“Ah, so watching me sing makes you horny, huh? What do you say we have one hour at the after party and get the hell out of there, so I can give you a private performance, naked,” I winked positioning my erect length between her legs and ground myself against her. She squirmed and pressed her tits hard against my sweaty bare chest before lowering her mouth to lick the sweat from my collar bone to my ear. Shivers of desire ran through every cell I possessed. She made me so fucking hard I could have pulled a truck with my dick.
Leaning back, her hands ran up from my waist to my pecs, and she patted my wet skin. I never took my shirt off these days out of respect for her, but under those lights, I wore a light cotton shirt that was open to stave off the relentless heat. “Put me down or take me now,” she said with a naughty grin.
“Don’t tempt me.”
“I already did,” she smirked and reached down to stroke her hand over the thick bulge in my jeans.
“Hey, what happened to that innocent girl I met?”
“Didn’t you hear? She got corrupted by this hot shot rock star,” her sassy reply was followed up with a salacious smile.
“Too fucking right she did,” I confirmed kissing her again like she was my oxygen.
“Jesus, Flynn,” she gasped when I finally pulled away from her.
“Yeah, we just keep getting better, babe,” I said, knowing she felt the chemistry between us as much as I did.
“All right, put me down so you can get cleaned up. I’m going to call Mom, and make sure Liam is settled for the night. I just have a couple of things to sort out here, and I’ll meet you before the party.”
Valerie dropped her legs, and I slid her slowly over my hard dick on the way down. I craved that contact and groaned roughly. Placing her feet on the floor I patted her ass and yanked her hard against me again, “Don’t take too long, you’re killing me here,” I said, nodding down at my bulging jeans.
Valerie’s eyes followed mine, and another smirk quirked her lips. “Nonsense, it just recognized my touch, wait until it sees me later,” she teased, giggling as she turned and sashayed away still wearing those incredible fuck-me stiletto heels.
I spun on my heel and headed for the dressing room with purpose. I had one tiny after party to get through then I was intent on taking my woman to bed to get down and dirty with her. I was still buzzing from the adulation of the crowd but tired after a long hard tour. It seemed my work was never done, and there was always time for one more fan—Valerie.