Zoey loves the band at her friend's wedding reception. Maybe too much. When the hunky lead singer invites her to a after party at the band's house, she jumps at the opportunity. Imagine her surprise when there really is a party. Well, it's a rock and roll party, and Zoey goes wild when a hot blonde groupie handcuffs her and takes command of the situation. Warning: This story contains extremely explicit consensual sex between adults and is intended for mature readers. If you are offended by very rough sex, spanking, girl-on-girl, and/or explicit descriptions of sex acts, please don't read this story.. Excerpt: Looks like the party's already started, Zoey said, sitting on the other couch. Jax sat next to her and snugged up close. Hi, I'm Zoey. Samantha, the blonde said. I guess you already know Mike and Dave. The drummer and bassist. So Jax invited you to the party? There really is a party? Zoey said, and instantly realized her mistake. Samantha barked a sharp laugh, leaned back and kissed Mike. Jax wrapped his arms around Zoey and nuzzled her ear. His hands started roaming, though just barely avoiding anywhere she might object. Zoey's face was still burning, knowing they all thought of her as a wanton groupie. You are so beautiful, Zoey, Jax whispered in her ear, and then kissed it. She giggled, cringing away, being ticklish. He kissed her on the cheek, and then the corner of the mouth. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. That gave her a thrill. I doubt that, but say it again, she said, and giggled. You, he said, kissing her lips lightly. …are the… Kissing her more deeply. …the most beautiful woman… His right hand cupped a breast through her dress, as he kissed her again. …in the world. Zoey caught his eyes, while gently biting his lower lip and giving it a tug. I think I love you. At least for tonight. About the Author: Jenevieve DeBeers leads a double life. By day, she is a dedicated worker bee in the corporate grind, but at night she surrenders to her deep, dark side and writes out all of the little fantasies that consume her day. Her characters enjoy all of the wild sexual escapades and daring deeds of lust and love that she wishes she was brave enough to enjoy in real life. Yeah, she lives vicariously through her characters.
