My Favorite Singer!

Female's P.O.V~

He pressed me against the wall, pinning me as he represented a smile at me. "What are you doing?" I demanded, not panicking. Because I knew he cannot harm me.

In my opinion. He is the nicest and sweet-hearted person. He can harm no one.

Even the way he looks at me is so gentle.

He's a popular singer. My favorite singer. A heartthrob who ran into me while running away from the trail of his fans.

"I know you like me. You were in the front row of my concert. I saw you shouting my name at the top of your lungs." He stated the obvious, melting me from his sweet tone.

His lips were breathing near mine, sending shivers down my spine as I just nodded.

I nodded in reply, enchanted by his beauty. How can someone be so beautiful?

My mind was giving me bad ideas and his action were of no help at all as well. "Can I kiss you?" He asked. I already knew where this was going, so I cannot claim to be shocked.

"What?" But still, I asked.

"I couldn't take my eyes away from you throughout the night. No one has ever caught my eye like that. You're. You're so beautiful."

His tone was soaked with a peculiar feeling. He was talking as if he was bewitched. His eyes roamed all over my body like he was savoring every look he got at me.

Even though his request sounded absurd. I agreed!

I nodded to his question, waiting patiently for his lips as he moved his hands to my jaw, caressing my face as he stared at my lips for a good minute.

Abruptly I felt his lips breathing so close to mine, getting closer, as his hands slipped onto my neck.

His plump lips caught me. My whole body reacted to his lips, working wonders on mine. He tasted sweet.

He moved his lips as if he knew what he was doing. He was bewitching me.

His sloppy lips were urging me to pull him closer, and I did.

His vast body didn't miss a chance and pulled me closer, as his hands started driving over my body. "Fuck! You're so beautiful!"

Without realizing our further movements, we were in the living room, kissing each other as I ground on his hips.

His hands were confident and dominant on me, which was bugging me and I couldn't take them any longer.

Male's P.O.V~

Her curvaceous body was urging my greed. I wanted to feel her further and when I slid my hand under her shirt to do so. But she pinned them back.

"Do you want me to stop?" I quickly asked, astonished by her response.

I was worried! I didn't want to do something she'd not like.

So, I asked if she was really okay with the things we were doing.

"I just want something else." She replied. Her eyes weren't like other females. She was more confident and self-aware. She didn't even hide her eyes from me when I asked her for a kiss. And now her eyes were bolder and more fearless.

"What do you mean?" I demanded, under her strength.

"You can stop me if you don't want it." She whispered it into my ear, rubbing her soothing skin to mine.

I couldn't understand what was happening or what she was saying until I felt her lips getting aggressive on my neck.

Her grip got stronger on my hair as her teeth dug into my skin.

I was astonished. I was more than appalled. My body had never undergone something like that before.

Even though my mind told me to stop, my body couldn't. My body liked it.

"Do you want me to stop?" She asked again, panting as if an animal has taken a bite of its favorite meal.

"No!" I replied. I was more shocked than her expression explained. She had read the bewilderment on my face.

But she didn't let it get to her, and she got up. Slowly stepping backward, she sat on the table right in front of me.

I wondered what would she do next. I wondered why she sat down like that.

And I tried touching her thighs.

But harshly, she slapped my hand away, grabbing my jaw. Her unhinged breaths were moving closer to my lips, juddering my soul.

"You will do nothing until I ask you to. Am I clear?" Boldly, she ordered.

"What are you saying?" I still couldn't understand anything.

"I make the rules here! You might be a big star, making everyone dance to your little finger, but here. It's my empire. It's my house! So, whose rule will there be?"

She wasn't joking. She meant every word she said.

Her hand shifted to my neck from my jaw, narrowing as her lips almost touched mine. "I asked you something. Are you not going to reply?"

Consumed and altered, I didn't realize why I felt an obligation to reply to her question. "Whose rules will there be?"

"Yours!" My eyes couldn't travel away from her. My heart couldn't rest. And all I could think was her lips on mine again.

I was expecting her to kiss me, with her being so close to me. But she didn't. She leaned back.

She stretched her legs apart, continuing her glare at me. I watched her balance herself against her hands on the table and lift her foot towards me.

From my knees to my thighs, she glided her bare foot to my clothed member.

Female's P.O.V~

He shivered at my touch on his thighs. His lips parted as he breathed sharply. His eyes kept roaming from my eyes to the movement of my foot.

I was loving the sweet reaction from him. I loved it so much that I wanted to see it more. "Do you like it Mr. Popular?"

I started rubbing his clothed length with gentle speed. Pressing his length mildly as I teased the buckle of his pants as well.

The more I rubbed his length, the more his body twitched. He quickly got a grip on the couch, syncing his whole body to my movements.

"Are you not going to reply to me?" I pressed his length hard, giving him a notion of my domination again.

His shaking breath quickly replied. "It. It feels good." He was loving it but was still composing himself.

"How about some more pleasure?" Departing my foot back, I slowly removed my pants, sexualizing every movement I made to leave myself only with the panties on.

