In Bed with the Rockstar (With the Rockstar #2) (rockstar romance series)

by Ana W. Fawkes

  Carrie held back her emotions and began to collect the mess John had just made. He stood in the doorway for a few seconds, shaking his head.

  “This all could’ve been prevented,” he said.

  Carrie didn’t respond. She just packed a single bag. Because it was punishment. Because it was in the contract.

  I hate the idea of time and distance. I never understood the distance of time or time of distance. None of it matters. I could live to be a hundred years old and never will have seen the distance I desire. Or maybe the opposite... I’ll have that distance - the desire, her hair, my hand, our bodies - and then the time will end. The clock hands droop, they’ve quit me. Or maybe we just move. We run, we call, we cry, we move. The path keeps going and going... isn’t that why the world is round? If it were flat, we’d be on something like a conveyor belt. Go to the end, drop off, see you later. But instead we go around and around... but going around, following the distance, having time, well, it brings me to her again and again. But that doesn’t mean I like the idea of time and distance. I already said so, I hate it.

  .8.

  Jessica opened her eyes and felt really good. Her body was so relaxed that she felt like she was stoned. But she wasn’t. She was alert, had her mind and her senses. When she turned her head to the left she saw she had Alex Slader right next to her. His eyes were open, staring at her. Jessica then noticed they weren’t in the same bed as the one on the tour bus. A quick glance around the room proved that they weren’t even on the tour bus at all. The room was way too big. Guitars, drums, and other instruments were everywhere. They were hung with care and purpose, along with pictures, posters, and a painting on the ceiling that was breathtaking. Rose vines moving in and out of each other with a set of bloomed roses around a large mirror on the ceiling. The second Jessica saw the mirror she let out a small gasp.

  “Beautiful,” Slader whispered.

  His hand touched her, moving the sheets off her shoulder. That’s when Jessica looked and realized she didn’t have a shirt on. Or a bra. She saw her heavy breasts, exposed. Slader didn’t have a shirt on either. As she opened her mouth her body instinctively moved her right leg, feeling the bare feeling of her hip, leg, and tender center.

  She was naked.

  “Where are we?” Jessica whispered.

  Even her throat and voice felt really good. She felt completely new, yet the same. She couldn’t ever remember a time when she felt like this before.

  “You are in my bed,” Slader said.

  He moved fast, throwing the covers off him. When he moved, Jessica looked down and saw the thickness of his body; he was hard and ready. She only saw him for a second because he was then on top of her, and more so, he was against her. Jessica felt the eager tip of his cock spreading her gentle folds open.

  “And I... well, I’m...” Slader thrust and entered Jessica. She cried out and clawed at the bed sheets as her back arched, seeking relief. “I’m inside you, Jessica.”

  Slader held himself deep inside Jessica’s tight body. Jessica felt him pulsing and knew he was fighting the instinctive need to pull out and thrust again. Her entire body started to shake. Was it possible to orgasm from one deep thrust? She hadn’t even experienced the other half of that thrust. She knew that when Slader pulled out, the amazing defined tip of his body would slide against her insides like no one else ever could.

  “Oh, fuck,” she whispered in anticipation. She wanted it. She wanted him to pull back.

  “Tell me, Jessica,” Slader said. “What are you feeling?”

  “You,” Jessica cried out.

  “Perfect.”

  Slader pulled back and Jessica hunched forward and could only do what her body suggested. She wanted to kiss Slader but instead found her lips and teeth clamped to his chest. She began to come and couldn’t stop anything. Her body rocked, her pussy throbbed, and her teeth were trying to bite harder and harder.

  Slader was then out of her body, hovering over her. He put a hand to the back of her head and when she finally released her grip on his chest, Jessica whimpered with a weak cry and Slader eased her to the bed.

  She looked at the red markings on his chest and gasped. “I’m so sorry... Slader...”

  Slader touched his chest with his free hand, using one finger, and smeared a tiny bit of blood. Jessica had broken his skin. She was shocked yet somehow empowered. All this time, Slader had seemed non human. To see him bleed, even in the smallest form like that was incredible.

