Rockstar's Temptation (Decoy #4)

by K. T Fisher

  Emma smiles an evil smirk. “I need you to distract that man down there.”

  “What, why?”

  “Because you’re fucking amazing at distracting guys, they love those purple eyes.”

  Nadia rolls her eyes and I notice she does have fucking purple eyes! “Holy shit!”

  Nadia laughs. “You had sex with me and didn’t even notice.” It’s not a question, it’s a statement, and I feel shit.

  “Shit, sorry.” She’s right, I’m a fucking dick. How many other women are out there that I didn’t even look at? They were just a woman for the night to warm my bed.

  Nadia pats my shoulder. “Chill, big man. It’s cool.”

  I relax as I realize she’s serious. I look down to check up on Maisy and see she’s gone. My heart beats fast as I try to find her. I press myself up against the rails and scan the dance floor below me. Emma and Nadia come to each side of me doing exactly the same. “Shit!”

  “We will find her, Max,” Emma says loudly above the music.

  I don’t answer because I’m too busy looking for her. Fuck, where could she be? I can’t even see Jake. I don’t like this. Jake doesn’t seem like a good guy to me, even though I haven’t met him. I just have this feeling, and that feeling has doubled since he brought her here and now I can’t see her. I don’t like this one fucking bit!

  Emma and Nadia both stand straight. I look at them, and put down their wide eyes down to the fact that they have seen Maisy, but when Emma raises her hand to her ear piece. I realize that they are listening to someone.

  “What?” I shout at them.

  “Oh god,” Nadia whispers so quietly I hardly hear her over the bass of the music.

  “Max!” Emma shouts to me and starts walking as fast as she can in her heels. I follow immediately, and Nadia is right behind me.

  “Emma!” I shout for her to tell me what’s going on as we run through the back of the club.

  “One of the girls went out for a cigarette and spotted them!” she shouts.

  We move our way through dancing couples and towards a staff-only door.

  “Who?” I shout back at her, but I already know.

  “I don’t know, but I think it might be Maisy! She said she’s spotted a young male slapping a woman and immediately called it in.” A smart girl. Even though something dangerous has happened, she would be silly to dive right in there. She needs back-up and that’s exactly where we are going. I pray to fucking god it isn’t Maisy.

  We run out the door and come down a dark corridor. Two men follow us as Nadia shouts them over for help. We come outside and Emma walks over to a shaken-looking girl. “Where?”

  The girl points down the alley. “They were down there. He sounded horrible.”

  We start running down the alley, but I don’t see anything. My heart is beating a million beats a fucking second. That’s when I hear Maisy’s voice, and it cuts right through me.

  “Fuck off!”

  I skid to a halt and head off in the right-hand direction. The two men who joined us quickly do the same. Then I see Jake, his back towards me but he has his hands all over Maisy. She’s desperately trying to get him off her but she’s so tiny she has no chance.

  “You know you want it,” he groans.

  That’s it. I storm over and shove him off her like he’s a twig. He falls to the floor and moans like a pussy. The two men immediately grab him, and I don’t waste any time. I land two punches in his chest and one to his fucking face.

  “Max!” Emma shouts, but I don’t listen as I punch him again.

  “Max,” I hear again but this time it’s Maisy, and her voice sounds pained.

  I stop and look at her, and my heart drops. Her lipstick is smudged; her hair is a mess and her dress slightly torn. I glare at Jake again as the two men hold him up, almost begging me to hit him again.

  “Max,” she begs me again and this time I grab Maisy into my arms and hold her tight.

  “It’s okay, baby, I’m here.”

  She starts to cry in my arms and without a word, I pick her up and carry her away.

  “Call the police and don’t let him out of your sights,” I hear Emma from behind me. I hear her heels follow as I walk around the front of the club. When we get to my bike, I curse as I realize I didn’t bring the car.

  “Shit!”

  “Take my car.” Emma holds out her keys.

  “What time do you finish work?” I ask, as she directs me over to her car.

  “Not until three.”

