Dare Me (ROCK GODS Book 1)

by Joanna Blake

  "No, you're not. But weren't you the one who told me that pets are people too?"

  “But, New York is so far!”

  “Not as far as London or Tokyo.”

  “What?”

  “Those are the next stops on the tour.”

  “You are joking. You don’t expect me to-”

  “Oh yes, I do.” He kissed her quickly. “I hope you have a passport.”

  He grinned at the outraged look on her face. But she didn't say a word to argue. Because there was nothing more to say.

  He could feel it in his bones.

  He'd won.

  Chapter 34

  Jessica

  The New York crowd was going wild.

  Jessica stood on the side lines, watching as In Tempo performed the last song of the night. It was the third encore. That’s because Kendall had said this was it, this was the last tour.

  London, Paris and Tokyo would round it up, then they would finish it all off in Nashville for one last blow up.

  Then he was hanging up his tracksuit for good.

  Then again, she'd sworn to herself that she'd never fall in love. Look where that had gotten her. She was in New York with her new boyfriend, watching him make the audience swoon.

  She knew how the crowd felt. She had melted in the face of Kendall’s insistence.

  Back in LA movers were boxing her stuff up and moving it into his house. ‘Their house’ was what Kendall was calling it now. He was amazing, on top of everything. Jess had barely had to do a thing.

  Lisa and Cathy were looking after her cats, Calliope and Cameron. And the fish, Henry. And the bunny.

  Sir Fuzzy Pants.

  Kendall was okay with all of them moving in too.

  She fingered the ruby necklace that hung around her neck. He’d told her she had to get used to presents. And room service. And exotic vacations.

  He’d even said they could find an animal shelter wherever they went, so she could volunteer for a day or so. He promised to volunteer right along side her.

  He even wanted to open up an animal shelter in LA. And name it after her.

  Well, both of them.

  The Sheffield Jackson Help For Animals Center.

  It was a mouthful, but the way he was planning their lives together was overwhelming. But in a good way. She felt safe with him. He’d even told her he loved her, right in the middle of turbulence on the flight to NYC.

  If she'd learned one thing over the last week it was this: Never say never.

  Oh, and that Kendall Jackson was very much a man of his word.

  She smiled. She'd decided to keep him too.

  Chapter 35

  Kendall

  “You ready?”

  “For what?”

  He lifted Jessica up and she let out a yelp.

  “To go back to the hotel.”

  “You don’t want to hang out with the guys?”

  He shook his head slowly.

  “No. I was thinking more… champagne in the bubble bath.” Jess gave him a dubious look and he laughed. “Or whip cream and Belgian waffles.”

  “Oh. That sounds nice.”

  “Nice?”

  It was her turn to laugh at the outraged look on his face.

  “Don’t you have a flight early in the morning.”

  “We have a flight. Which is why we really should be getting to bed soon.”

  She squealed as he threw her over his shoulder and walked to the security checkpoint.

  “Is the ride here?”

  “It’s right outside.”

  He lowered Jess to her feet and took her hand.

  “Come on, one more surprise.”

  A stretch limo waited outside. Jessica’s eyes got wide.

  “Is this just for us?”

  “Uh huh.”

  “Aren’t we less than ten minutes from the hotel?”

  “I thought we could take the scenic route.”

  Jess was staring at him as the driver opened the door for them.

  “What are you trying to do to me?”

  “I thought we should take this opportunity to make up for lost time.”

  “I don’t understand…”

  She climbed in and he followed her into the limo.

  “Neither one of us went through the traditional American teenager phases.”

  “Like what?”

  He slid his hand up her thigh and watched her pupils dilate. Now she really looked like a doll with saucer eyes.

  “Like… fooling around in cars.”

  He grinned at her and pressed the intercom.

  “Once around the park please.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  He grinned and watched Jess start to fidget. She was still shy about asking for what she wanted. He was about to teach her a lesson in that.

  “Lay back.”

  “Huh?”

  He slid to his knees and nestled himself between her thighs, stroking them soothingly. She was wearing a cute little skirt with tights. It was almost begging him to get a taste of her.

  “I want to make you come.”

  “Oh. Here?”

  His smile was sensual as he tugged the tights down her legs. She was trapped now, held open by his shoulders and unable to move because of the tights around her ankles. He rested his knees on the tights.

  Gotcha.

  “Yes, here.”

  She swallowed nervously, glancing at the windows.

  “Privacy tint. You can see out but they can’t see in.”

  “They?”

  “Everyone in midtown manhattan.”

  She paled and he laughed, letting his fingertips brush up and down her thighs. He let them drag over the front of her panties.

  “You want to… um…”

  “I want to go down on you.”

  “Oh.”

  She let out a squeak as he leaned forward and kissed her through her panties.

  “Can I?”