  Slader offered his finger to Jessica and smiled.

  “Taste what you did to me,” Slader commanded.

  Jessica’s tongue flickered and she tasted the iron flavor of Slader’s blood.

  “Now, it only seems fair,” Slader whispered.

  Slader thrust forward and entered her again. It came with the same intense feeling as before, maybe even greater. Jessica’s insides were already tender and at a heightened sense, but with Slader right back inside her, she felt the urge to orgasm hit her even faster.

  He fucked her gently, as thoroughly as he could, pulling his cock from her and then sliding it right back in. His body was far enough off her body that Jessica could watch. She watched his glistening shaft enter and exit. When she put her head back she watched Slader’s muscular back and ass reflecting in the mirror. The way everything flexed when he thrust made it feel that much better.

  Slader placed his mouth to Jessica’s chest, at her left breast, allowing his tongue to come forward and circle around her nipple.

  That was all she needed then. The wave of climax started to crest. Jessica dug her heels into the bed and braced herself for the intense orgasm. As it started to happen she felt Slader’s teeth against her nipple. The gentle scrape made her shiver and tingle.

  “Only fair,” Slader whispered, his breath spreading across Jessica’s breast.

  Jessica was coming as Slader closed his teeth around her nipple. The pain hit her as hard as the pleasure did. She looked down just in time to see Slader pulling at her nipple with his teeth, stretching her nipple in a way it wasn’t made to do.

  The pain was everywhere. Her insides throbbed and pulled against Slader, wanting him deeper, wanting him to come. At the same time, her pain sensors were exploding. Slader eased her nipple back down to its normal position and then pulled again. He repeated the move over and over, teasing Jessica. He did so while working with the up and down feeling of her orgasm. It left Jessica wondering just how someone could be so masterful at sex.

  Slader eased himself out of Jessica and took his mouth from her nipple. Jessica looked down at her tender nipple and saw how red it was. It ached and throbbed. She could see his teeth marks, and it turned her on.

  Slader’s hands were on the bed, his elbows locked, his arms like steel. They were perfect. Everything about Slader was perfect. Jessica touched his arms and looked down. She saw his cock was still rock hard. It was bigger than ever, bouncing as it throbbed.

  “You didn’t finish,” Jessica said.

  “No,” Slader said.

  “Why?”

  Slader pushed back and moved to his knees. He looked even bigger, if it were possible.

  “I can’t be in two places at once,” Slader said.

  “What...”

  Slader slowly moved himself. He put his legs on the outside of Jessica’s body. He crept up a few inches and allowed himself to touch Jessica’s belly. She moaned and shuddered. But Slader wasn’t done yet. He kept moving, inching himself up Jessica’s body. At her breasts he paused, resting himself between them. Jessica stared down at Slader, waiting to see what he wanted.

  When he moved up again, Jessica knew what Slader wanted. She looked up to Slader as he reached down. His thumb grazed her bottom lip as he smiled. Without speaking a word, Jessica opened her mouth. She was going to get to taste Slader. She was going to get to taste everything Slader had to offer.

  Slader placed the tip of his erection to Jessica’s soft lips. She moved her head left to right, wanting to
tease Slade but he thrust at Jessica, wanting her mouth open. Jessica gripped Slader at the root of his thickness in an effort to slow him down. She couldn’t take it all at once, and certainly not fast at all. With her lips around the head of Slader, her jaw already started to ache. There was no way she’d be able to keep this up for a long time.

  Jessica forced her tongue along the bottom of Slader’s shaft. She moved forward, accepting more of Slader, but then quickly pulled back. With a wet pop she had her mouth off Slader. She took a deep breath and couldn’t believe everything was happening like it was. Slader came forward again and entered Jessica’s mouth. This time he didn’t leave her mouth. He wouldn’t allow it. He moved hard at Jessica, forcing her mouth open. Each time she felt her gag reflex desperate to respond, Slader would pull back. He was honestly perfect at everything, even receiving oral sex.