  I settle Maisy in the front and kiss her forehead before shutting the door behind her. “I’ll get someone to bring it back before then.”

  She smiles. “Don’t stress about that. I’ll get a lift from Nadia if it’s not back.”

  I give her a quick kiss before getting in and driving away.

  “You okay?” I ask Maisy, but she doesn’t say anything. “Babe?”

  Her head slowly turns to face me. “What?”

  She’s still in shock. “You okay?”

  She nods her head and goes back to looking out the window. That fucker Jake did this to her! God I wish I could punch him again, punch him so much he won’t open his eyes again. I feel a soft hand on top of mine on the steering wheel and see it’s Maisy. Her eyes are wide as she looks at my hand, it’s clenched hard, so I loosen it, but it’s the blood that has her worried.

  “Not mine,” I answer, and her worried look disappears.

  “Thank you,” she whispers.

  “No need to thank me, baby. I’ve got you now and there isn’t anyone who can hurt you.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Maisy

  Max has been fussing over me ever since we got back. I’m not complaining at all, it actually feels nice. As soon as we got back, he made me shower as he rang someone about his bike and the girls’ car he borrowed. I didn’t’ want to have a shower, but Max assured me I would feel better and I’m glad I trusted him because I do, a lot, actually. The water felt as if it were washing away Jake’s greedy hands. I can’t believe he fucking did that to me. He asked if I wanted to go and made out like he knew a shortcut. It didn’t feel right, and I should have trusted my gut feeling because he was a dick!

  I leave my bedroom in just some baggy sports trousers and a plain t-shirt with my wet hair tied in a bun on the top of my head. Max is on his phone in the kitchen so I sit down on the sofa.

  “He’s the band’s roadie. I trust him so no need to worry. He should be there in about ten minutes and he’s bringing back my bike. Alright, Em, I’ll catch you later.”

  Ending his phone conversation, he walks in with a large mug. He smiles at me as he sees me and places the mug on the coffee table. “Hot chocolate for you.”

  As he sets it down, I see a huge amount of whipped cream and marshmallows. I pick it up and let the mug warm my hands as I lick at the cream. God, this tastes so good!

  “I had Mitch and Bob go to the shop for hot chocolate goodies.” He grins.

  Mitch and Bob are two of their band’s roadies who live nearby. They’re young and haven’t managed to find themselves another band to help out while Decoy takes a break. So the guys have let them help them out, just with little things here and there, but it must be nice for them.

  “Thank you,” I manage to say in the middle of licking more cream and eating the now-melted marshmallows. Yum, they taste so good!

  I notice Max keeps looking around and towards the stairs, and then it hits me. He’s expecting Lauren. “She’s not here,” I grumble. “She was doing my head in so I told her to go.”

  “She gone home?”

  I’m assuming he means back to America so I shake my head. “No, to my parents’. I bet she’s having a better time there. My mom will love fussing over her, tending to her little princess’ every needs.”

  I sound like a jealous child, but I don’t really care. I’m not actually jealous, I’m just annoyed and pissed off about it all.

  We sit in silence as I sip on my hot cho
colate. “Maisy, are you-“

  Max starts to ask if I’m okay, but there’s a knock on the door. He gives me an adorable shy smile and goes to answer it. I listen as he tells Mitch and Bob to go to the club and take Emma’s car back, then for one of them to ride his bike back here while the other follows in their car.

  “If there’s one fucking scratch on my bike you won’t get fucking paid,” he grumbles before closing the door, and I can’t help but laugh.

  “What are you laughing at?” he asks as he sits down.

  “You and that precious bike of yours.” I giggle.

  “Babe, it’s not just a bike. Those fuckers know not to mark it and a little fear will make sure they don’t fuck around.” He looks me over and starts to ask his question again. “You doing okay?”

  “Yeah, now I have you.”

  He suddenly comes to sit on the sofa beside me. “Fuck Mase, I was so scared.”

  “How did you know where I was?” Then for the first time since I saw Max punch Jake, I think, why was he there at all? “Why were you at the club?”

