Playing me like a bass

Little bit of erotica I wrote about my celeb crush, comment below if you are a fan too!

My breath hitched as the car pulls up in the drive. I duck out of sight from the window. He would see me waiting, knowing how much I missed him. How much I ached for him. I go to the kitchen and try my best to look somewhat busy. Not let him no that every second has been torture. I don’t turn as I hear the door click and unlock. I don’t turn when the sound of bags hit the floor. I don’t turn when I hear the contented sigh.
“Baby.” I finally turn to him, my words caught in my throat. His hair is tousled from being on the road, his clothes wrinkled. He smiles and I can’t help but rush to him.
“Dally.” I wrap my arms around his long torso, my head resting on his chest. He presses a kiss to my head.
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”
“Oh really?” I step back and cross my arms.
“And that smirk of yours.”
“Oh, and what else?” I tease, and look him up and down.
“I miss having you how I want you. Pushing you against the wall, kissing that pretty neck of yours, and having you scream my name so the neighbors know that you are mine.”
He growls, his eyes pinning me in place. I shiver and Dallon moves closer, gently wrapping his long fingers around my wrists. I feel the rough callouses of his hands, from a life of playing bass.
“Hmm, maybe you should remind me.” He chuckles softly and his breath moves wisps of my hair.
“Maybe I should be so rough that you won’t be able to walk. Maybe I will bend you over right here and now and just take you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you sweetheart?” I smirk and press close to him.
“Maybe I will make you scream my name.” A shocked expression flickers over his face, but it’s quickly replaced with a sexy smile.
“I’d live to see you try sweetheart.” He says it in a way that is almost a challenge. He seemed confident that he could win this, but so was I.
I reach my hand to the back of his neck to pull him in for a kiss, but stop a breath away from our lips touching. I smile and run my hands through his hair, brushing my lips softly over Dallon’s before pulling back.
“You tease.” He growled. He tried pulling me in for a kiss and I put a finger on his lips.
“No touching Dally, I’m in control here.” He let his arms fall back and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.
“I’m all yours babybear.” He smirked and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I swallowed hard and turned around. I put my hair down, running my fingers through the long waves. I undid one button of my shirt at a time, one agonizing pop every couple of seconds. I let my shirt fall around me, hearing a small gasp from Dallon. I slowly eased my jeans down my waist, smirking to myself.
“Damn it babe, come here.” I smile over my shoulder.
“Oh, you want me? How much Dally?” I could see an outline of his hardness in his tight jeans, begging to be set free, but not quite yet. I wanted to hear him beg.
“I’ve wanted you from the second I left for the tour. I wanted to wrap your legs around my waist, and kiss that spot on your neck, tearing your shirt open, kissing down to your perfect breasts, taking one in my hand and the other in my mouth. I’d push your back into the wall, tearing the buttons off your jeans.”
I run my hands down my body, over my bra and panties. I feel a deep ache to let him do all these things, but a deeper need for him to shout my name and beg for my touch.
“Maybe you can…” I smile mischievously and he sighs in relief and stepped forward.
“I don’t know how long I could wait.” I laugh and put a hand on his chest.
“Well, not until later. Right now, it’s my turn.” I wink and get down on my knees, and Dallon sharply inhales.
“Baby girl.” He whispers real low.
I run my hands against the hard outline, earning another small gasp. Dallon groans and press his hips against my touch. I smirk at his eagerness. I unbutton his jeans with my fingers. I grab the zipper between my teeth and slide it down, releasing most of the pressure on his erection. He groans moves his hand down to my head and runs his hand through my hair, tugging slightly. I hum with approval.
“Take off your shirt DW.” He smirks and tugs it off quickly, tossing it will my pile. I kiss his boner through the fabric of his underwear before sliding it down his hips. His full length lays in front of my face, red and agitated with need. I run my tongue up the full length, and swirl my tongue along the tip. Dallon roughly tugged on my hair, letting out a deep moan. I felt the wetness if my need spreading from my core.
I continue taking him further in my mouth, sucking in my cheeks. I feel his knee going almost weak as he lets out another low moan.
“I want you baby girl.” He whispers.
I pull back and lick his precum. “Louder.” I put my mouth around him further, slugging gaging as he hits the back of my throat. “I want you.” I smile slightly moan more against him. He arches his hips forward.
“I….want you…Now.” I shiver and get up, kissing over the taught skin of his stomach, and his sternum heaving with each heavy breath. He reaches his hand around my back, lowering them and lift me up, forcing my hips against his. He flips us and presses me to the wall. He kisses my jaw, and tugs on my ear with his lips as he presses himself against my panties. I gasp sharply, arching my back against him. He growls as he presses more kisses against my neck, softly leaving marks. He grazes my skin with his teeth before biting my shoulder roughly. I gasp in a mix of pain and pleasure, throwing my head back.
“That’s for being such a tease, you dirty girl.” He smirks and licks the bite mark. “Let’s move to the bedroom.” I nod as he carries me down the hall, kicking the door open and throwing me down on the bed. He crawls up and presses his hips between my legs, rocking his hips. My core burns with need and I can’t breathe. “Dally” I gasp.
He reaches behind my back and unclips my bra, tossing it to the side. He roughly grabs one of my breasts while reaching his hand down and grazings a long finger over my panties.
“Such a little slut, you get so wet for me don’t you?” He pushes the panties to the side and pushes his tip along my folds.i moan loudly, and buck my hips against his. He grabs my panties and slides them down my legs and spreads my knees apart.
“I want you to look me in the eyes when I enter you, and don’t look away. His blue-grey eyes are dark and intense. I nodded quickly and he nodded as well.
He positioned himself against my entrance, and began counting down.
“5…4…”I brace myself and grab the bedsheets beside me. “3….” he stares me down. He slams in on 2, and I scream his name. He stays inside me and I moan.
“1” he says with a smirk.
“Dirty bastard.” I gasp. His eyes darken and his stare pins me down.
“I haven’t even started.” He slowly slides out, and enters yet again.
“Fuck you are so tight… I missed you like this.” I can’t even take his full length yet, the rest of the 9 inches yet to be inside me.
“More Dally…” he slams into me yet again, and I scream again, on a pain and pleasure induced high.
“What was that? Louder so I can hear.” He smirks and rocks his hips slowly. I felt the pressure of my core build.
“More..” I moan and he slams in again, I could take him deeper this time. My eyes have tears forming, but the heat only climbs higher. I look him in the eyes and raise my chin.
“More.” He slams in harder than what I thought possible.
“Dallon!”I scream and arch my back. He doesn’t let up and moans as he pounds into me, the ache inside me swirling into a wave of pleasure. My lumps shake and I can barely breathe.
“Baby, fuck.” Dallon moans and slows, only to pick speed back up. He lays his head on my chest as he continues to roughly slam into me. He moans in my ear, and I can’t help but to go over the edge, screaming his name and arching my back. I clench rightly around him, and feel him throb as we both ride out our highs. I lay limply as he collapses beside me, both of us breathing heavily. He holds my hand tightly and softly kisses my cheek.
“Again?” He asks with a mischievous smile.
“I won’t be able to walk for weeks.” I chuckle and lay my head on his chest.
“There is nothing wrong with staying in bed sweetheart.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hd0zpq/playing_me_like_a_bass