EroticReverie

Sebastian Ambrose

My hips thrust forward, and up, my bare cock, filling Summer to the fucking hilt and more as she let's out a tiny scream, and a hiss. 

"Jesus fucking christ baby" I grunt, thrusting again, harder, harder, faster. Her legs wrapped around me, her body being jolted against the wall with each thrust as she hangs onto me with all she has. Her tits bouncing between us, brushing my chest as I grip the backs of her thighs, right below her perfect ass, pounding into her. 

Fucking Summer. Making love to Summer. Kissing Summer. Licking Summer between her gorgeous fucking legs.  Holding Summer. Laughing with summer, just fucking looking at her,  it's all the same, and it's all fucking amazing. 

"God I fucking love you" I groan as I keep going, her screams driving me further, my cock refusing to bust even as she cums on my cock. Her sweet voice, gasping curse words into my ear as her legs tremble around me, her body arching against the wall. 

I'm sure Summer saw the display of the girls outside of the room, that one girl with her tits out, the other propositioning me. I could only hope she knows just how much I fucking love her. I can't say it enough, it's all we've been saying to one another since she admitted she felt the same but was scared to feel so much, so soon. I wasn't scared, not of loving her. Never of that. But I was scared of something or someone coming between us. I was scared of what I could lose. I was fucking terrified of losing her.

I knew being of the girlfriend of a rock star wasnt glamorous, just like being a boyfriend to a popstar isnt either. Everyone had something to say. If they werent "Shipping" us, as Summer calls it, then they were being downright fucking disgusting with the hate they spewed through their keyboards. I know with dating someone famous, comes that "What if" they're tempted, everyone wants them, they could have anyone, all they have to do is snap their fingers. but it goes both ways, and I honestly think I'm the one who's more insecure about it. Summer is a fucking angel. An actual fucking living angel. She's fucking amazing, she's sweet, she's kind, she empathetic, and generous, and smart, and funny. She's level headed and considerate of peoples feelings, even when they don't fucking deserve her kindness. And she's the hottest fucking woman I've ever seen in my entire life. She's absoultely stunning, how she can be so fucking cute, yet sexy, and beautiful all at once, she fucking leaves me speechless everytime I look at her. She could have anyone, anyone at all. Yet here I was, her boyfriend, the guy she chose. Trey Tremano didn't fucking deserve in the least bit. But I cant say I do either. Nobody deserves her, not even me. But im going to hang onto her for dear fucking life, because there's nobody else for me. She was once a teenage fantasy of mine, a crush , a dream. Now here she was, gloriously fucking naked, her flesh against mine as we fucked like we starved for weeks, instead of hours. Summer Skye, was my dream girl, and I was living my god dream. And I never wanted to wake up. 

There's knocking on the door, the door knob turning and a few laughs and people taunting outside the door, when they clearly know what's going down. It's loud in the hall, but my girl, when I Fuck her? She's louder. 

She's wet, so fucking wet, and I can feel her dripping on my dick, on my balls, down my fucking thighs as we both grip each other again, our bodies becoming slippery from the sweat. It was already warm back here, and I'd already had the sweat of the stage and spotlights slicking my skin, but now I was drenched. 

"let me ride you" she pants when I go to regrip her legs again, she can tell the sweat on us is making my hands slip on her skin. 

I hate that whenever she wants to ride me, I breifly thnnk of Trey , her ex. That fucking interview where he told the world her favorite position. Riding. I'm not a violent guy by any means, but fuck, if I could kill one person...it'd be Trey. For embarrassing her the way he did. For being such a fucking asshole to the sweetest fucking woman I've ever known. It still pissed me off daily, hourly the shit he pulled. Not just with the interview, but everything. 

Summer doesn't like talking about their relationship, and frankly, I dont want to fucking hear about it, either. But we HAVE talked a little about it. Just little things that come up, that make me ask questions. Learning that Trey body shamed her in subtle ways, tried to control what she ate by making remarks about whatever it was she ate or ordered, or drank. Learning that he manipulated her into having sex with him their first time, and other times after. I swear, if I ever got that fuck alone, I couldnt promise I wouldnt empty the teeth from his mouth with my fist. 

