Tastemetoo2 - Taste Me Too

Date idea: we go to a record store and pick out an album to fuck to

The singer's brows furrowed as she concentrated on not cumming, she was a good girl after all. She was going to hold out as long as she could; she took a deep breath inhaling and the exhaling roughly. The songstress nodding her head franticly, her blonde curls shaking as she did so. Her blue green eyes meeting his dark chocolate ones as he pulled his fingers from her and tasted her juices. A whimper rolling from her lips and she arched her back against the black leather seat. His fingers slowly coming to rest on her plump bottom lip, her mouth opened instinctively swirling her tongue around his fingers snd sucking tightly down on his fingers. A "Hmm" vibrating deep in her chest as she continued to fuck him with her blue-green eyes.

His words completely filled her ears as he used his other hand to start fingering her again. She nodded confirming his statement, "I'm yours, baby. Am I being good? ..." her voice coming out in soft gasps as she concentrated on not cumming. A slight sheen of sweat forming on her forehead as she softly cried out, "Baby..." she moaned again this time her hands needs to hold on to something else. Her hands reached between them and began slowly palming him over his jeans. If she was being driven crazy he was coming along for the ride.

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing. 

Looking back as she made her way to the bedroom she could see his hand moving up and down his hard member. Her heeled feet jingled against the marble floors paired with her laughter as she watched him. “Greedy.” She murmured shaking her head; his hand grabbed her waist before he bounced them onto the bed. Her body settled into the comfortable mattress and the plush duvet, the way his brown eyes met hers caused her heart to race. Vinny’s voice got deeper the needier he was for her; it kept her attention on him and him alone. The tenderness her showed no one else could ever match. He knew her in every sense of the word. He also knew she had a hard time choosing what she wanted. She wanted all of him at once, longing sent her over the edge. The lick of his tongue just beneath her belly button caused her to undulate her hips into the mattress in response. A moan tumbling from her red lips as her hands gripped his forearms, holding on for dear life as he wedged himself between her legs and toyed with her.

His member gently skimming her entrance and then deliberate back and forth movements had her mouth poised open. Her eyes clenched shut as she tried to concentrate on an answer for him - she willed herself to speak but the only word she could remember slipped from her lips and it was his name… “Vinny” she moaned softly as she sucked in a breath. “I - ..” Her voice broke as she rolled her hips up to be even closer to his body anyway she could. “Inside - now” her words broken as she leaned up to press her lips to his her tongue darting out to suck and taste him deeply. The whiskey still lingered on his breath, mixed with his naturally sweet taste she was intoxicated. “ I’m ready baby, I need you” she moaned treading her fingers through his hair and grabbed him at the nape of his neck. 

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What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'

SABRINA CARPENTER Short n' Sweet Album (2024)

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing.