A Roger Taylor Collection

Rog-Shots #1 - Cold Hands

1980s!Roger Talor

Roger was sound asleep when you woke up, holding you close to his chest as he breathed calm and slow. You were admiring him for a while before you got out of bed to freshen up a bit, the smooth and sweet lips that slightly opened when he slept, his messy sex hair in the morning after an amazing night, the necklaces he'd would always forget to take off after he fucked you so good, his strong chest that moved so rhythmically without him trying, the way the silk sheets showed his abs like it was plastered on to him and oooh, let's not forget how the sheets revealed every line and curve of his cock—especially when he was hard like he was right now.

Was he really ready to go for another round and wake up to pound you even when he was asleep? Not that you were complaining.

Reluctantly, you had gotten out of bed to clean up a little from last nights activities. Roger had just come home after about 2 months without seeing you and to say that he absolutely attacked you as soon as he was in the door was an understatement. Roger had opened the front door yesterday in the evening, marched straight to your shared bedroom and opened the door. You were naked under the blankets and he could see every outline of your body that he couldn't wait to touch, he threw down his suitcase crawled up the bed on his hands and knees and kissed you awake—from there you can guess how your night went. And it went on for hours.

As you look at yourself in the mirror of the bathroom you can see what he was doing being so attached to your neck for that long, hickies spanning from your neck, all over your breasts and thighs, and one directly over your heart.

You washed your face, brushed your teeth and gently wiped down your body with a cloth, only cleaning yourself off just to feel a little less dirty. You ran your fingers through the tangles of your hair and brought your fingers down to your swollen lips where he had been tugging on with his teeth for god know how long; then you flinched. It wasn't in pain, your finger was freezing, and you realized just how cold it was in the house now that the fireplace had burnt out and neither you nor Roger, had any time to spare last night to keep up with it. You shivered as your nipples harden even more now that you had noticed it and chills appeared on your body.

You decided to get back into the warm bed with the furnace of a man waiting there for you, Roger never got cold and was always so warm. You walked in the early dawn light back to the bedroom where Roger was now laying on his side, away from the spot you no longer were and climbed in the sheets that were still warm from your body. You turned over and shuffled your smaller body to his broad back and kissed his shoulder lightly. He stirred and hummed, he was awake, "You're nose s'cold" He slurred.

Your giggles made him smile sleepily, you kissed his back again and placed your hands around his chest to where he jumped a little at the feeling, "Jesus, baby yr'freezing" He whispered and put his warm hands over yours. He leaned back into you more and felt how your whole body was colder than usual, you were absolutely frigid but, weren't shivering strangely.

He sorta liked the feeling as you kissed his warm skin around his shoulders and his neck, the coolness of your nose and lips making him twitch. He sighed and opened his mouth a little, you noticed how he was reacting to your touch and the temperature of you. This was new. You and Roger have tried everything when it comes to sex, food, toys, bondage, but temperature? That was new all right. He is acting very needy, he is also rock hard and hasn't stopped being hard since you fell asleep and rubbed against him in your sleep.

You decided to get experimental with him knowing his limits, there were few, you pressed yourself flush with his so he felt the contrast of your biting skin and you felt the burning of his flesh. You were kissing him slowly and teasing him with your hot tongue in some places, making him move slightly to adjust himself. But then, you moved your hands out of his grasp and rub them on his hot chest causing him to gasp and squirm. You brushed lightly over his nipples and he jumped, "I love a kinky woman" he groans heatedly, it sounded playful but you could tell by how long you have been together than he was getting riled up.