My Love, Brian May [The Last Chapter] {Completed}

Risk

     A little bit of smut, nothing special. Enjoy!

The temptation was awful. I knew, oh I knew that I couldn't and I won't. But the temptation is beginning to take over my entire body which is still being loved by him.
     I try my best to keep my mouth shut as he works his magic but it was so fucking hard to do.
     "You like that love?" He whispers in my ear, kissing and gently biting my earlobe. He was teasing me and I knew it because there was no way to reply to that question without feeling more guilty.
He then pulls me down onto the bed so he was on top, trying to get as much of me as he could without taking any articles of clothing off. I wanted to so badly tangle my hands in that wild hair of his but the angel on my shoulder made sure I didn't.
I could feel his hard member pressing against my thigh making all of this 10x harder to resist. "Roger... if you can't reach any other parts... you can always remove something." I whisper as his hand gripped my waist while the other ran through my hair. He looks up to meet my pleading eyes before pulling his stupid smirk.
"Wanting more Hmm? I knew you couldn't resist." He whispers before planting a kiss on my nose, completely missing my lips. With a flick of his wrist, my shirt was already unbuttoned, revealing my lacy bra that he adored.
He begins to kiss and gently nibble on my stomach probably leaving a few marks here and there. 'Jesus what if he eats me out? Fuck, this isn't going to work.' I was already so high on the sensations, one lick or even touch and that would throw me right over the edge.
"Roger..." I whisper as he plays with the hem of my pants. "W..we can't do this..." I whisper as I felt my temptation worsen by the second.
"Hmm, shame. I was just about to take care of this too." He whispers gently rubbing the outside of my dripping core. 'Jesus fucking Christ.' He was gonna keep teasing til he got what he wanted.
"Roger I swear to god..." I mutter at the vibrations echoing throughout my wanting body. Once I'm started, I want it til it's finished.
     "Mmm, sounds like you want me to finish you off. Am I wrong?" He whispers jokingly still softly planting kisses on my bare stomach.
"I...I don't fucking know anymore..." I mutter under my breath, throwing my arms in the air in frustration. Before I could do anything else, I feel a hand travel down my shorts, past my panties, to my throbbing core. "Roger! What the... oh my god..." I loudly whisper, quickly regretting it as he gently massaged his finger against my womanhood.
     "You like that, beautiful?" He whispers in my ear before gently kissing my face, purposely missing my lips once again.
     "I...oh god..." is all I manage to say as I felt him push one finger into me. "Oh my fucking god..." I hiss at the sensation as he finger fucked me, adding more fingers.
     "God I love it when you're like this." He replies leaving a hickey right on my tattoo that was now a bit faded. Luckily it'll be well hidden. 'God I just realized we were actually 40 and we're having sex like we're fucking teenagers.'
Not long after, I came all over his fingers allowing him to pridefully lick them up. "I bet Brian doesn't do that now does he?" He teases as I try to catch my breath and grasp on what had just happened.
"We... are literally 40. And you just finger fucked me you bastard." I pant allowing him to crack a smile before placing a kiss on my cheek.
     "Well, did you like it?"
     "If I reply, it'll make me look like the bad guy all over again."
     He lets out another soft chuckle before placing another kiss on my cheek. "At least you enjoyed yourself. You better get back to your room before your little husband finds you sneaking around." He says with a grin at the mentioning of me sneaking around with him.
     "Oh yeah, good idea. Well, thank you for the... visit. And I'll see you in the morning." I thank as I button up my shirt and fixed my shorts.
I wave him goodbye since I couldn't kiss him and make my way back to my room. Thank god Brian was still asleep so I stealthily crawl back into bed before cuddling up against him. Damn, my heart was still racing making it harder for me to sleep, until I finally did.

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The next morning, I woke up to the sound of two voices talking to each other downstairs. Getting out of bed, I take my time out of my room and down the stairs towards the voices.
As I enter the kitchen, I find Roger and Freddie talking in the kitchen. "Oh, good morning, beautiful." Says Roger as I approach the two boys. He shoots me a wink allowing Freddie to exchange looks between the two of us.
"What's going on between you two?" He asks crossing his arms over his chest and smirking at the two of us.
"God, it's nothing." I groan followed by a tired yawn. "Where's Brian?"
"He went with John to pick up some sheet music from the studio. I just decided to stay here with Rog." He explains resulting in me nodding in return. "So, tell me what you two did." He demands flashing a scandalous grin at the two of us.
"We didn't do anything Freddie, leave it alone." I say a second time while Roger was blushing beside me. God he does not know how to lie and not show it.
"By the look on his face, seems like you two had a bit of fun last night."
"Roger, quit it." I mutter nudging him on the shoulder.
"Can't help it love. We did have a good time last night."
"Knew it. So what'd ya do to her since you can't actually fuck her." He asks as I turn away from his gaze, my face red with embarrassment.
Roger raises a hand and points his pointer finger at the singer. Freddie's eyes widen. "You finger fucked her?!"
"Jesus! Shut up! You're fucking so loud!" I hush at him. He lets out a small chuckle at my reaction before turning back to Roger.
"Well, did she like it?"
"I mean, she did c..."
"Okay... I'm going back upstairs." I cut him off before storming back towards the stairs while the two chuckled at each other.
'If this gets out, we'll both be in MAJOR trouble.'