Maddox: A Bad Boy Rock Star Romance (Rock Hard Book 2)

by Lilian Monroe

  My nerves evaporated when Maddox kissed me tenderly. His lips were soft as he pressed his mouth to mine, tangling his fingers into my hair and pulling me up towards him.

  “Lacie,” he breathed, growling the way that drove me wild.

  “Yes?”

  “I want to fuck you so bad.”

  He looked me with those hazel eyes of his and I just about fainted. His thick eyelashes rimmed his gorgeous eyes, with his sandy blonde hair falling over his forehead. I smiled shyly.

  “So fuck me, Maddox.”

  He closed his eyes and groaned. “You have no idea how much I want to. I just want to shove my cock so deep inside you I fill you up completely.”

  I shivered in anticipation. I wanted that too. “But?”

  “But I don’t want to ruin this. You’re different.”

  “I’m not different,” I laughed. “Do you say that to all the girls?”

  His eyes darkened and he frowned. “No,” he growled, and my eyes widened. He took a deep breath, his chest heaving. He was still leaned over the hood of the car, with my legs hooked around his hips and his weight resting on his elbows on either side of my head.

  “I want you, Lacie,” he said. “But I want to have you the way you deserve to be treated. With rose petals and bubble baths and fucking champagne. Not on the hood of your friends rusty-ass car.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s a nice thought. But I think you’re overestimating how special I am.”

  He shook his head, nudging his nose against mine. “I’ve met a lot of people over the past few years, and there’s something about you that’s different. Believe me, Lacie,” He said, his eyes darkening and his voice getting lower. “I’ll make you mine.”

  I shivered, loving the way his words sent a thrill through me. His? What did that even mean? I didn’t know, but I liked the way it sounded.

  “But I’m going to do it my way. Not here. Not now.”

  I reached down towards his pants and he groaned when I started stroking his thick cock.

  “You’re so hard,” I breathed. He groaned. “Let me make you feel as good as you made me feel.”

  He opened his eyes again and the animalistic desire in them made me whimper. He growled then, crushing his lips against mine. I fumbled with his pants, unbuckling his belt and shoving his pants and underwear halfway down his thighs.

  His cock sprang free, and I gasped.

  “Holy shit,” I breathed. Maddox chuckled.

  “Like what you see?”

  I bit my lip. I wrapped my hand around his shaft, barely able to reach my fingers around. When I started stroking, Maddox groaned in satisfaction. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against mine.

  “You have no idea how fucking good that feels,” he growled before kissing me gently.

  I let his precum cover my hand and slid it back down his thick shaft. I smiled. “I’ve got a fair idea how good it feels.”

  I nudged the head of his cock against my still-wet slit. He groaned again, pulling his hips away.

  “Bad girl.”

  “I know you want to,” I whispered.

  “You’re fucking right I want to,” he replied. “But not like this.”

  My heart was thumping. I felt nervous all over again, stroking his huge, beautiful cock in my hand. It was so close to me, I could almost imagine what it would feel like when it filled me up.

  “I want to see you come,” I whispered. I didn’t usually talk dirty. My cheeks flushed, and I looked away. Maddox lifted a hand, turning my chin back towards him.

  “What did you say?”

  I gulped. His eyes were fiery, staring at me with an intensity I’d never seen before.

  “I said I want to see you come.”

  He closed his eyes and sighed, shaking his head. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he whispered. I rolled my hips towards him, stroking him with my hand as I let his head rub in my velvety lips.

  He growled, pushing his hips towards me. I moved my hand faster in time with his hips, loving the way his precum dragged through my slit as the head of his cock moved back and forth. I gasped as I felt his cock throb in my hand.

  I wanted him inside me. My mouth fell open every time he came close to my opening. Maddox’s breath got shallower until finally, he stood up and took his cock in his hand. He pumped it with his hand, and then he moaned.

  Thick, white ropes of cum shot out his cock and covered me. My legs, my pussy, my stomach, every exposed inch of skin between my legs was sticky with his seed. He grunted as he came, his eyes low as he watched the mess we made.