  His face looks guilty, and I tense. “Were you following me?”

  He sighs. “Yeah.”

  “Oh my god, Max!”

  “I was worried about you, and I was fucking right about him!”

  My face blushes as I fill with embarrassment. I was so stupid to trust Jake. To think he was a nice regular guy.

  “Shit, it’s not your fault.” He removes my mug from my hands and turns me to face him. “I was so scared for you.”

  “I thought you were mad at me,” I whisper.

  All night, I kept going over what happened earlier today when Max and I kissed and then Jake called me. I should have ignored the call or even told Jake no. I should have stayed with Max.

  Max holds onto my face. “No, why would you ever think that?”

  “Because you left me.”

  He swallows me in his large arms, and I melt. I love being here, against his warm, hard chest and surrounded by his arms.

  “Never again, babe, I promise you.”

  I sigh and relax further. “God, I’m going to be forever single,” I moan. “I won’t be able to trust anyone else, I’m useless.”

  “I don’t believe that for a second,” he answers.

  I look up at him. “Do you think you will meet someone? Settle down? I don’t think you could be faithful, actually.” I laugh.

  Max frowns and lets me go. Shit, I’ve upset him! “Oh god! I’m sorry Max.”

  Me and my big fucking mouth!

  “No, it’s fine.” He rubs his face and looks back at me. “For the right woman I would. I’d protect her with my life and let nothing hurt her, not even me. When I finally have her to myself, I’ll be by her side until the day I die.”

  I gasp and place my hand over my heart. “Oh my god Max, that’s so beautiful.”

  He laughs. “Seriously, I know I’ve got a reputation, but for the right woman, I would lay down my world for her, and she wouldn’t need a thing.”

  His eyes burn into me, and I’ve suddenly become breathless. “That’s going to be one lucky woman.”

  “I think I might have already found her, though.” His voice has become deep and thick with an emotion I don’t recognize from Max.

  I swallow, trying to remove the dryness in my throat. “Really?”

  Is this really happening?

  “Who is she?”

  He doesn’t say another word. Instead, Max jumps on top of me, claiming my mouth as his own. I moan into his mouth as his tongue takes control. The way it moves inside my mouth makes me wonder what it would feel like somewhere else. My hands feel his wide, strong back and scratch their way back down. Max growls into my mouth and nudges my legs apart. Settling himself between my thighs, and because I only have thin trousers on, I can feel his long and rock-hard cock digging into me. I have no control as I grind against him, making myself even wetter than before.

  There’s a loud knock on the door, and Max groans against me. “Fuck!” He leans off me and points. “Don’t move.”

  I hear him open my door. “What?”

  “Bike’s here, wanna check it’s not damaged?”

  “No I’m fine, here’s your money.”

  I hear Bob choke. “£600! Dude! We only collected your bike!”

  “And I need you to fuck off. Get gone.” He slams the door, and I hear the lock.

  Meanwhile, I’ve been lying still, apart from my heavy breathing as I wait to see what will happen next. This is brand new territory and I won’t lie: I’m scared shitless!

  When Max returns, he reaches down and grabs me, picking me up with no effort at all.

  “Max!”

  He shuts me up by kissing me crazy and still walking. Once we reach the stairs, though, he sadly removes his mouth and carries me up. I have no confusion as to what’s about to happen and I become all giddy inside. I feel like a virgin all over again!

  Once we get to my room, Max literally throws me down on the bed, and I squeal. This makes Max grin, it’s predatory, and my insides quiver with anticipation. He just stares down at me, drinking me in and I feel self-conscious. Here’s one of the most sexiest men I’ve ever seen, no, make that THE sexiest guy I have ever seen, and he’s looking down at me like I’m his feast.

  “Maisy,” he says my name like it’s a mix between a moan and a plea.

  He grabs me by the ankles and rubs his hands up my legs, up to my thighs and leaning over me as his hands reach my stomach. He lets out a deep groan as he skips by my breasts and decides to rub against the side instead. I gasp, and he looks from his hands to my face, watching me as he keeps his hands there.