  As Jessica settled and trusted herself - and Slader - she began to move faster. She pulled back as Slader thrust forward. The faster he moved the more he thickened. She strained her eyes to look up at Slader. The first time she did, she caught him staring down at her. The second time, she saw Slader’s head back and caught the reflection of herself in the mirror above the bed. It was almost too real to accept... Alex Slader was on his knees with his cock in Jessica’s mouth.

  Her hand was tight around his root and the second she began to pull at him, Slader groaned. He looked back down to her and let out a deep, satisfying breath.

  “I’m ready,” he whispered.

  Not even a few seconds later, Slader began to come. Jessica accepted all of him as much as she could. She felt him pulsing, spilling into her mouthThe sudden warmth in her mouth made Jessica gush between her legs. Slader held steady and groaned each time he came. Jessica stroked him until he started to pull out. When he did he lingered, allowing her to stare at his throbbing body. She swallowed once and then let out a long whimpering sigh. She looked up to Slader and knew she would forever be his. As if he could read the thoughts running through Jessica’s mind, Slader ran his fingers through her hair. He was so calm about it, almost romantic. Yet his thick cock glistened with his own orgasm and Jessica’s saliva, just inches from Jessica’s face.

  “I’m so glad we’re together again,” Slader said.

  Jessica licked her lips. “Me too.”

  “You really trust me now.”

  “I always trusted you,” Jessica said.

  Slader climbed from Jessica and off the bed. He didn’t care of being naked. Then again, Jessica was seated, also fully naked. Her legs were slightly spread and she could smell the desire pouring from between them.

  “Slader, where are we?” Jessica asked.

  “You slept well,” Slader smiled. “We took a private flight to... here.”

  “Where is here?”

  Slader pointed to the window and said, “Go look.”

  Jessica got out of bed and didn’t reach for her clothes. She didn’t care. She walked to the window naked. A black curtain separated her the unknown. She moved the curtain and let out a small cry.

  Mountains.

  That was all she could see.

  Mountains upon mountains upon mountains. They were snow tipped, giving the illusion of winter. The clear blue sky contrasted the scene and left Jessica almost in tears.

  “We’re high in the mountains,” Slader said. “Private little place of mine.”

  “Where?”

  “We’re in California,” Slader said. “That’s all you need to know.”

  Jessica looked over her shoulder. So many things ran through her mind at once. She wasn’t sure where to start...

  A private jet?

  Mountains?

  Private little place?

  What about...

  “Here,” Slader said. He had a phone in his hand. It was Jessica’s cell phone. “I want you to text your roommate, so she knows you’re alive and safe.”

  Jessica smiled. That was her next thought.

  She couldn’t imagine what Carrie must have been thinking. Jessica hadn’t come home from the night before. Better yet, what was Carrie going to think when Jessica texted her and told her where she was... who she was with... and why...

  Jessica couldn’t stop smiling.

  “I see you’ll be busy for a few minutes,” Slader said.

  Jessica blinked and focused on his naked body again. “I guess so.”

  “I’ll be in the shower,” Slader said. “Don’t take too long... you’ll want to join me.” Slader turned then stopped. He looked back and added, “Always trust me, Jessica, even when you don’t want to. I can’t lose you... ever... ever again...”

  Jessica wasn’t given the chance to reply. Slader left the bedroom and Jessica moved towards her phone. She felt so good and alive. Between the sleep and the sex, the command of Alex Slader and the fantasy of all this coming true, it was just perfect. As Jessica reached for her phone her hand was shaking. She looked at her chest and saw that her nipples were hard. Between her legs she was still wet. She was far from done with Slader and her instincts told her that Slader was far from done with her.

  The wheels may disappear, so may I. You don’t. Over the highest of highs, catching the peak of the world that sends me away, you’re here. You’re lingering. I pick you out in a cloud, sometimes down with the whitecap of waves. Or maybe just the haze of sun, the greatest yellow spread wide and across, engulfing and calling, certainly not welcoming, at least not for me. I look back but there’s nothing to see. I wish I could see you.

  .9.

