Rock Me: Sexy (New Adult Rockstar Romance) (New Adult Rock Star Erotic Romance)

by Quinn, Arabella

  Three concerts ago, they had decided to pull a fast one on the production crew. They pretended to head to the after-party and then peeled off and searched for a hole-in-the-wall bar. With social media, it didn’t take long for the bar to become overrun by fans. The situation grew hectic fast, even their security team was overwhelmed. The bar owner had to call the cops to control the rowdy crowd while Cold Fusion slipped away. After that shitty experience, Cold Fusion started asking the crew where they would be partying. Those locations were secured ahead of time and the crowds were highly managed by the production crew.

  Beyond the concerts, Tyler wasn’t enjoying much of the tour anymore. Since the show started airing, the after-parties consisted of an insane crush of people trying to get shown on television. Going out anywhere in public was becoming too much of a hassle. And he didn’t trust the motives of any of the women that he met and stopped having sex with them. Instead, he listened to Alex and Lena having sex all night long in the back room of the bus. It was torture.

  Katie was focusing on the last show; she was working on a love triangle between Alex and Tommy. Using some racy footage of Alex and Lena, she was implying Lena was the actress involved in the love triangle with the magic of editing. Supposedly, in the end it would look like Tommy and Alex were both after the same girl, even though neither was actually involved with the girl in reality. Katie had worked with both of the guys and they were onboard with the plan. Lena was essentially a stunt double for sex scenes with Alex. Nick’s sister, Allison, was even getting a cameo appearance on an upcoming show and the leaked footage was getting a huge splash of media attention.

  So, the focus had been off of him. Tyler had preferred it that way now that he had seen himself in episode one. He didn’t feel like the person that had been captured through the lens of those cameras anymore.

  He was visiting Katie in the production bus everyday again. He was there to steal her food, but he liked talking with her, too. They didn’t talk about their ‘feelings’ anymore, thank god, but they often discussed the production aspects of Rock Star Diaries. Tyler felt more at ease now that he knew more about what was going on behind the scenes and since he no longer was the center of all the action on the show.

  Neither of them could decide what they wanted to do when the time came and they were eventually asked to sign a new contract to renew the series. It was going to happen soon, according to Katie. They would want to lock everyone in before new ratings increases made the price tag for renewal so much higher.

  Tyler finished his shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He finished his beer and then slipped his leather bracelet back on. The guys were probably waiting for him, since he had been slow to get moving after the concert. He felt like he was just going through the motions now. The thought of partying tonight, dealing with the hordes of people trying to get close enough to him so they could possibly get shown on television, didn’t seem very appealing.

  He got dressed and then headed back to the dressing room. Most of the usual crowd was partying here, but Tyler also spotted a bunch of people that he knew were actors milling about.

  Stuart walked over to him, “C’mon Tyler. We’ve got to get you mic’d up.”

  Tyler noted with irony that none of his friends would really approach him and try to talk until he was wearing his microphone. Even the regular roadies understood how this game worked now.

  He felt a slap on his shoulder as Stuart was taping the mic under his shirt. It was Alex.

  “Hey Tyler. Lena’s last day is tomorrow, so we’re going to bail on the party and head back to the bus.”

  Tyler nodded. “Yeah, all right. Have a good time, bro.”

  While he was waiting for Stuart to finish, Tyler glanced around the room. Tommy was sitting on a bright red couch doing a shot. The love triangle actress was sitting next to him desperately looking for attention. He did his shot and then spotted Tyler.

  Tommy hopped up from the couch leaving the actress pouting. He headed over to Tyler. “You almost ready to get going?”

  “Yeah, I guess. Where’s Nick?” Tyler looked around but couldn’t spot him.

  Tommy answered, “He’s on the phone somewhere. He said he’d be ready in a few. Man, you need a shot or two. You don’t look like you’re in the partying mood yet.”

  Tyler rubbed a hand through his hair. “I’m just beat tonight, I guess.”

  “You just need to find a hot chick. You’ve been on a serious slump lately.” Tommy slapped his shoulder playfully.

