by Virna DePaul
They say you’re broken,
But I know you’re more.
They say you’re trouble,
But I’ll know you’ll soar.
They told me not to bother,
But they don’t know my soul.
Forget trouble with your mother,
Now you’re out on your own.
You’re scared all the time,
But I know you wouldn’t be.
If only you could understand,
All the things about you I see.
You’re the diamond in the night sky,
The roar of the ocean too.
You’re the woman I love,
And there’s no one else but you.
I started playing the bridge, concentrating hard on my hands. I had practiced this song hundreds of times and even played it on our newest album. We could have ordered a studio musician for it, but I’d rejected that idea from the start. Nikki needed to know how sincere I was. How important she was to me. But that knowledge didn’t make me any less nervous as I kept playing, sure I’d mess up, hit a flat note and ruin the ballad for all of us. Finally, the instrumental part was done after another flourish from Abby on back up. I was able to finish out the chorus then, twice more, promising with all my heart that there’d never be another woman besides Nikki.
After all, if you’d had the best, then what was the point of anyone else?
There was no one out there like her, and with the help of her therapist, she was finally beginning to understand and value her own worth. Nik hadn’t so much as emailed her mother in a year. Part of me was glad. Nikki needed her time. We needed our time. But someday I hoped her mom would come around. That she’d realize how special and talented her daughter was.
It was something the rest of the world already knew.
Nikki’s shoes were a wild success, most especially her men’s line? However, she’d kept a few of her styles exclusive for Point Break. As a nice bonus, any band that toured as our warm-up act was allowed to have some basic biker boots. Sometimes we joked that our opening acts wanted Nikki’s boots more than they actually wanted the thrill of playing with Point Break.
Fuck, yeah. My girl was a star and if she shined brighter than me, I was all for it. I loved her, and I needed her as much as she needed me. As I made my way backstage to meet her, I just hoped she’d liked the song.
I knew I had nothing to worry about the second I saw her.
She broke into a wide grin when I stepped off the stage and then rushed out to hug me. I swept her up in my arms and spun her around, planting my nose in her shock of auburn hair. She was as gorgeous as she’d ever been and was wearing a tight, black leather dress. Even as she was getting healthier, that didn’t mean she’d retired her wild side completely. She still looked amazing in leather. Hell, there should be a goddamn law somewhere that decreed all she could wear was leather, if she was going to wear anything at all.
“I loved your song,” she said, pulling back and grinning up at me.
I narrowed my eyes. Her eyes looked a little red and shiny, like she’d been crying. But at the same time, her love for me blazed bright, and she was even wearing the same mischievous smile that had been playing on her lips when she’d first led me into the bathroom at the airport.
But, surprisingly, I found myself still needing some reassurance…
“Are you sure? I think maybe my piano solo is a bit too long.”
“It’s not. It…it…”
“What?”
“It made me quiver. Every second of it.”
“Then, princess,” I said, and I couldn’t keep myself from smirking. “I don’t think it’s long enough. Because you know that’s what I live for. Making you quiver for me.” I pulled her more tightly into my arms and kissed her, tasting the mint and soda on her breath. It was delightfully sweet. “In fact,” I added, smirking back at her. “I was thinking I’d like to witness this quivering for myself. Against myself.”
“Why Tucker Benning. You’re such a naughty boy.”
“Always with you, Nikki. But only in the best ways possible.”
* * *
It took a little longer than I would have liked to get Nikki alone. Out of necessity, I changed out of my stage clothes into just jeans and a t-shirt and shoved a cap over my hair as well as sunglasses on my eyes. Considering everyone was rushing to the cabs or for a last shot at t-shirts, we slipped easily past the crowd and into a back office.
“Now this is unexpected,” she said, leaning against one of the large desks there.
It was the real deal, something out of mahogany or chestnut. I guess whoever worked here was into the old crap over Ikea. Hey, whatever floats your boat.
“What do you want?” I asked, leaning against her. “I can do anything you’d like.”
She laughed, something deep and throaty that made my dick so rigid that I almost couldn’t stand it. Nikki had that way about her, that same commanding presence that just begged to be answered. When she poured on the seductive vibes, I couldn’t help but answer her back.
“I want to be wild tonight, Tucker.”
“So it’s okay without the candles and the mood music?” I said, referring back to an extremely romantic anniversary dinner I’d arranged just last month in Paris.
Nik smirked back at me and used her hand to sweep off all the papers. I followed suit by carefully moving the computer monitor and keyboard somewhere else. I wasn’t about to start tossing electronics everywhere, but I was like Nikki. I didn’t have the patience to move every bit of crap off the desk. If I damaged something minor, they could put it on my tab.
She continued staring at me, her eyes hungry and almost feral. Nik had always been skilled at shimmying out of the dresses she wore, and things were no different tonight. In a few, fluid movements, she had her dress off and was splayed out on top of the desk with her hands and knees supporting her.
Licking my lips, I reached out and traced my palm over the supple alabaster curves of her ass. “May I?” I asked.