  I dragged a finger through my slit, rolling it in his cum and bringing it to my lips. He watched every movement intently, his breath caught between his lips.

  When I slid my finger in my mouth, he growled. I moaned with him, tasting the saltiness of his seed for the first time.

  “You taste pretty good too,” I whispered.

  Maddox grinned. “You’ll get to taste it again.” He looked down at my legs and moaned, shaking his head. “So fucking beautiful, Lacie. I want you to keep my cum right there, dripping down your legs and reminding you how fucking mine you are.”

  I caught my bottom lip in my teeth, my eyes widening. He nodded. “You hear me? That white cum between your legs is mine, and your pussy is mine too.”

  My heart was thumping as his words sent another wave of desire pulsing through my veins. I squeezed my thighs together, feeling the sticky, slick feeling of his orgasm and mine between them. I nodded to him.

  “Good,” he growled. “Now come on, angel, let’s go home.”

  Chapter 9 - Maddox

  Lacie tossed the car keys at me.

  “I can’t drive right now,” she grinned. “I feel like I’m drunk.”

  “I tend to have that effect on women.”

  “Yeah, right,” she laughed, rolling her eyes. “Come on, let’s go.”

  We drove away from the lookout and back towards my house. For the first time since we left them, I thought of Veronica and Carter and wondered what they’d been up to. Lacie checked her phone as if she were thinking the same thing.

  “No word from Veronica. She must be enjoying herself.” She paused, looking over at me. “Maddox,” she started. I glanced at her and moved my hand to her thigh.

  “What’s up?”

  “I… I don’t usually do this. I mean, sleep with clients. Or men I don’t know. This…”

  “Hey,” I said gently, squeezing my hand on her thigh as I kept my eyes on the road. “Me neither, for what it’s worth.”

  She snorted, and I glanced at her. She arched her eyebrow at me. I grinned.

  “Alright, yeah, there tend to be women around when you’re a musician. But I wouldn’t…” I sighed. “You’re different.”

  I could feel her eyes on me, and my pulse quickened. What was I saying? It was true, of course, but what did I actually mean?

  It was different with Lacie. We had an instant connection from the moment she walked into the rehearsal space. It was like we were drawn to each other. Everything seemed brighter and more exciting with her around.

  Maybe it was the post-orgasm bliss talking. Maybe it was the fact that for the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel on edge.

  Maybe it was just that she was a beautiful girl, and she was giving me all her attention.

  But I didn’t think so.

  We pulled in the driveway to my house and I got out. Her mouth dropped when she saw the size of our mansion. She looked at me, eyes wide, and then swept her eyes around the neighborhood. You could hardly see the next house over. It was nestled in some trees, a good distance away from ours.

  She nodded to the car. “You sure this thing is safe here? Seems like a pretty rough neighborhood.”

  “No hubcap is safe in this place,” I grinned, holding my arm out to her. She hooked her arm in mine and leaned her cheek on my shoulder in a small, intimate movement that felt perfectly natural, and we walked towards the house.<
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  When we entered, the whole place was quiet.

  “Hello?” I called out, glancing into the living room. I could see the light on in the kitchen at the back of the house, and I led Lacie back there.

  The bottle opener was on the counter, with a couple empty beer bottles. I glanced around, listening for any evidence of Carter and Veronica.

  Then, we heard a huge scream and a splash, followed by a fit of giggles. Lacie’s eyes grew and she ran towards the back door, opening it wide and running out.

  Veronica was in our huge pool with Carter. He was behind her with his arms wrapped around her, kissing her neck. They both looked up when they heard us come out.

  “We interrupting something?” Lacie asked, laughing. She took a step forward and frowned, glancing at the pool chairs with piles of clothes on and around them. “Are you naked?”

  Veronica laughed. “Well I wasn’t going to jump in with all my clothes on, was I?”