  His fingers didn’t rest, teasing and toying with her puffy little lips through the thin cotton fabric.

  “Oooohh… Okay.”

  He smiled in answer and tugged her panties down. Her ankles were together now and her knees apart. He slid his hands under her juicy little ass and lifted her slightly.

  Like a meal he couldn’t wait to devour.

  But he was going slow. After all, he wanted her to enjoy the entire ride, not just the trip to central park.

  Slowly he lowered his mouth to her. And blew.

  She jumped but he held her firm. He slid his tongue up and down the line between her lips a few times. She gasped and he chuckled, blowing on her again.

  “Open the window a crack.”

  “But it’s freezing!”

  “It will feel nice, trust me.”

  He heard the sound of the window going down and spared a glance upward. Jess was bright red, staring at the tiny sliver of empty space.

  “No one can see you.”

  “Okay.”

  “I’m sure they’d like to watch you getting your pussy licked.”

  She made a strangled sound of embarrassment as he started kissing her pussy lips in earnest. He made out with her, scooping his tongue just inside her and twirling it around.

  “Ohhhh…”

  He was smiling as he let his fingers get busy with her clit. He used a light touch. He knew his girl was sensitive.

  “What are you-“

  He plunged his tongue inside her, then out again. In and out. In and out.

  He tongue fucked her while she moaned helplessly. Her hands were on his shoulders, holding on for dear life.

  “Kendall!”

  She was close. He knew it. So he stopped.

  “Oh… oh my God what are you doing to me?”

  He smiled up at her.

  “What would you like me to do?”

  “Can you, um, do that some more?”

  “Do what?” He licked her pussy softly, making lazy circles. “Lick you like this?”

 
“Yes and, um, the other thing.”

  “Play with your clit?”

  “Hmm hmmm…”

  He took mercy on her. He’d wanted her to say it, but this was almost as good. He could work on her shyness a little later.

  Once they were back in the hotel making the beast with two backs.

  “Okay Jess, if you insist…”

  She squealed as he dove back in, giving her every thing he had. His tongue worked her pussy hard while his caloused fingers danced over her sensitive nub.

  In no time at all, she was coming.

  Loudly.

  Kendall tried not to laugh as she creamed all over his face. Her hips were boucning as she rode his face, all shyness gone. Her gorgeous little legs were shaking as he plunged his tongue into her again and again.

  “Damn, Jess. That was hot.”

  She was blushing ferociously as he kissed her pussy one last time and helped her pull her panties and tights back up.

  She snuggled into his side.

  “That was nice?”

  “Nice?”

  She blushed again, hiding her face in his shoulder.

  “Good, because I want to do it again.”

  “Again?”

  “Uh huh. As soon as we get back to the hotel. And… other things.”

  “Oh.”

  “Would you like that Jess?”

  She nodded.

  “Yes Kendall. I would.”

  Epilogue

  Kendall

  “You brought her? Your new bird?”

  Kendall laughed, glad Jessica was upstairs watching BBC in her pajamas. She was loving the Ritz, with the antique furniture and traditional decor. It was right up her alley.

  “I’m not letting her out of my sight for a minute.”

  Nick downed his champagne and another was poured for him, almost like magic. Every eye in the hotel bar was staring at them. And no wonder.

  Kendall was mega famous, but here in London, Nick was a God.

  Which was one of the reasons the rocker lived in LA most of the year. He hated the attention. But he loved his ‘mum.’ So it was lucky that they were both here at the same time.

  “And she’s a civilian?”

  “She’s a doctor actually.”

  “You know, I’ve got something she could have a look at…”

  “She’s an animal doctor.”

  “Well, that’s good. I’ve got an anaconda that needs some attention.”

  “Shut up, you pervert. Like you aren’t rolling in babes.”

  “True, true.”

  Nick gave Kendall a thoughtful look, ignoring the women preening at the bar.

  “You seem different. You’re serious about this one, aren’t you?”

  “She’s special. One in a million.”

  He slapped Nick’s back.

  “No, a billion.”

  “You’re thinking of shacking up, then?”

  “Already done.”

  Nick leaned back on the chaise, looking overwhelmed.

  “The student has surpassed the teacher.”

  Kendall laughed.

  “You’ll meet your match. I’m sure of it.”

  “Never gonna happen. No woman can handle me.”

  “That might be true.”

  “Did you tell Bruce?”

  “Not yet. He’s worse than you are.”

  “Who me? He’s sworn off women. I’m just availing myself of all the variety life has to offer.”

  “That’s an understatement.”

  Nick raised a glass.

  “To lady doctors and understatements.”

  They toasted and downed their drinks.

  “Speaking of lady doctors… I better get back upstairs. I want you to meet her when we’re back in LA.”

  “Keep your nickers clean. I’d love to meet her. Oh and Kendall?”

