled down his sweats, finding him naked underneath.
“Commando, eh, big man? Were you expecting some action tonight?" I questioned, before I ran my tongue over the shell of his ear.
“A man can hope,” he replied. A shudder rippled through his body as my lips found his neck and my fingers raked over the back of his shaved head.
I stepped back to take him in as we stood before each other totally naked, except for the red heels I wore, and I couldn’t help the groan that fell from my lips as I appreciated his thick cock that bobbed heavily between his legs.
Slowly, I stepped around his body, running my fingers over his skin, taking my time to explore every inch of him. Feeling his hips, the divots of his abs, the muscles on his back, the huge curves of his biceps, and the solid arch of his ass. I savored the moment, watching him react to my touch until the rise and fall of his chest became frantic and his fists curled at his side.
“If you’re trying to see if you can make me come without touching my cock, you’re going the right way about it,” he groaned out. I stepped back around to stand in front of him again, placing a kiss on his cheek.
“Don’t worry, big man, I have every intention of touching your cock.” I wrapped my hand around his shaft, making him cry out my name. Looking down, I watched my hand move up and down his length, feeling the silkiness of his skin stretched tight. Creamy liquid leaked from his slit and I couldn’t resist running my finger through it.
“Is this for me?” I asked, rubbing the thick precum between my fingers and my thumb, looking up at his hooded eyes.
“Fuck, yes, it’s for you. You look stunning.”
I covered the tip of my finger in his arousal and pushed it into my mouth.
“Rogue, I swear, if you don’t let me touch you in a minute, my balls are going to explode.”
Cupping his heavy balls in my hand, Matt hissed, his whole body tensing.
“Yesterday you wanted me to say I’m yours. And I am, Matt. I belong to you. But I need you to say it too. Tell me you’re mine. Tell me you won’t run, that I can trust you not to hurt me, that you won’t get cold feet and break my heart.”
His eyes met mine. “I’m yours, Rogue. I promise. I swear. You have all the heart I have to give. I have stood by and watched you for years. I’ve dreamed of being the person to make you smile, make you come, see you in those God awful pajamas that you love so much, and get to protect you because you’re mine and not just because you pay me to. I get that you’re a Cosmic God, but I’m happy to worship at your feet if I get to live inside your orbit and have you love me even a fraction of how much I love you.”
I wrapped my hand tighter around his cock and began to move it from the head to the base and back again, needing a moment to quiet my inner voice that was currently whooping and high fiving herself that this man wanted me, and he’d just said something more profound and beautiful than any song I’d ever written.
“Tell me to get on my knees and suck you.”
“What?” Matt spluttered.
“I want you to tell me to get on my knees and suck you. I want you to tell me that you want to fuck my mouth.”
I watched his green eyes grow dark. “Rogue—”
“Matt, bossy you is hot as fuck. I want you to use that filthy, beautiful mouth of yours to tell me what to do.”
“You have no idea how hot that request is. Fine, first, tie up your hair.”