  “Come on,” I said to Lacie, grinning. “I’ll show you the hot tub.” We walked away to more sounds of splashing and giggling. Lacie looked up at me, shaking her head.

  “Did you drug all of us? Is this some alternate reality? What is going on? We’re like a bunch of horny teenagers!”

  I laughed, leading her down a stone path towards the gazebo on the far end of the yard. Our huge hot tub was underneath it, overlooking all of Los Angeles. We’d installed a small bar on the back side of the gazebo, making this area the perfect little oasis to come in the evenings. Lacie gasped as I turned the hot tub on. It roared to life, jets of water soon swirling through the tub.

  “And I thought the other lookout was nice!” She exclaimed, looking at me with bright eyes.

  “The other lookout was perfect,” I growled, wrapping my arms around her. She fit perfectly against me, wrapping her arms around my neck. My hands drifted down to her ass, pulling her close to me. I could feel my cock throbbing and Lacie whimpered. She pressed herself against me so that my hard shaft was against her belly.

  “I still want you,” she whispered, looking up at me with big doe eyes.

  “I know,” I replied, crushing my lips against hers. I backed her up towards the hot tub, lifting her up so she was sitting on the edge. I pulled her dress off overhead tossing it aside and groaning when I saw her body.

  “You’re so perfect, you know that?” I said, teasing my fingers over her skin, touching the crook of her hip. She blushed and smiled and my heart exploded in my chest. I dropped my pants and tore my shirt off overhead, and Lacie wrapped her arms around my neck. She kissed me hard, pulling me against her and tangling her fingers into my hair.

  Then, everything went off-balance. I tried to go to her just as she was pulling me closer, and her ass must have slipped on the hot tub. The two of us went tumbling over in a splash of arms and legs. I got my footing and pulled her up out of the water, her eyes wide and her mouth open. Water ran down her face in little rivulets as she took big gasping breaths of air.

  “You okay?” I asked, panting.

  She smacked my chest. “You did that on purpose,” she said with a gleam in her eye.

  “I swear,” I said, putting a hand over my heart. “I didn’t.”

  “You guys okay?” Veronica’s voice called out. She appeared down the path with a towel wrapped around her body. She looked at the hot tub, at me and Lacie and a grin appeared over her lips. Carter wasn’t far behind, and soon the four of us were laughing.

  Veronica pointed at me. “Cover your eyes,” she commanded. I frowned, but did as she asked. I heard a splash, and soon she was in the water with us. Carter dropped his towel and covered his junk with his hands. He went to the bar and pulled out four bottles of beer, dishing them out to each of us. He climbed into the hot tub and clinked his drink against each of ours.

  “To new and old friends,” he said solemnly.

  I snorted. “When did you turn into a poet?”

  “When these two beauties walked into our lives,” he replied, bringing the bottle to his lips. I nodded, putting my arm around Lacie and taking a long drink.

  “To new and old friends,” I repeated, taking another sip and squeezing my arm around the woman of my dreams.

  Chapter 10 - Lacie

  Vee and I left well after midnight. We both wanted to stay, but we all had an early morning the following day and we had lots to prepare. Maddox kissed me slowly before I left, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. His dark eyes were shining in the night, and something in my chest fluttered.

  “See you tomorrow,” he said. I smiled, and went with Vee back to her car. We drove in silence for a while, until I took a deep breath and finally looked at her.

  “Well, that was… unexpected.”

  A grin spread over her face and she glanced over at me, her hands tightening on the steering wheel. “Yeah.”

  “Should we tell Morgan?”

  “Probably not right away. This job is super important to her, and she might panic that we’re messing it up for her.”

  “True,” I said, leaning my head back against the seat. “Is her boss really trying to sabotage her?”

  “I think so. He’s had it out for her for a while. The Mondays have been on a six-month bender, by all accounts. He’s probably trying to set her up to fail.”

  “They seemed pretty normal to me. Not like crazy rock stars or anything.”

  Veronica snorted. “Normal is one word for it. Fucking sexy as hell is another.”

  “That’s four words,” I laughed.

