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

by JA Low

  “I helped pick them out,” Christian adds, lightening the mood.

  “So everything will be okay then?” Stacey asks.

  “Yeah, fingers crossed.”

  “I am so nervous.” I’m standing in a small studio space in the basement of Dirty Texas Records wrapped in nothing but a very thin robe.

  “You look beautiful,” Derrick coos, as he fusses with my hair.

  “It’s just the closest people to you, Sienna and Derrick,” Charlotte says from behind the tripod.

  “If it helps I will be whipping my boob out every five minutes to feed Ryder.” Sienna laughs. It’s the truth I have caught sight of her naked boob so many times. That’s why Evan makes all the men leave the room if Sienna has to feed, he doesn’t want any of them getting a quick look at her tits, even if it is for the reason they were designed for. Caveman!

  “Yeah but you haven't seen my vajayjay before,” I moan, any excuse to not drop this robe.

  “Well if it makes you feel any better, seeing your vajayjay will give me nightmares,” Derrick adds.

  I elbow him in the ribs as he plays with my hair.

  “Take your time, Ness. I understand this is hard, most people don’t feel comfortable being naked in front of the camera. How about I put some music on, Derrick can pop some champagne and we relax a little.”

  That sounds like a good idea.

  Which it was because one bottle of champagne later I let the robe go and enjoyed the experience. Charlotte is doing some sexy boudoir photos for me. I want to have some beautiful images of my breasts before they are gone for good. I know I am getting fake ones but they might not look the same, they most definitely won’t feel the same. I can’t believe I let Christian say goodbye to my breasts, what the hell was I thinking? I had to make him stop because I was moments away from pushing him onto the kitchen bench and straddling him. It was the single most erotic thing I have ever had done to me—the slow, measured strokes of his tongue, his lips, his fingers. There was no hurry with him, he took his time committing my breasts to memory, and it was fucking hot.

  “Brilliant, V, that’s a wrap,” Charlotte squeals as Derrick covers me with the robe again. “You did so well,” she says smiling.

  “You looked so sexy, I think my dick twitched.” Derrick smiles, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

  “Wow, D, what a compliment,” I joke as he gives my ass a hard slap. “Ouch.”

  “You did so well, babe. I am so fucking proud of you.” Sienna gives me a hug.

  “I couldn’t have done it without you all, thank you.”

  “Okay I have to go because I am slightly horny after this and I need to go ravage my husband.” Sienna laughs as she grabs all her baby shit and walks back upstairs to where the boys are.

  94

  Christian

  “Everything is ready,” Camryn advises me.

  I walk out into my back garden, looking out over a sea of pink. I called in the cavalry to organize this party for Vanessa. She goes in for surgery on Monday and I know she is freaking out, so I wanted to do something nice for her. I have decided that I am going to woo her with everything I have. We have been spending heaps of time together again and it feels right. I like having her back in my life again, hanging out, watching movies, going out for dinner, having lunch in the office together, just mundane normal shit. I wish it meant bedroom time, but I am a patient man, just having her back in my life again means more to me than sexual gratification. Fuck, thank God none of the boys can hear my thoughts because they would totally call me a pussy for that kind of talk, but it’s true. My hand is a poor substitute for Vanessa’s pussy but it has to do for the moment until we get back to where we were before things went pear shaped.

  Today is a surprise, she has no idea what I have planned. It was only a couple of weeks ago that Vanessa had the courage to finally sit everyone down at work and tell them what was going on. She was so scared but it went really well. Of course everyone is worried about her, they want to help, but they also gave her the space she needed, no one hovered, no one treated her any differently. Her parents flew in this weekend and I have put them up at the Four Seasons in a beautiful suite, with a car on standby so they can use at any moment. They are bringing her tonight under the guise of us all catching up for dinner; they are totally in on the surprise. I’ve asked them to text when they are close. I got their text five minutes ago so they shouldn’t be far.