  Tyler pointed to the microphone and made a face.

  Laughing, Tommy replied, “Don’t worry. I’m not on yet. I won’t ruin your reputation.”

  Relaxing slightly, Tyler let down his guard. “Fuck the reputation, man. I’m sick of this shit. I’d rather just head back to bus alone and drink myself silly then deal with it.”

  “Fuck it, then. Let’s grab some alcohol, find a few joints and head back to the bus and chill.”

  If only they could. “What about the show? They did all that work to set up for the party. There’s people waiting for us there.”

  Tommy laughed. “I guess that’s real reality. Plans change. C’mon, let’s find Nick and chill out for the night.”

  They were halfway back to the bus, each with a couple of bottles of alcohol in their hands, when Nick suddenly stopped. “Fuck. What about Alex and Lena? They’re going to be going at it all night.”

  Tyler took a swig from his bottle. “Yeah, I’m tired of hearing that shit. Let’s just grab some chairs and sit outside the bus. It’s still pretty warm out.”

  By the time they set up their makeshift party with camp chairs, a crate and a lantern, the hand-held cameraman caught up to them.

  Tommy pulled out a joint and lit it. “C’mon Joe. Can’t you give us a little space? We’re just sitting here drinking. That would be boring as fuck to watch on TV.”

  Joe laughed. “Yeah, sorry boys. Let me call and see what the boss lady says. I’d rather spend my night at the bar that you guys just ditched. It’s packed with hot horny chicks right now.”

  They passed around the joint in silence for a few minutes. When Joe came back he was smiling. “Boss says we can leave you guys the fuck alone for the night. Stuart’s coming by to get you unwired.”

  Tyler leaned back against the chair. “God, the night just got better.”

  No one said much until Stuart came and unfastened their microphones. When they were finally alone, Tommy spoke up, “Alex is missing the party. Remember when the four of us would hang out drinking and smoking all the time? No fucking parties all the time, no crowds of people mobbing us wherever we went.”

  Nick snorted. “I’m sure Alex won’t mind too much.”

  “Those two are like rabbits.” Tyler passed the joint back to Tommy. “Thank God Lena is leaving tomorrow. It’s hard to look her in the face in the morning. It’s not just some nameless chick that Alex is banging anymore. It’s weird because we know her now.”

  Nick laughed. “Yeah, it’s much easier listening to the chicks you’re banging, Ty. At least we know we won’t be seeing them ever again.”

  Tyler shook his head. “Shit, doesn’t it get boring banging the same chick every night?”

  Tommy took a hit and answered. “Dude, it’s surprisingly fun. You should try it.”

  They were silent for a few minutes until Nick spoke up again. “So why aren’t you fucking girls anymore, Tyler?”

  “I found out that they all work for the damn TV show, it’s kind of lame.”

  Nick stretched his legs out in front of him. “Who cares? What, you suddenly have morals? Standards?”

  Tyler answered defensively, “I’ve always had standards.”

  Tommy laughed. “Your standards were that they were hot and willing. I know what’s going on with you. Remember when Alex was moping around the last tour? He wasn’t getting laid and he was a real bitch? That’s what you’re acting like.”

  “Alex was out of his mind drun
k every fucking night. And he was a belligerent pain in the ass. I’m nothing like that.” Tyler took another hit of the joint. This conversation was getting uncomfortable.

  Nick shook his head. “Ty, I think you’re in love.”

  Tyler’s mouth fell open. “Get the fuck out of here. And who are you? A fucking love expert? What the fuck is going on with you and Allie anyway?”

  Nick took a long swig from his bottle. “I dunno. It’s Allie, you know? It’s so wrong, but I can’t help it. I just want to take care of her, but just thinking about her gives me a wicked boner. I can’t get enough of her. Our parents blame me for everything. Well, my mother always had something against her. But her father would like to kill me. They haven’t spoken to me since the fucking sex tape. I’ve been pretty much disowned by them.”

  “That fucking sucks, man.” Tommy sighed. “That sex tape was pretty smoking hot though.”