She nodded, and I slapped hard against the skin there, watching as a delicious red hand print welled up on her ass. “You can take me however you want.”
My cock jerked as I undid my jeans. I positioned myself behind her, ready to take her from behind. It was probably one of our least common positions, not because we didn’t love it, but because we simply loved fucking against a wall with Nikki’s flexible little legs wrapped around me.
Now, however, I relished how easily my hard bare cock slid into her. She was on the pill, and we’d stopped using condoms six months ago. I moaned as I felt her warmth and the tightness around me. Sliding my fingers between her legs, I found her clit, pressing my thumb hard up against it, stroking in tight circles even as I pumped into her. As I watched, her breasts bobbed up and down with every movement, every thrust I gave her. I worked at her most sensitive spot, my thumb moving in a circle and my other fingers tapping and twisting.
She shuddered against me and my hand was wet, slicked with her juices, even as the heat of her and those tight muscles felt like they were massaging my dick as I continued thrusting against her.
She came first, shaking like an explosion of fireworks rushed over her entire body. Heat bombarded every inch of me, and I pushed forward again, my balls tight against the curve of her rear even as my fingers teased her, leaving Nik screaming for more.
Until I was the one shouting with the pleasure of my release.
Spent, I pressed against her until we could both catch our breath. Finally, I slid out of her and pulled her close to my chest. My hands went to work smoothing her flaming red hair back from her forehead and her face. “I love you, Nik.”
“I think I’m starting to believe that,” she said.
“Good,” I said, kissing her forehead. “Because a year or a decade from now, I’ll be right here.” I worked to emphasize my point by placing my hand flat on her belly. “And someday, I want to start a family with you.”
“Me
too,” she said, snuggling into me. “Me too. I can’t wait for tomorrow, Tucker, and everything it might bring. I hope…I hope it’ll bring more love songs too?”
I laughed and kissed her once more, our tongues dancing in a rhythm all their own before I pulled back. “I can guarantee it, princess. Today, tomorrow, and always.”
—The End—
Thank you for reading Rock Dirty
If you enjoyed spending time with these characters, be sure to check out Corbin’s story in Rock Wild, Book Three in the Rock Candy Series.
In addition, check out Garrick’s story, Say It Sexy, Book 1 in the Say You Love Me Series, a spin-off series of Rock Candy.
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BOOKS BY VIRNA
ROCK CANDY SERIES
Book 1: Rock Strong (Liam)
Book 2: Rock Dirty (Tucker)
Book 3: Rock Wild (Corbin)
Coming Next
Book 4: Rock Free (Wes)
SAY YOU LOVE ME SERIES
Book 1: Say It Sexy (Garrick)
Book 2: Say It Sweet (Shane)
BEDDING THE BACHELORS SERIES
Book 1: Bedding The Wrong Brother (Rhys)
Book 2: Bedding The Bad Boy (Max)
Book 3: Bedding The Billionaire (Jamie)
Book 4: Bedding The Best Friend (Ryan)
Book 5: Bedding The Biker Next Door (Cole)
Book 6: Bedding The Bodyguard (Luke)
Coming Next
Book 7: Bedding The Best Man (Gabe)
Book 8: Bedding The Boss (Eric)
HOME TO GREEN VALLEY SERIES
Book 1: What Love Can Do
Book 2: The Way Love Goes
Book 3: I’m Gonna Love You
ROCK CANDY SERIES
Rock Strong
(Rock Candy Book 1)
I’ve seen and done it all—sex, drugs, rock-n-roll, and then some. I’ve made the cover of Rolling Stone. I’ve won Best Rock Performance at the Grammy’s. I’m living a life of fame, wild tours, crazy money, and insanely hot women. But the one woman I can’t get is prim and proper cellist, Abby Chan—gorgeous, natural, talented as all sin. The first time we met, I knew we would be something special. She’s not convinced, but I am.
Now I’m going to prove she’s all the woman a wild man like me will ever need…
Liam Collier, sexy and enigmatic frontman for Point Break, the world’s hottest rock band, is at the top of his game. With two songs in the Billboard Top 10, he’s a rock-and-roll bad boy, known for his trademark falsetto as well as his proclivity for partying and hooking up with gorgeous women. For Liam, falling in love was something he figured would happen far off in the future—not on the first day of his first world tour. And not with his super sexy but extremely reserved background cellist.
With a Master of Music degree from Juilliard School of Music, Abby Chan is on the road to becoming a cellist for the New York Philharmonic Orchestra. But to pay back her expensive education, first she has to travel another kind of road—a gig playing cello for the North American leg of a garish rock band’s world tour. She’d expected hard work and long hours, but what she never expected was the intensity of her reactions to Liam Collier. He’s sweet. He’s hot. And despite being surrounded by roadies and the world’s most beautiful women, he’s set his sights on her.
When classical music meets rock and prim propriety meets a carefree attitude, Abby and Liam venture outside their comfort zones. What they discover is that living wild is the perfect preparation for flying high—on love.