  We stay like that, just looking at each other. What happens next can change everything, hell, it already has! We’ve gone further than just friends now. The kissing was intense but this..? This is on another level! I start to shake as Max leans down and softly kisses my neck. My hands start to move to the hem of his shirt, pulling at it. I want to feel his skin under my fingers, to scratch and grip onto his muscles. Max understands me and lets me pull his shirt over his head. I take this opportunity to marvel at his chest. He’s added a few new tattoos, and, wow, is his chest toned! So tight, so thick and so warm! My hands wander over his chest and over his shoulders, scratching down his back. Max growls and it makes me smile and Max returns it.

  “Kiss me,” I beg him, and he instantly gives me what I need.

  His mouth feels so divine and my arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to me. All of a sudden, our arms become a blur as we strip each other as fast as we can, eager to feel our skin against each other. When Max has me in just my underwear, he stares down at me, devouring me with his eyes. I go to remove my thong, but he stops me.

  “Let me.”

  As he kisses down my cleavage, he places his arm behind my back and removes my bra. Sliding it down my arms, he groans loudly when my breasts are revealed to him. My nipples are hard and pointing to attention, ready for his tongue as he makes me squirm under him. I grind against him and because there’s only my thong and his boxers in the way, I can feel all of his cock and I crave it. I want him to bury himself deep inside of me. I was cautious before, scared about what we were doing, but now his tongue has worked me up too much and now I know I want this.

  “Oh god,” I moan, as his fingers rub against my thong-covered clit.

  He literally rips them away with a loud roar, and I bite down on my lip so my loud moan in return stays quiet. I’d be embarrassed if I had let him hear it. All he has done is lick my nipples and touched me over my underwear, and I can already feel my climax, waiting to explode within me.

  Max stands and removes his boxers, slowly, teasing me. I just want him to stand straight again so I can see what I have fantasized about for a while now. When Max does stand tall, I am utterly speechless! Holy fuck, how the hell is that mean-looking cock going to fit inside of me?

  That thing is a beast and I want to taste it, but Max has ot
her plans and settles himself over me.

  “Fuck me, Mase, I want to lick that pussy of yours all fucking night and have you sucking my cock, but I need to be inside of you. I’ve waited too damn fucking long, and I need this now!”

  As he shouts, he slams himself inside me, and my head tilts back, and my eyes roll so much I see blackness and scream so loud I fear the neighbours will call the police. Max stills himself, waiting for me to come back to him, and when I look back at him, he looks pained.

  “What’s the matter?”

  “I’m waiting for you to look at me but it’s so fucking hard not to move.” Then Max does start to move, and I don’t know how to describe it. I’ve never felt anything like this before! I knew that this was not going to be the last time we had sex. How could I not want to feel like this before?

  Max holds onto me as he fucks me so hard I literally stop screaming. It’s so weird but as the intense pleasure takes hold of me, my mouth is open but no sound is coming out. Max’s cock is so big than I ever could imagine, I was a little scared when I first saw it. I thought he was going to tear me apart, only now I’m begging for it!

  “Harder! Fuck me harder Max!”

  He does indeed fuck me hard, but I feel no pain just pure amazing relief as Max brings me to the most high reaching orgasm I have ever been gifted! My nails dig hard into his shoulders that I feel the warmth of his blood in my nails. I would have said sorry, but I was too far gone in my high to care.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Maisy

  I wake in the morning with a huge smile on my face. I hear a grunt behind me and roll over to see a sleeping Max. I can’t believe we had sex last night, and as amazing as I’m feeling right now, I’m also scared. I love Max, both as a friend and now as a lover, but what if we have ruined what we had?

  I don’t know what I would do without Max in my life. Ever since he strolled into it, when the band returned home, I knew I’d miss him if he ever left. But I’m no fool, and I know who Max is and how he feels about relationships. Even though he said some pretty deep things last night, I know this isn’t forever. I mean, sure, if Max approached me again I wouldn’t turn him down because that would make me an idiot!