  Nick groaned. “Don’t let Allie know you ever saw that. I told her you guys were like my brothers and you wouldn’t watch it out of respect or some such shit. She would never show her face around you again if she knew. Luckily she has Lena to talk to because it’s been hard on her. I really fucked up her life.”

  “No. Marissa fucked up her life.” Tyler shook his head. “I always knew that bitch was trouble. I should have warned you earlier, but I didn’t want to butt into your business. And then when you got engaged to her…”

  Nick took a hit off the joint. “Fuck. I’m trying to forget about all that shit. Speaking of engaged though, I’m pretty sure Alex is going to pop the question soon. Things are changing around here.”

  Tyler laid his head back against the chair back. “What about you, Tommy? You haven’t been boning anybody. Are you still seeing Crazy?”

  “Yeah. During our tour break, we’re heading down to South Padre. You can come too if you want, Ty. She wants to learn how to surf. I’m just hoping she doesn’t forget about me before then. She’s really responsible and smart and she deserves a better guy than me. But I miss her. Life seems boring without her around fucking things up or getting me into crazy-ass situations.”

  Tyler kicked at the pebbles on the pavement. “So I’m the only sane one left who hasn’t broken the rule - no repeat sex?”

  Tommy smiled. “The ‘no repeat sex’ rule was developed to keep chicks from getting too attached to us and going all crazy. It took me a while to figure out, but you’ll find out someday that it also keeps you from getting too attached to any one chick. It’s a shitty rule, bro. Repeat sex is better.”

  Before he could reply, Nick added, “Shit yeah. Alex is going on his one millionth round in there right now. You’re telling me he isn’t a happy man? I heard him last night, he was calling out to Jesus. He’s definitely happy.”

  Tyler couldn’t believe the stuff he was hearing from his friends. Nick was right, everything was changing.

  They sat in silence for a few minutes. Tommy took another hit and exhaled slowly. “What’s your story, Ty? You boning Katie?”

  Tyler paused a moment. “No.”

  “Why not? We know that you like her.”

  Tyler squirmed in his chair. “Of course I like her, she’s fucking hot.”

  Tommy kept at him. “There are a lot of hot chicks hanging around. But you like Katie.”

  Nick piled on. “What the fuck is wrong with you man. She’s smart and gorgeous and she only has eyes for you. Why would you pass that up?”

  “We’re friends.”

  Tommy laughed. “You’re a moron. You should go over there right now and get repeat sex. And then you’d find out what you’ve been missing by being a stubborn jackass.”

  “How do you know I’ve had sex with her?”

  Tommy rolled his eyes and Nick just laughed. “You might not have much more time. They stop filming on our last show before the break unless we re-sign.”

  It was coming up quicker than he expected. “Katie might not even re-sign if we do. That would suck to have a different producer. She’s been cool. What do you guys think? Do you want to do this shit all over again?”

  “Scott said the money is going to be fantastic.” Tommy took a drink. “He’s hired a media consultant or something to help negotiate our contracts. The consultant is giving him some crazy numbers that we can demand. Plus, the next record deal is going to be sweet, no matter what. This has been a fucking pain in the ass, but we’ll set for life now.”

  Tyler cringed. “I don’t know. Is it worth the mobs of fans? We can’t do anything like normal anymore.”

  Nick answered, “That cat is already out of the bag. There’s no stuffing it back in, bro.”

  “So, you both want to re-sign with the show?” Tyler was surprised. “What about Alex?”

  Tommy lit up a new joint. “I think Alex is okay with it as long as Lena is okay. And the last week of filming that he did with Lena – he was pretty into it. I think he’d go along.”

  They sat around quietly for the next five minutes just drinking and smoking. Tyler’s head was spinning with confusion. He wanted to go talk to Katie about the contract. He trusted her opinion.

  Tyler put down his half empty bottle of alcohol and stood. “I’m gonna go find Katie and ask her about the contracts.”

  He’d only walked about ten steps before he heard Nick. “He’s gonna go fuck her.”

  “Yep,” Tommy answered.