  “Okay, listen up, she should be here in five minutes, everyone take your places and remember to yell, surprise when she walks in the door.” Everyone nods and goes off to find their hiding spot. Moments later the buzzer of my front gate goes off alerting everyone that she is here, checking the security camera to make sure it is them, I buzz them in.

  “Places, everyone,” I call out as I head toward the front door. They are all just getting out as I open the front door. “Welcome,” I say warmly as I greet Vanessa’s parents. It takes a few moments before we all walk into the foyer.

  “Surprise!” The room erupts and poppers of pink confetti shoot all over my home, showering it in pink dust. But I really don’t care. Vanessa looks taken a back until she sees the big sign hanging up saying;

  Good Bye Boobies, Hello Tata’s.

  Her eyes are watering, really badly, and she looks like she is in shock. She looks at me and runs toward me and kisses me in front of everyone, like a full on, rip your clothes off kiss. To which the whole room erupts into hoots and hollers.

  “Um, Ness,” I say, interrupting our hot kiss. “Everyone is here.”

  Her eyes don’t look around the room. “I know and I don’t care.” She smiles at me. “You did this didn’t you?”

  Of course, I would do anything for her.

  “And that is why I kissed the fuck out of you, because only you would throw a proper goodbye party for my boobs.” She bursts out laughing. “Thank you, Christian, thank you so much.” Her arms are still wrapped around me.

  “You know I would do anything for you, don’t you?”

  She nods her agreement. “Yeah, I know.” Her lips touch mine again, this time it is lighter. My heart is racing. What does this mean? Is she just being thankful or is there a chance for us to take things further? “I’m staying tonight, okay.” She tells me.

  “Of course, and just know that if you do, I might never let you go.” I put my heart on the line again.

  She gives me a huge smile that lights up her entire face. “I think I can handle that.”

  “Okay, stop making out you love birds, Sienna and I have something to give Vanessa in honor of her boobies, but you have to follow us,” Derrick says very secretively.

  We excuse ourselves from the party for a moment as we follow them into her old room where there is something hidden under a sheet.

  “We wanted to give you something really special, to commemorate your boobs.” Sienna smiles as her hand is poised on the sheet. “We hope you like it.” She pulls the sheet away and there staring back at me is a pair of bronze tits.

  Vanessa’s jaw drops. “Are they mine?”

  Derrick and Sienna nod.

  “But how?” she asks.

  I may have gone over and run my fingers over Vanessa’s deliciously bronzed breasts, feeling the cool metal against the pads of my fingers.

  “Stop that,” Derrick says, slapping my hand away from the tits. “This is not your new sex toy, you will not hump the monument,” Derrick adds.

  I am insulted, my mind hadn’t even thought of that but maybe I would, just once I could jerk off over the bronzed tits.

  “We asked the plastic surgeon to do the mold. He told you it was part of surgery,” Sienna adds.

  “No, fucking way, you guys are sneaky. I love it, look at my boobs they are hot.” She gives them a squeeze with a honk, honk, making us all laugh.

  “So the dream team are back together again?” Derrick asks, looking between the two of us.

  We are both silent not knowing what to say.

  Pu
tting my arm around V’s shoulders I stand tall. “I’ll take her anyway she wants me, I’m a patient guy. I know what it feels like to lose her from my life and I’m not willing to lose her again.”

  Sienna and Derrick both sigh at my words. They are the truth. Vanessa leans over and kisses my cheek.

  “Um, we shall leave you two alone with the boobs,” Derrick says, pulling Sienna out of the room.

  “They are crazy,” Vanessa laughs as she puts her arms around my neck.

  “They just love you, that’s all. We all do.”

  The party is a roaring success, I may have gone overboard with the boob theme, but seriously when in my life am I ever going to be able to have a party dedicated to boobs, boobs and more boobs. Camryn has outdone herself, the whole house is covered in pink, there are boob cupcakes, lingerie cookies, pink flowers, pink cocktails. You name it, we have it here. Of course this is a Dirty Texas party and it continued well into the night, a friend of ours set up a DJ booth and was spinning tracks by the pool. It wasn’t long until people were stripping off and jumping into it.