"Come here," I ordered in a calming tone, watching him move as quickly as I formed my words.

Obedient and dazed, he crawled to his knees, fixing his knees between my open legs.

His eyes stared up at me, asking, what's next? "Do you still want to go on?"

"Y-yes!" He stuttered. Watching a boy down on his knees as he practically begs with his eyes to you. Who will not like it?

His perfectly toned body was calling for me. The way his body twitched with my slight touch; it wanted me so bad.

So, I slowly started pulling his costly shirt off. And he let me.

He moved his arms according to mine. His lips were seeking a chance to touch me. His hands didn't miss any possibility of gliding over my body as I watched him get fully naked.

"You look so happy down there." I teased his blushing face, sitting back again as I lead his face in my hand.

"You look so beautiful, but you know how you'd look more beautiful?" Inches away from my wetness, he sat under my total control.

"How?"

Replying to his question, I lead him to the way to look more beautiful.

And he responded with the same passion as mine.

His tongue, which was so eager to fight, and his lips, which were so keen to touch me, went aggressively on my entrance.

He sucked on my clitoris strongly. He flicked his tongue on me as his hands gripped my thighs.

I felt his sloppy tongue eagerly roaming into my entrance, smacking my clitoris, and I could feel his jaw as well.

His nose, his eyelashes. I could feel them all against my skin.

He was so eager, so thirsty, and so needy. I couldn't hold my moans back.

I moaned, unable to control my body, which was blooming with tingles all over it. It felt so good and fulfilling.

Every time his tongue thrust into me, I felt like cumming. "Why the fuck are you so eager? Have you never tasted a woman?"

He muffled against my entrance because of my question, eating me out with his entire strength. He looked too good. He looked so beautiful and appetizing. "You never let me eat you. It's been so long! So long since I last tasted your sweetness."

"What? Are you done roleplaying?" I pulled him back with his hair, watching my juices drip down from his chin. "Do you not want to be a singer anymore?"

"No role is better than being your baby boy!" He answered, still holding onto my thighs as he licked his lips clean.

Male's P.O.V~

She chuckled at my reply, sloping closer to my lips again as she inserted her fingers in my messy mouth.

Her eyes never changed on me, watching me with undying passion. "My filthy boy!" She slapped my face gently, sitting with me on the carpet.

I could not even breathe properly. I could not even think. All I wanted was, her.

"Sit against the couch." She ordered, adjusting closer to my body as well.

It had been such torture for me and the idea of finally feeling her was arousing me more.

Sitting back against the couch, I watched my dick stand up at attention. "How can you be so hard this quickly?" She teased with her words and with her fingers, rubbing the tip of my cock.

Her fingers moved from the tip of my cock to the base of it. I could feel the softness of her hand rubbing against my hardness. And I wanted to feel more.

So, I started thrusting against her hand, which was not appreciated by her, and she slapped my thighs back to the ground. "Have you forgotten the rules?" Her bitter tone slapped across my ears, straightening me back to my initial position.

I nodded, telling her that I had not forgotten my place. "Really? It doesn't look like it." She whispered in my ear, still playing with my cock as I held my urging need to thrust into her hand back.

"You look so into your character." Her fingers moved along with her words to my nipples, rubbing them gently. "Do you still want to be a singer?"

Her fingers proceeded, twitching my nipples as her other hand made my cock twitch.

The sloppy sound of her hand jerking my cock was getting louder with her building dominance.

"Are you going to sing for me?" The friction of both her hands started tormenting me badly. My dick twitched and shuddered from pleasure and my nipples burned and stung from the pain.

"Sing! I want you to sing louder. Let me hear you, baby!"

With her words urging me, I could not hold back my moans. "You sound just as beautiful as your blushing dick."

Her dirty words made me hide my face into her neck, holding onto her shoulders as she jerked with upraised speed now. "What? Is my celebrity boy shy?"

"Don't be shy. We're making music. You sound so good. Or is it the comparison? Should I not compare your gorgeous dick with your beautiful music?"

"Mommy!" Her tormenting words were making it way harder for me. My stomach was tied in a knot.

I felt my whole body burning and my dick twitching more and more, as she raised her speed to an unbelievable view.

"Mommy, I'm going to cum!" I squealed out, digging my nails into her shoulder and biting her skin. "Why are you stopping then? I want to hear you sing. Keep singing for me."

"But I want to cum inside you." I implored, stating my motive.

"You don't get to!" She fasted her speed even more.

"You were the one begging for roleplaying and when I agreed to it you couldn't even do it. You don't deserve to cum in me."

I moaned more and more to her words as I felt closer and closer to my release and within a few seconds of her strong thrusts.

I hustled controlling myself because I wanted to cum inside her but I soon realized she wasn't going to let me and quickly I felt myself oozing out so much cum.

She pushed me back against the couch and jerked me even faster, squeezing every drop of cum out of me. "Aww, your dick is more pretty now. With so much cum, my beautiful celebrity looks like a famous pornstar."

"Do you want to roleplay as a pornstar for me next time?"

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---Love, author!😘