The Dirty Texas Rockstar Box Set (Books 1 - 5)

by JA Low

  I flip him the bird.

  “I get what you mean,” Finn pipes up. “I’ve been thinking the same things; we have all been together for the past ten years professionally and before that every day after school. This will be the first time we all kind of go our separate ways.”

  “But we will all be working at the label together,” Axel adds.

  “Yeah, but we will all have different roles. Things are changing, we are moving on to the next phase of our lives,” Finn adds.

  Shit just got real.

  “Fuck, when did you all get to be such pussies,” Oscar curses to us all.

  “What? We can’t have a grown up conversation about life?” I question him.

  “I don’t know what the fuck they have done with the old Christian but bring him back, this one is scaring the shit out of me. Are you sick man?” Oscar grabs hold of my shoulder, giving it a shake.

  “Fuck off man, I was just thinking that’s all,” I bite at him, feeling angsty.

  “Chris, you alright?” Axel asks.

  “Yeah, everything is changing that’s all.” I don’t know why I am being a little bitch or why I am contemplating life so much at the moment but I am. “Ignore me guys, I must be getting my period or something.” I try to shake my thoughts away. The guys just keep looking at me. “Come on let’s play some music.” I change the subject hoping they will forget this conversation. Thank fuck, they all agree and we launch into it for the next couple of hours.

  I’m lying here staring at the ceiling trying to get to sleep but I can’t because I know Vanessa is out on a girls’ night with Isla, Sienna and Derrick. I don’t like it. I keep wondering if she is hooking up with someone. It never bothered me before—okay, that’s a lie. This time I have a friends with benefits thing going on with her and I don’t want to sleep with her at the same time she is seeing other people. Rolling over, I punch my pillow a couple of times trying to get comfortable. I haven’t been able to get Vanessa out of my head since the party last week. I knew it was stupid kissing her, knew it would open up old wounds and bring all those dormant feelings to the surface again but I hated her feeling like she wasn’t good enough. She deserves more and I want to give her more. She is so damn stubborn about keeping business and pleasure separate.

  Just thinking about her makes my dick hard. Grabbing the remote I turn on the TV and search for some of my favorite porn. I need to forget about what she is up to tonight. My eyes widen as two blonde beauties start kissing, can’t go past some lesbian porn to make me forget about Vanessa. Pushing my sweatpants down I fist my cock, watching the girls moan as they touch each other. Glossy lips sucking on pert nipples, fingers disappearing between tanned thighs, listening to their moans my dick thickens as I watch the scene in front of me. I’m in a steady rhythm as I watch the girls start to eat each other out, high squeals of delight filling my ears.

  “What the fuck?!” I scream as Vanessa bursts into my room, looking like a fucking vision. Dressed in a fire engine red, off the shoulder dress, a perfect V showing off her rounded breasts. Vanessa’s green eyes zero in on my hand stroking my dick then flicks to the screen as the two blondes start coming, their orgasms filling the room. Her eyes glance back to me as her hand reaches behind her and starts unzipping her red dress. My eyes are transfixed on the strip show happening before me. I don’t care the reasons why she is in my room at this moment because all I care about is seeing what is underneath that red dress. Vanessa takes her time, her eyes never leaving mine as she shimmies out of the tight dress. I watch as it hits the floor. My eyes follow her curves and linger on her bare breasts, a white G-string and red heels compliment the view in front of me.

  “What are you doing, Ness?” My words are shaky, because fuck, I hope to God she’s here to have some fun.

  “What are you doing, Chris?” Her eyes looking at my cock, my hand still groping it.

  I give her a smile as I watch her lick her lips. “Trying to forget about you.”

  Her eyebrows raise at my words.

  “Why?” Her voice is husky.

  “Because I didn’t want to think about you with other men.”

  She is silent for a moment as she turns back to the TV that has now gone blank. Not even a second later, her eyes are on my cock again.

  “And you thought you would take matters into your own hands?” she asks, giving me a smirk.

  “Yeah, I guess you could say that,” I chuckle.

