In Bed with the Rockstar (With the Rockstar #2) (rockstar romance series) (5 page)

“Stop,” Carrie said. “I’ll do it.”

“That’s what I thought.”

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.