  He stopped and turned back to stare at the rocker, looking rakish in his leather pants and torn t-shirt. Two women were already sliding into the lounge chair on either side of him.

  “Yes?”

  “Don’t forget to invite me to the wedding.”

  Kendall smiled, not at all worried about that. It would happen. And soon, if he had anything to say about it.

  “I was hoping you’d be the best man.”

  Nick thought that was hysterical, and dissolved into drunken laughter.

  “Don’t tell Bruce, he’ll get jealous!”

  “I was thinking I’d have two.”

  “You’re a right bastard, you are. Stealing all my fun.”

  Kendall shook his head and walked out, already thinking about what was waiting for him upstairs. She’d be wrapped in the blankets, reading or watching Dr. Who.

  Maybe they could order a late night snack and feed it to each other. What he really wanted was to have another marathon sex session but he knew he’d have to go easy on her, she was still a beginner.

  He could not wait to teach her everything he knew.

  And for the first time, he knew he’d have the time he needed to do it. She wasn’t going to run off again or assume the worse. He had all the time he needed to prove that she was safe.

  That he loved her and always would.

  He grabbed a Cadbury bar from the shop and hurried to the penthouse. His girl had a sweet tooth. Come to think of it, so did he.

  It was a damn good thing she was so sweet.

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  Excerpt of Cuffed

  Connor

  “Scream all you want, honey. No one’s gonna hear you.”

  She tugged frantically at her ankle, then stopped to glare at me. Dammit, the old stereotype was true. Casey was even prettier than usual when she was angry.

  “You’re not going anywhere.”

  “You can’t do this.”

  “I can. And I will.”

  “This is- kidnapping!”

  “You aren’t a kid. And I’m a federal agent.”

  “Good! If someone finds out they will throw you in jail!”

  I smiled at her calmly, my eyes trailing over her long legs. She was wearing tight jeans and they were extremely sexy for some reason.

  Probably because she was wearing them.

  “I don’t think so.”

  “Oh yeah? How are you going to explain this?”

  She held up the chain and waved it at me.

  “Kinky sex game?”

  Her mouth opened in shock. I had her there. And damn if it didn’t give me ideas.

  “I’m tired Casey, or whatever your name is. But you are going to tell me something. You are going to tell me everything.”

  Her eyes were wide as I walked over to the couch and sat down next to her.

  “No, I’m not.”

  “Yes. You are.”

  I smiled and reached out for her. Then I pulled her over my lap. She screamed as she lay facedown on the couch. Her perfect bottom was high up in the air as she wiggled around, trying to get away.

  I grunted, realizing my dick was getting hard and that there was no way to hide it from her.

  She stopped wiggling with a loud gasp.

  Oh yeah, she’d noticed alright.

  I rested one hand on her back to hold her in place and laid one over the generous globes of her delicious looking ass.

  Hmmff… it felt nice too. Really fucking nice. I smiled to myself and lifted my
hand.

  Time to make it jiggle.

  SMACK.

  “Was Dante at the Jar that night?”

  “Ow! Yes, Christ I told you!”

  SMACK.

  “Did you see him with the vic?”

  Silence. So be it. I lifted my hand again.

  SMACK.

  “Did you see Dante with the vic?”

  “No!”

  I stopped, my hand frozen in midair. I knew it was insane what I was doing. Everything I was doing.

  I was too close to the case. It was the middle of the night. The girl brought out a protective urge in me.

  But it was more than all that.

  Her shoulders were shaking. I let my hand rest on her bottom. I stroked her softly, knowing that it was dangerous.

  Stupid.

  But Jesus it felt right.

  She sat up and stared at me. Those bright blue eyes of hers shimmered with unshed tears.

  I reached out, my head tilted as I examined her. My fingers found her cheek and noticed that they were dry. She hadn’t let a single tear fall.

  I smiled into that beautiful, perfect face of hers.

  “Liar.”

  Excerpt of Cockpit

  Jagger

  I rubbed my cheek where she'd slapped it, admiring the way she looked in those tight jeans of hers as she stomped off. She was a redhead alright. Only a russet haired woman would slap a man after kissing the hell out of him.

  And Jenny was one hell of a kisser.

  I took my time coming back in. Not because I was worried she'd slap me again. I was just deep in thought.

  Mostly thinking about gettin' deep in her.

  I sat down and ordered a watered down pitcher of beer. I had a long night ahead of me. I had someone to walk home.

  Jenny scowled at me while she took my order, and scowled when she watched the other bartender bring it back. She scowled when she brought me a basket of fries.

  The woman basically scowled up and down the whole night.

  I sat back and waited for her shift to end, enjoying the memory of the way her luscious body had melted against me. It was getting close to time when she asked me if I wanted anything else. I took my time, staring up and down her body.