  Shaking her head as she slinks toward the bed, my eyes follow the bounce of her breasts, the curves of her hips. Kicking off her red heels she kneels on the edge of the bed in between my legs. My eyes are unable to move away from her.

  “What did you tell me the other day?” Her eyes are locked with mine.

  My brain has stopped working, there is nothing but emptiness knocking around between my ears. “I don’t know, Ness. I’m finding it hard to think at the moment with you naked in front of me.”

  She gives me a seductive smile. “You said that if I ever had an itch to scratch that all I needed to do was knock on your door.”

  I vaguely remember saying something along those lines.

  “Well, Christian, the same goes for you.” Her hand reaches out and wraps itself around my cock just above my own fist. Her warm skin teasing my aching cock.

  “Ness, what are you doing?” I ask breathlessly.

  “Helping you. That’s what friends are for, isn’t it?” She licks her lips and starts moving her fist along my cock in a perfect rhythm that has me arching my back into her grip.

  “Fuck,” I groan, my eyes rolling back into my head.

  Vanessa giggles as she keeps jerking me off. “I couldn’t wait to get home tonight,” she confesses.

  “Yeah, darlin’?”

  “Yeah.” Shimmying closer to me, my eyes look down to her white lace G-string. I’m itching to touch her but something about the way she is taking control makes me wait her out. Bending down, her wet lips wrap around the head of my cock, her warm breath tickling my sensitive skin. Her tongue circles under the lip of my cock’s head, fuck me it feels like heaven.

  “Ness, Ness.” I tap her on the shoulder. She looks up from her place between my thighs, her mouth still wrapped around me. “Darlin’ as much as I want your perfect lips around my cock, I need your sweet pussy on it instead.” Picking her up under the arms and pulling her flush against my naked chest, she lets out a tiny squeal.

  “I was wanting to give you a mind blowing blow job, Chris.” She pouts, straddling my chest.

  “I want nothing more than to keep those lips wrapped around my cock but I feel like this is a dream and I am about to wake up before I get to sink deep inside of you, Ness.”

  Vanessa’s breath hitches as her lips land on mine, the kiss is frantic, wild, hot and desperate. Her fingers run through my hair forcefully, pulling me closer to her, the pain mixed with the pleasure of her lips feels fantastic. My hands find her tight ass, giving it a hard squeeze as she starts to grind on me. The lace of her G-string rubbing my aching cock with each sweep against it. My fingers push the flimsy material to the side so her bare pussy is exposed. Finding her wet and wanting, my fingers move back and forth through her slickness. Vanessa bites down on a groan as my fingers enter her. Grinding around on my fingers, our lips stay connected, as my cock thumps against my stomach because he is missing out on all the fun. Pulling my fingers out of her, Vanessa whimpers at the loss but I fill her again. Fuck, sinking into her feels amazing.

  “Chris.” I feel her tense.

  “Yeah, babe?”

  “You forgot the condom.” Vanessa’s green eyes stare at me.

  Shit, I got so caught up in the moment.

  “Baby, I know you’re on birth control and you know I’m clean.” I really don’t want to pull out of her, that hot pussy is clenched so tight around me.

  “I trust you, Chris,” she says smiling. Our eyes are locked on each other as I start to move, my hands find her ass as I push her harder against me
, getting deeper inside of her. Feeling her bare, no barrier between us heightens what we are doing with each other, we become frenzied at the new sensations. Rolling her onto her back, lifting her leg over my shoulder, I get as deep as I can possibly get inside of her.

  “Fuck, Chris,” Ness screams as my cock hits her deeply.

  I pound into her, I’m strung so tight. Sucking her pert nipples into my mouth, my tongue teasing each of the little buds, my thumb finds her aroused clit and pushes against it, giving her that pressure, that friction, getting her closer to the edge. Her pussy tightens around me as I work her body over.

  “Fuck,” Vanessa screams as she comes, a small line of sweat on her brow.

  “Fuck, V, I felt every inch of that orgasm.”

  Her glassy eyes look at me as I continue to pump into her.