  Chapter 15

  I sat in the empty production bus wracking my brains, trying to come up with a way to spice up the love triangle. Something was missing.

  The numbers for the second episode had come out and the show had almost doubled its audience. Thornton was crazed with keeping the buzz going. He was applying the pressure for a huge finish and I kept assuring him that I had it.

  But I didn’t. Not yet. I needed a cliffhanger ending to hold the viewers over the gap until the new ‘season’. I had to keep them excited, holding their breath with anticipation to see what would happen. But I had cut way back on the manufactured drama and I had to face it, my band was pretty boring. Despite the image that Rock Star Diaries depicted, Cold Fusion was probably the most monogamous rock band in history right now.

  And I was running out of time. The footage I had was too bland; I needed to come up with something fast. I backed up and watched the footage I was working on again. Alex and Lena tumbling onto the bed, shot through the half-closed door. Shirtless Alex tugging off Lena’s tank top, exposing her bare back. His hands, one tangling in her long hair, the other caressing her side as he kissed her sensually. Their bodies pressed close together. Then Alex, ostensibly noticing the camera for the first time and grimacing. He gets up and shoves his hand at the camera, blocking the lens. The last piece of footage of the door slamming shut in front of the camera.

  It worked. It was definitely hot. Sexy. Damn, I was fanning myself after watching it. It looked spontaneous and real, not scripted or acted. And the actress was a close match for Lena. No one would suspect it wasn’t the actress with him.

  So, then what? I had plenty of spicy scenes of Alex and Lena together. How could I weave them into the bigger picture? How did I create fake drama with it? What was my cliffhanger going to be? Who got the girl in the love triangle? It didn’t seem to be powerful enough in this day and age of sex and scandals.

  A knock on the door of the bus broke my thoughts. My heart started beating fast, wondering if it could be Tyler. But that was silly, he never came to visit at night.

  I opened the door, braced for disappointment, and couldn’t hide a huge grin when I saw Tyler standing there. “Hey. C’mon in. I heard you guys were taking the night off and boozing. I thought about joining you, but I didn’t want to intrude or anything.”

  Tyler stepped onto the bus. “You probably would have liked it. We were talking about stuff like a bunch of chicks. It was sickening.”

  I couldn’t help but snicker at him. “You’re getting to be quite the expert with girl talk, Tyler.”

  “Where is everyo
ne?” Tyler looked around the bus.

  I could smell the sweet mixture of alcohol and pot on his breath. “Michael is closing down the production at the after-party that never happened. I’m the only one here for now.”

  “Oh.” Tyler blinked. “For how long?”

  My pulse was racing. “How long do you need?”

  Tyler was within arm’s reach of me and yet he was still so far away. I had spent every single night since we had made love thinking about him. Aching for his touch. But he had remained so elusive. So closed off.

  I stood still, holding my breath.

  A sob of relief almost escaped my throat when he grabbed me and dragged me against his body. His kiss was ruthless. And toe-curling. It felt as if he was pouring all the raw energy and emotion that I was feeling into it. My body buzzed with anticipation.

  Somehow we worked our way to my back ‘bedroom’ without breaking our kiss. We toppled together onto my bed, still kissing. I tugged frantically at his clothing. I broke the kiss long enough to pull off his shirt, but then I recaptured his lips.

  When his lips started wandering down the side of my neck, my hands slipped down his muscled torso and began working frantically at the button of his jeans. I wanted him naked. Yesterday.

  Tyler grabbed my hands to still them. “Hey. Slow down. You seem so rushed.”

  I buried my face in his neck, breathing in his scent. “I just don’t want you to disappear on me.”

  “I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here.” He pulled his pants off and lay back with a sexy smile on his face.

  The sight of him had my juices flowing. I pounced like a starved kitten. Tyler let me play for a while and I used that time to explore every inch of him with my hands and my mouth.

  I knew I had gotten him quite worked up when he began tugging at my clothes. But once he had my clothes off, he took over. I knew he was very alpha in bed, but it didn’t matter anymore because it was hard to think straight when his hands were everywhere at once and doing wonderfully naughty things to me.