Hearts Of Rock

Chapter Twenty-One - Madi

My phone ringing woke me up the following morning... Well afternoon according to the time displayed on the screen.

Damn, we must have been pretty exhausted after that second lot of fun we enjoyed together in the shower. Patty's name was flashing across the screen and even though he couldn't see me, I still started blushing, due to the fact that I was laying naked in bed, wrapped in his son's arms.

"Hi there." I answered groggily.

"It's after midday. Surely I didn't wake you Madi?"

"It was a long and busy night." I replied. I guess it kind of was. Memories of last night came flooding to the front of my mind, making me smile.

"Yes I heard about the little mishap after the concert on the bus. Is everyone alright?"

"Yeah we're all fine."

"Who's that?" Grumbled Cam, nuzzling into my neck. I covered the mouthpiece of the phone with my hand as I rolled over.

"Your Dad." I whispered before planting a kiss on his lips. I tried to pull away, but his moan of protest and his hand snaking around my neck, held my mouth against his for a moment longer. He snatched the phone out of my hand as he rolled onto his back.

"Cam!" I squealed, trying to take it back, but he held a hand out and grabbed one of my breasts, effectively stopping me from moving anywhere. I glared at him, but he spread his Cheshire cat smile across his face and put the phone to his ear.

"Dad... I love you... But piss off! We're trying to sleep!" Whatever Patty was saying to him made the smile slide of his face and a frown replaced it. "Shouldn't that be that if she hurts me, you'll kick her ass?" He looked over at me and rolled his eyes.

"What?" I asked quietly.

"Turns out my Dad loves you more than me." He replied and I burst out laughing. "What's so funny?"

"He doesn't love me more..." I started, but Cam held his hand up to shush me and listened into the phone.

"Nope. He reckons he loves you more." He said and I laughed again.

"Nah.. He just knows how much of a slut you are and wants to make sure my virtue is kept intact."

"He says that's true... Wait a minute here... I am not a slut!"

"No, you're not a slut. You just love, love." I replied with a giggle.

"Dad I gotta go. This bitch just pinked me!" He said into the phone and paused for a second. "Never mind. I'll explain another time." He ended the call and put the phone on the shelf beside his. He jumped up onto his knees and came at me like a tiger on the prowl. I scurried up against the top of the bed and wrapped my arms around my knees. I was giggling almost uncontrollably. "Did you just pink me?"

"Possibly.. I'm surprised you knew."

"P!nk is one of the most inspirational rockers out there. Of course I know her work!" He said. He sounded pretty offended which only made me laugh more. "I've even met her." He pried my arms away from my legs, pulled them so that they were straight out in front of me and then straddled them.

"You have not!"

"Have too! I have a photo to prove it." I gasped, but didn't get a chance to respond. He rested his hands on the top of the bed-head and leaned his face in closer to mine. My giggling stopped instantly and I lifted my face to look at him properly. "Ok I'll fuck you... A little taste test." He growled before lowering his head and gently biting my ear lobe. I yelped in delight and wriggled underneath him. I put my hand between us and firmly grasped his cock. Being naked sure did make foreplay a hell of a lot easier. He groaned and dipped his hips up and down a few times, effectively making me jerk him off without actually having to do anything myself except hold on.