Roxanne
Daxon was my muse.
Up on stage, I just looked at him the whole time and he centered me. I felt like there was no crowd and I was just singing to him.
When the door to the private room closed, Daxon picked me up as he backed into the couch. He slowly sat down as we kissed.
I unbuttoned his shirt quickly as he kissed my neck. My fingers ran over those drool worthy abs as I felt Daxon’s teeth scrape against my neck.
“I need you, Roxanne,” He breathed.
I unbuttoned his pants as fast as I could. I could feel heat spreading between my thighs and I was dying to have him inside of me. Finally his erection was released from its bondage. I gave him a few strokes, making sure he was ready before easing down on his d**k.
Daxon threw his head back as he pushed me down until he was com