  “Fuck me, Christian, please hurry up and fuck me,” she begs, her green eyes gaze into mine. Fingernails trailing down my back, digging into my ass, urging me on harder, faster. Those pert tits bouncing with each thrust, I feel the tingling up my spine, through my balls until I finally come.

  “V,” I cry as I empty myself into her.

  A couple of moments later she smiles at me. “Thanks for that.”

  “I think it’s me who should be thanking you.”

  Cause that sure beats jerking off to porn.

  My forehead lands on her shoulder, my teeth gently bite her tanned skin, her pussy clenches around me again, fine fingers glide up my back, I don’t want to pull out of her but I can feel my dick softening, she probably wants to get cleaned up. Vanessa pushes my hair out of my face and just looks at me for a moment then smiles. “So lesbian porn, huh?” she giggles, making me roll my eyes at her.

  “Um, hello? Two hot girls touching each other, as if that doesn’t get any straight guy going.” We are both quiet for a moment. “Have you ever been with a woman? Because fuck, that would be hot.”

  Vanessa laughs. “I’ve kissed some girls. I think most girls have.”

  My brain just short circuited. Seriously Vanessa with another woman; I can feel my dick hardening just imagining those things. “Tell me everything,” I pant, making Vanessa laugh.

  “You know the story, one too many drinks, guys daring you to kiss, so of course you do it to prove them wrong, no big deal.”

  No big deal! I groan, “Fuck, I’d pay good money to see that.”

  “Some guys did,” Vanessa giggles.

  “What do you mean, pay?” My whole body tenses at the thought.

  “Some guys would dare us with cash to kiss. We were broke university girls, of course we would take the money; we needed the cab fare.”

  I am stunned silent. “Have you kissed Sienna?” Sienna is hot as fuck and now she’s single they might do it again. I would pay good money to see that.

  Vanessa starts giggling, “Yes, a couple of times.”

  My cock stirs. I love it when it’s buried deep in Vanessa, especially while we are having this conversation. Her hands glide back and forth easily over my back as she talks.

  “Can I get a repeat performance?” I ask hopefully.

  She slaps my ass stunning me.

  “Dream on, Chris, dream on.” She’s smiling at me now.

  My heart is thundering in my chest, I want to stay like this for the rest of the night, maybe have another round or two or three.

  “I better go get cleaned up.” Vanessa starts pushing me off of her.

  I don’t want to pull out from her but I do slowly. I grab my T-shirt from the floor giving it to her so she can clean herself up. “Stay, Ness.”

  Vanessa stops what she’s doing and looks at me. “The rest of the guys are here, probably not a good idea,” she says, wiping herself clean.

  The boys like to crash at my place from time to time even though they have houses not far from here, we are all so used to being around each other all the time. I built the studio first so they all stay here when we are working in it. “But I want to have more sex.” I flutter my eyelashes at her, working my best puppy dog face, hoping it works. I’m sprawled out naked on my bed, I watch as her eyes dip to my twitching dick and back up to me.

  “Fine, but we need a shower first. I’m not going to sleep with your jizz pouring out of me.”

  I choke at her words, we both burst out laughing making our way into the bathroom.

  78

  Christian

  Lathering Vanessa up in a mountain of bubbles my hands explore every curve and dip of her body. It feels right washing each other like this in my shower. Her hands explore my body, up and over my chest, down my back, even between my ass cheeks which surprise me. It makes her laugh.

  “I can’t see you anymore,” she giggles through the clouds of steam and mountains of bubbles filling the shower.

  “Here, is this better?” I take the shower head off its dock, hosing her down.

  The sudden hit of water has her screaming and flaying around the shower. “Chris, you motherfucker,” she screams as I wash away the suds until all I see is her naked form in front of me. God she is gorgeous. Dropping the shower hose, I launch myself at her. She lets out a shocked squeal as I push her against the tiled shower wall.

  “Fuck, Ness, I need you again,” I groan, pushing myself into her. The shower hose sprays us with water as it runs wild like some sort of possessed snake. We forget about it, lost in each other.

  “What the hell are we doing?” Vanessa asks, after another night spent in my bed.