Rock Dirty
(Rock Candy Book 2)
As one of the hottest drummers in the world, Tucker “The F***er” Benning lives life hard. But when his band’s world tour is cancelled, Tucker finds himself stuck in an airport with no destination in mind…until he spots a red-headed knockout hurrying through the airport on her way to Paris, France. She’s classy, sexy, and turns heads. Why not buy a first class ticket and follow her? That’s when the real fun begins.
Dominique “Nikki” Lorens, heiress to her mother’s magazine empire, is headed to Paris, hoping to leave behind her celebutante tabloid reputation and make a new name for herself. She’s amused when the famous Tucker Benning sits next to her and starts flirting—could he be any more of a rock star? But when he presents a naughty proposal, she figures why not have one last wild experience before settling down?
Once they land in Paris, though, Nikki makes a stand—no more naughty stuff. She has a fresh and clean reputation to build, and being seen with Tucker won’t help. Yet Tucker’s bad boy allure is impossible to resist and so is his softer side, which makes her feel cherished and worthy. Tucker has a decision to make—does he fight for his band, or does he commit to the woman he’s come to care about, a woman who longs for love and stability his rock star lifestyle can’t give?
Tucker’s life has always been about fame, fun, and f***ing around. But now Nikki needs him and he’ll do whatever it takes to win her heart…including fighting dirty. Because love is worth risking everything.
Rock Wild
(Rock Candy Book 3)
Corbin’s story! **Coming next. Set for pre-order for October 2016, but I hope to get it out earlier than that. Click here to join my mailing list and to be notified when an early release date has been set.
SAY YOU LOVE ME SERIES
Say It Sexy
(Say You Love Me Book 1)
This life I'm relishing--the women, booze, and parties--won't last forever. But while it does, I'll take it all in with no regrets. Pleasure stands paramount. When I party, I forget all the trash that's happened in the past. It's the same when I'm acting, when I become someone else, someone not afraid to feel or make others feel. It's what I live for: The next party. The next role. The next girl.
That's my life. That's the way I want it to be.
Except now I've met Gwen...
Garrick Maze, young Hollywood's hottest bad boy, just landed the male lead in a new network television series. Known for indulging in wild parties, casual hook-ups, and fast cars, he spends his days on set and his nights on the town. Love's the last thing on his mind, especially when it comes to his ice queen female lead.
Gwendolyn Vickers intends to be America's next celebrity sweetheart and that means keeping her public image pristine. The last thing she needs is to be linked to trouble-making heartthrob Garrick Maze. But he's shamelessly flirty and sexy as sin. Her body craves him. Soon, so does her heart.
When secrets from the past clash with the bright lights of fame, Gwen realizes there's more to Garrick than washboard abs and sex appeal. He'll prove that when it comes to mixing mind-blowing pleasure with true love, he's not about to let her down.
Say It Sweet
(Say You Love Me Book 1)
Outwardly, Erica Ellis seems to have it all. At twenty-three years old, she’s already hit the New York Times bestseller list and her breakout novel is being made into a network television series. But even after collecting her cushy advance for Book 2, she can’t seem to forget the struggles of her past or stop longing for the sexy and sweet man who views her only as a friend.
A former fighter turned actor, Shane Mason hides his pain behind a good-guy façade just like he hides his growing feelings for Erica. The willowy blonde is way out of his league…or so he thinks, until an unexpected hookup at a party has him thinking he and Erica might just be perfect for each other.
Only it turns out Erica doesn’t remember the night they spent together. Now Shane has a choice—walk away or let Erica see all that he is and can be to her: a nice guy and a bad boy. A friend, fighter, and lover.
BEDDING THE BACHELOR SERIES
Bedding The Wrong Brother
(Bedding the Bachelors Book 1)
Determined to find her inner sex diva, Melina Parker enlists her childhood friend, Max Dalton, to tutor her after hours. Instead, she ends up in the wrong bed and gets a lesson in passion from Max
’s twin brother, Rhys Dalton, a man Melina’s always secretly wanted but never thought she could have.
This #1 Bestselling Contemporary Romance is rated HHH ("Heat, Heart & HEA") and involves a bed mix-up, hot identical twins, sex lessons, naughty word games, light restraint, a shy sex bomb who's afraid she's boring and a playboy hero determined to prove she's got everything he'll ever need.
Bedding The Bad Boy
(Bedding the Bachelors Book 2)
This bad boy is ready to work some magic...
Identical twin and Las Vegas performer Max Dalton has always been the number one bad boy in his family, and he's appreciated the women and fame that comes along with his reputation.
Grace Sinclair is on a mission when she comes to Vegas, one that involves asking Max, her best friend's brother-in-law, to give her the pleasure no man's ever been able to. She suspects Max has more layers than he lets people see, but she's determined to keep her heart safe even as she offers him her body.
What neither of them plan on is love--or the triangle the media stirs up with Max's blonde bombshell actress friend.