  “You know what I mean.”

  “Are we assholes? For doing this when so much is riding on this job for Morgan?”

  Veronica sighed, pursing her lips. Finally, she shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe. It just kind of… happened.”

  “Yeah,” I replied.

  We rode in silence all the way to my place. When she pulled up outside my place, Veronica looked at me curiously.

  “So, did you…?”

  “Did I what?” I asked, my cheeks getting redder.

  “You know… Did you have sex?”

  I chewed my lip and shrugged. Suddenly I was tongue tied. “I mean… not technically?” I turned slowly, glancing at my friend. A smile tugged at her lips and then she burst out laughing. I wasn’t far behind. Soon the two of us were in tears, leaning on each other as we laughed.

  “What are we doing with our lives?” Veronica giggled.

  “Living them,” I said. “I’ll see you in a few hours at the show.”

  “See ya,” she said, and I slipped out of the car. I floated up to my house and collapsed in bed, a smile still playing on my lips. My mom was already asleep in the other room and I sighed deeply. Just for tonight, I didn’t want to think about it. It was too hard.

  I could still feel Maddox’s hands on my body, and I could feel the electricity coursing through my veins when I thought of his body near mine. It had been like a fairy tale to be at his house. I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting to think about my own old house and my sick mother in the next room. I just wanted to dream of the hot tub, the beautiful garden, the view of the city, and Maddox’s arms wrapped around my body.

  I fell asleep dreaming of him.

  When I woke up a couple hours later, I jumped out of bed with a smile on my face. I needed to be at the studio early to get the band ready for The Morning Show. Morgan had warned us that this would be a really important show to get the band back in the public eye, this time in a good way.

  Vee picked me up right on time, handing me a coffee and grinning. We were at the studio by 6:30am. There was a gleam in her eye, but neither of us spoke much. I made my way to the band’s dressing room and got my hair and makeup supplies ready. Veronica disappeared, since she wouldn’t be needed until they got there. She would be documenting behind-the-scenes footage until we did the full photo shoot later.

  I was just laying out the last of my things near the vanity when the door opened. I knew it was him before I saw him. It was like Maddox ha
d an aura, or an energy that hit me right in the middle of the chest. I turned slowly, gripping the counter behind me with my hands.

  He looked me up and down, letting a low growl escape his lips.

  “Hey,” I said, blushing.

  “Hey.”

  He stalked towards me and within seconds his lips were crushed against mine. He wrapped his arms around me and swept me up in a dizzying kiss. My hands crawled up his chest, resting on his jaw as he kissed me deeper.

  “You look fucking amazing,” he said, running his hands up my sides.

  I laughed. “I’m wearing black jeans and a black tee-shirt.”

  “And you look amazing in them.”

  My heart fluttered, and butterflies crashed around in my stomach. There was something in Maddox’s eye, something that I couldn’t place. It was like I was putty in his hands. He could do whatever he wanted with me. He could tell me to do anything and I would do it.

  He sank down in the chair and pulled me on top of him.

  “So this is your battle station, is it?” He asked, nodding to the vanity.

  I grinned. “Yeah. It’s a tough job making you guys look pretty, but someone has to do it.”

  He squeezed his hands and pulled me into his chest. “Tough job?”

  “You’re not giving me much to work with,” I said, running my finger along his chiseled jaw. His eyes flashed and the butterflies fluttered in my stomach again. He pulled me closer, and I fell against his impossibly muscular chest.

  “Did you dream of me last night?” He growled in my ear. “Because I dreamt of you. I dreamt of eating that sweet little pussy of yours.”

  I whimpered as his hands roamed all over me, cupping my ass.

  “I dreamt of all the things I’m going to do to my sweet little angel,” he continued, his voice low and husky. “About how you’ll be the dirtiest girl you’ve ever been for me.”

  “Yeah?” I breathed, my head nestled in his neck. His hands ran over my jeans, brushing my thighs and sending electric shocks through me. “You make me want to be dirty,” I whispered.