  “We’re having fun,” I tell her, kissing her cheek.

  “You turned down going to that party.” She raises her eyebrow at me.

  “Yeah, because why would I go to that party when I have you here in bed with me,” I explain, nuzzling her neck.

  “The boys were shocked; they know something is up.” She twists in my arms forcing my attention back to her face.

  I exhale a heavy sigh and straighten up. “So fucking what?”

  “So fucking what, are you serious?” She gets up onto her knees, I can see the vein popping in her throat, her cheeks are flushed. Ness is pissed.

  “Yeah, I don’t care that they know we are hooking up.” It was the truth, it’s been five fucking years and I haven’t told any of those fuckers about Ness. I promised her plus I never wanted them to think of her any differently. Well except Axel, he’s in my head most of the time so technically I didn’t tell him he kind of just knew.

  “But I care, I fucking care about my reputation, Christian. All those years ago I told you about what happened in London, I thought you understood.”

  “You’re irreplaceable, Ness, no one would care anymore.” Letting my finger run down her arm I try to get her to relax. She flinches, shit that’s not good.

  “You don’t get it do you? Why would you? You being a fucking slut is something to be proud of. Everyone worships the amount of pussy you get. But as a woman I don’t get to revel in that kind of treatment.” She’s now jumped off the bed and is starting to get dressed. How the fuck have we ended up with our sex session coming to an abrupt halt?

  “Ness.” I jump up naked out of my bed chasing after her.

  “What’s going on? Talk to me.” I don’t understand what has her so spooked.

  She takes a deep breath. “I think we should sleep with other people.”

  My whole body stills at her words. “You want to fuck other people?”

  “Yeah and I know you do as well.”

  I shrug because it’s the truth, I’m a male. I’m not going to lie but in all honesty I haven’t really looked at another woman now that Vanessa and I have been hooking up again.

  “But I kind of want to keep fucking you, I like fucking you. Now that I have your taste on my lips again I crave it, Ness.” That is the God honest truth, well actually the God honest truth is I am so fucking scared about my feelings for Vanessa surfacing again. Now that we have stopped our platonic relationship, all those feelings I had for her years ago are bubbling up to the surface. It took me a l
ong time to get over her, an exceptionally long time. So long that Axel sat me down and told me that I needed to move on and forget about her. That shit hurt hearing him say it but it was the truth.

  One night he eventually convinced me to go with him to the Paradise Club, an elite sex club that had opened up in LA. It was where the young, rich and famous could meet and party hard, do anything they wanted, and there would be no prying eyes of the paparazzi or journalists getting word of it. It took me a while but eventually those feelings for Vanessa disappeared. Who the fuck am I kidding? I just put a big-ass Band-Aid over the top of my feelings. Stupidly I ripped off that Band-Aid and now I have a gaping wound in my chest. I mentally need to dip inside that medicine cabinet and find an industrial strength Band-Aid and get it ready to place over my wound and hope to God that it sticks, permanently this time.

  Vanessa is looking at me and I can see the wheels turning in her head. “I like fucking you too, Christian.”

  My heart starts to skip a beat.

  “I have a suggestion.”

  I nod enthusiastically because this time she isn’t saying no; I just don’t want to get my hopes up. She sits back down on the bed, I join her, my leg twitching in anticipation.

  “Do you think we can do the whole friends with benefits thing?”

  I nod because yes, yes I think we can. Honestly, I will say yes to anything if it means I can keep sleeping with her.

  “Eyes up here, Christian.”

  Moving my chin up so I am no longer looking at her breasts but instead into her green eyes, I take in all her beauty

  “Do you think you can handle us sleeping together but also other people?” I ask.

  “We both know we are not cut out for relationships,” Vanessa muses.

  Well, I’m a rock star so yeah, I haven’t ventured into a relationship because there is too much temptation around me, and I’ve been cheated on in the past and it sucks. I don’t want to do that to anyone.

  “Okay, I agree on the relationship thing.”

  Vanessa smiles. “You and I have a crazy kind of chemistry.”