  “So, you got the girl,” Axel states, sliding up beside me on the pools edge, all our friends running around having fun.

  “I’m not sure.”

  “Seemed that way when she walked through the door.”

  “Yeah, that surprised the shit out of me,” I chuckle.

  “So, you thinking of doing all that ‘through sickness and health’ stuff.”

  My body stiffens. What is my brother getting at?

  “Huh?”

  “I’m not talking marriage; I’m talking about looking after her while she’s sick. That kind of puts a lot of pressure on a relationship.”

  Why the hell is Axel talking like this?

  “I would move heaven and earth for that girl and you know it. Even if things were the way they were before and we were just friends I would be doing the same thing.”

  Axel smiles. “Good, I just wanted to check.”

  “Really? You were just testing me? You’re a cunt.” I push him into the pool, he falls in spluttering, flipping me the bird as he swims off.

  Vanessa swims up in-between my legs as I sit on the side of the pool, I look down at her, she's swimming around in the skimpiest of lingerie and it’s driving my cock hard. I noticed some of the Sons of Brooklyn boys checking her out earlier, I was not impressed. I was ready to rip her away from those little punks, their greasy little eyes all over her, but she was having fun and she deserves no stress before her surgery.

  “Having fun?” I question her.

  Her hands move up my legs and disappear under my board shorts, her fingertips touching my balls.

  “Sweetheart, you might want to stop that otherwise I am going to have to pull you out of this pool and fuck you in front of everyone.”

  Vanessa visibly gulps and yanks me into the pool, she’s laughing when I surface above the water again. She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. “You could fuck me in this pool and no one would know,” she whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. She’s been drinking, I can tell by the rosy glow on her cheeks.

  “Ness,” I growl. She really is testing me; we haven’t been this flirty in a long time. It’s thrown me off how affectionate she’s being toward me. I thought I would have to work much harder to get her like this, who knew all I had to do was throw a goodbye party for her boobs. My fingers slip into her easily, she wiggles closer to me, pressing her body against mine, luckily the water is neck height and you can’t see much. Back and forth through her folds I go.

  “I am going to make you come in front of all these people, sweetheart.”

  Her eyes are glazing over as I magically play with her clit, but there is a hint of a challenge behind those green irises. Pushing my thumb harder against her throbbing clit, over and over again, I add a couple more fingers to fill her up, in and out, in and out. Vanessa’s cheeks are flushed and she is so close. I capture her scream with my mouth, kissing her while she rides my fingers slowly as her orgasm subsides.

  “Fuck, that was sexy,” Axel says beside us.

  “Fuck off, Axe,” Vanessa says, splashing water in his face.

  He quickly puts his hands up, surrendering. “Have fun you two,” he comments, as he swims away.

  “Sorry about him, he’s such a voyeur.”

  “We know that’s true,” she giggles, remembering what she saw at the Paradise Club.

  “You like being a little exhibitionist, don’t you, angel?”

  “I think so.”

  “I will take you back to the club when you are all healed if you like?”

  She smiles, gives me a quick kiss on the lips and starts swimming away from me.

  “Ness, Ness, where are you?” I call out into the empty home, everyone has finally gone home and I am shattered, I just want to curl up with Vanessa and go to sleep, maybe if I’m lucky we might get to do something else. But I can’t seem to find her anywhere. Then I hear it, very faint sniffling coming from her old room. When I find her, she is sitting on the end of the spare bed, her tanned shoulders hunched over and she’s crying. The closer I get I realize there is something in her hand, it looks like a book she is flipping through the pages of.

  “Ness.” She jolts and looks up at me with red eyes. “Babe, what’s the matter?” I scoop her up in my arms, holding her tight against me. She opens the book up again. It is black and leather bound, the white pages are thick cardboard style. Turning the pages my eyes are mesmerized by what I see, tasteful pictures of Vanessa in various positions and nude. My heart is beating faster and faster as I turned each page. “Ness, you look beautiful.” I turn her face to mine, I can see the concern lacing it.