I pull her off the wall and walk to the leather couch, dropping us down onto it, her in my lap , her hands coming to my face, her tongue licking over my mouth, as she sinks up and down on my cock, my hands grabbing her ass as she grinds on my dick, faster, faster, her hips working, bucking as our mouths knock against each other in a panting, tongue fucking frenzy.

Even when we were fucking dirty, or rough, we were always, always making love. Her teeth pinch my lip and tug and I groan , the slap of her skin against me as she bounces in my lap, and throws her head back, my mouth falling to her neck, licking her skin, tasting the salt of her flesh and dragging my panting mouth to her collar bone, over her tits, her chest heaving upwards, my mouth taking her nipple, groaning and biting down as she keeps moving her hips, fucking me as her breast bounces, her nipple slipping from my teeth as she grabs my hair, and pulls my mouth right back to her chest, to the other nipple. I bite that one, even harder, and she lets out a scream and I groan.

"i fucking love you" I growl against her nipple, and suck it hard into my mouth. She pulls my hair and pulls my head back, taking it from her breast and lifts up , the tip of my dick still inside her as she angles herself taller than me, and crashes her mouth over mine. 

"i love you Sebastian" she breathes hard. "I love you" she moans and I grab her waist, pulling her down, starting to the thrust up into her, needing my cock back inside of her as she pants, holding my face. Her tits bouncing and her pussy bouncing on my cock. 

"i'm gonna cum" she cries. "you're gonna make me cum again Sebastian" she whimpers and drops her head in the curve of my neck.

"i love you" she moans. "i love you" she pants again and I groan, those words my kryptonite. And as she cums again, I let myself go. Spilling inside of her , my cum finding it's way home inside of Summer. Right where it fucking belongs. 

"fucking fill me Sebastian" she cries and I groan loudly at her words, my hips jerking upward as she demands all of my cum. 

"yeah baby" she moans. "yeah, uh huh" she moans, her hips still moving, and I grunt, barely able to take how intense it feels.

"don't stop, don't you dare stop" she pants. "fuck me" 

I groan, and grab her ass and slap it and she yelps , and I turn and toss her onto her back, pushing one of her legs to the side and my hands brace against the couch as I thrust into her, her hands flying up to the arm of the couch to keep my from drilling her head into the arm of the couch, her tits bouncing on her chest harder as I go faster, slamming into her. She screams. I stop. 

"No! Dont stop!" she yells and I grunt, and keep going when it's clear I haven't hurt her. 

Did I live "the life of a rockstar" before Summer? Sure. I messed around with fans and groupies, had a few non serious girlfriends after making it big, and handful while trying to make it. But sex, has never, ever, been this fucking good. 

"You're my fucking soul mate Summer" I groan. Because what else could explain it? What else could make it feel like this? It was more than fucking, more than sex, or making love. We were together, connected, and I know she feels it too , everytime we touch now, everytime we look at one another, everytime we fuck like the world is on fire. 

"god" I grunt, hips pounding against her, my cock drilling deep inside of her as she keeps screaming my name, screaming little whimpers and moans. "you make me feel so fucking good Summer, fuck" I groan. 

"being your man, is all that fucking matters, i dont give a shit about anything else Summer, just you baby, god, i'd fucking die without you" I groan and drop my head and kiss her, her hands grabbing my back , nails digging in, legs wrapping around me now as I keep thrusting and she moans into my mouth. 

"i'd die without you too.... and i'll die with you..." she breathes and I fucking lose it again. Cumming hard, spilling inside of her. Cumming so hard I see fucking stars as I curse and hover over her, my hips thrusting once more as I let out a deep grunt, my hips demanding to cum deeper inside of her, my cock needing to flood the bottom of her cunt like always, unable to ever get deep enough inside her, my girl, my fucking life, my home, my heart, my entire fucking soul and being.