  One by one, a total of five shower heads began to turn on. The main shower head was where most people were used to. Then there were three large circular shower heads that were on the ceiling of the shower. They offered the effect of rain, which was soothing to any skin, muscle, or mind. On the opposite wall, another standard shower head. The steam from the heat started to collect quickly.

  Slader walked to the sink and opened a drawer to get a cell phone. He sat down on a couch in front of a window that stretched floor to ceiling and overlooked a vast mountain range. He had seen the mountains so much that they weren’t shockingly impressive anymore. What was impressive was the phone in his hands.

  When it vibrated, he smiled.

  Hey, it’s me. I’m so sorry I didn’t get a hold of you earlier. I sort of ended up with Slader all night... hehe

  Slader nodded as he read the message. All night was an understatement. They had actually gotten to the cabin high in the mountains long before the actual morning. It was a little after one in the morning when Slader kicked the bedroom door open and carried Jessica to bed. She slept sound and Slader let her be until that morning.

  Slader replied to Jessica...

  You had me worried. Where are you? Are you with Slader right now?

  The message was sent and Slader didn’t care. He had no remorse for the actions he needed to take. Canceling the shows was needed for the greater good of the music and the future of Slader. He’d traveled the world many times and never before had something captured him like Jessica. To have someone like Jessica, to really have her, was the most important thing in the world to him.

  The phone vibrated.

  I’m somewhere in the mountains. Sounds creepy, I know. But I swear I’m safe. He’s just... wow. That’s all I can say, Carrie. Wow.

  Creepy. Wow. Slader wasn’t sure how he felt reading those words in a message, but that was okay. He could stomach it. He was a man. He wanted to hear Jessica say how perfect and beautiful it was. She deserved a beautiful life swimming with everything she desired. Slader could buy her one of the mountains behind him if she wanted it. He could build a hundred cabins at the peak of every mountain. Anything she wanted. He wanted Jessica’s heart. He wanted to touch her chest and feel her heart beating, much like he’d done the night before.

  Tell me more about Slader. I need to know.

  This was, in reality, the worst thing he’d done to Jessica after she was out cold. He’d worked a simple redirect fro
m her phone to his. With a chance to be with her, Slader couldn’t waste it. He couldn’t waste any time. As far as Slader was concerned, he and Jessica were the only two people left in the world.

  It was about them. Finally, about them. No more looking on the other side of glass, feeling heartache. No more weeping at a piano, waiting for the notes to come. No more searching the crowds, night after night, show after show, looking for that set of eyes...

  Tell me!

  Slader sent the message.

  Waiting was one thing Slader refused to ever do in his life. If there was something he wanted he got it. It was just that simple for him.

  Jessica replied as Slader was about to burst into the bedroom and ask her what was taking so long.

  I don’t know what you want to know about him. He’s a rockstar. The tour bus. The shower. This cabin. The bed. It’s nothing I ever dreamed of before. It’s amazing. I feel like I don’t belong here almost. He’s intimidating, but I can’t stop. I can’t ever leave him, not that I want to. I’m supposed to be writing articles, but I just don’t care anymore. I care about Slader.

  Slader dropped the phone to the couch in front of him. He touched his chest and felt his heart racing. What an amazing feeling to have someone else’s words do that. There were only two people in the world that managed to get that reaction from Alex Slader. One was the scariest person he’d ever had to encounter and the second was the most beautiful, that being Jessica.

  He kept his hand to his chest tight, feeling his heart pumping over and over. It was like a rhythm. A romantic rhythm. It gave Slader a great idea to write a song with the same tempo as her heart racing right then. That kind of subtle detail was what sent crowds over the emotional edge without knowing why.

  The phone vibrated again.

  Jessica wasn’t done talking.

  There’s something about his eyes, Carrie. And when he talks to me... sometimes he talks like I’m Jessica and sometimes he talks like I’m... someone else. It’s scary, but it turns me on. A lot. I want to know everything about him. For me. Not for a magazine or some article, but for me. I don’t know when I’m coming back to the apartment, that’s not up to me. lol. Please text me or I’ll just text you.