  “I look good now, but what happens if I am no longer attractive? When I have too many scars?” Vanessa looks at me, she looks so fragile and vulnerable.

  “I would still find you the most beautiful woman in the world, scars or no scars. I don’t care, it’s what’s inside that counts, babe.”

  She hiccups as her tears fall. “Easy for you to say, when all those hot groupies are throwing themselves at you, with their perfect bodies and skin, then you come home to me.”

  Was she serious? Grabbing her face, I make her look at me. “You’re it for me, Ness, there has been no one else inside my heart but you. It’s always been you.” Shit, I hope that she doesn’t freak her out.

  “You really think that?” she asks quietly.

  “Yeah, I do, babe.” I kiss her cheek.

  She gives me a timid smile and that’s when I know she gets it; she gets that I’m not playing anymore .

  95

  Vanessa

  My parents and Christian are here in the waiting room with me. I am freaking out. Christian’s mom has flown in as well, she is staying at the house and getting things ready for me. Christian is quite adamant that I will be staying with him during recovery—well in all honesty I haven’t left his side all weekend. We spent the time together lazing by the pool, watching movies, making love. Yeah, it might be stupid because I could totally die on the operating table, and if I did, I want my last moments on earth to have been filled with mind blowing orgasms and the best sex of my life. Christian paid careful attention to my breasts, really giving them the best send-off he could think of. Mainly it was jerking himself over them, claiming he was marking his territory.

  I am so happy that Christian is here with me at the hospital, he’s my rock, and has been throughout this whole process over the past month. He’s holding my hand while I am dressed in a horrible hospital gown and hair net, I watch as the nurses walk past and take him in, and why wouldn’t they, he is a rock star, even if he wasn’t, heads would still turn. His light brown hair is longer, wavy, as if he has been at the beach all day, those whiskey colored eyes dance with mischief, and that body, a body made for sin. Sculptured arms that should be on a Greek god, colorful tattoos covering his tanned skin, washboard abs that deserve to be on a billboard, and that c
ock, that beautiful, silky cock that brings the most amazing pleasure you could ever imagine. I may have done some good in a past life because for some reason he has chosen me to give his heart to. Me, the woman who is losing her breasts, a piece of me that makes me feel like a woman; the same woman that broke his heart when he had the balls to tell her how he felt. Fuck, I really am a fool. A fool that is too scared to see what is right in front her. My eyes fall onto his beautiful face, the same one that smiled up at me this morning as he snuggled me in bed. I just stare at him, committing everything to memory so if I don’t wake up then I can dream forever about his beautiful face.

  “Are you okay, Ness?” he whispers, noticing me staring at him.

  “Yeah, I just…” I take a deep breath, “Just can’t believe how lucky I am to have you by my side.”

  He wraps one of his large arms around me. “I am just as lucky, angel, to have you back in my life.” He places a kiss on my forehead.

  My heart bursts, totally overfilled with love for this man, but before I get a chance to tell him how I feel, the orderly comes in with a hospital bed and asks me to get in as he will be taking me down for the surgery. The shit is about to get real. I kiss my mom and dad goodbye; I can see the worry on my mother’s face. She tells me I will be okay and to look forward to a long and healthy future. The panic is rolling over my body. Christian helps me get into the bed, he holds my hand as we walk down the corridor, his beautiful smile looking down at me, his brown hair pulled back while a couple of wisps of hair have escaped.

  “I am going to be waiting for you right here, okay?” he says firmly.

  “I’m sorry, sir, this is as far as you can go.” The orderly tells him.

  He looks down at me and I can see he is holding back his tears trying to put a brave face on for me. What happens if I don’t wake up? He won’t know how much I fucking love him? Why the fuck did I ever say no to this man? He is so far in my soul that it hurts.