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

by JA Low

  “Liv, are you okay?” Concern falls across his face.

  “Um, I have to go.” I quickly jump up and frantically look around. Is there somewhere I can run to? I have to get away from him. I’m sure Axel was not thinking he was going to get a golden shower when he planned this picnic.

  “Liv.” Axel grabs my arm, spinning me into him. I bounce off his hard chest. “What happened? Tell me, did I hurt you?” I shake my head in horror because he thinks he did something wrong, but it is me who should be apologizing.

  “No, it’s me, not you.”

  “Are you breaking up with me? Because that kind of sounds like the excuse I used in high school.”

  I bury my face in my hands, this man is wonderful and he’s cracking jokes when I just did something so embarrassing. “No, um, we’re not dating for one and two, I just…this is so embarrassing, but um, I am so sorry I peed all over you.” There I said it, it’s out in the open.

  Axel frowns at me and then he starts laughing. His whole body shakes, but when he sees me looking mortified, he just takes my face between his palms and kisses me. He showers kisses all over my face. I am so confused. “Liv, you just squirted, you didn’t pee on me at all.” I still in his arms.

  “Squirted?”

  “Yes, it happens when you play with a women’s G-spot. I found yours and well you know the rest.”

  “And this is…was…okay for you?”

  “Fuck, Liv, it was so fucking hot, you taste so fucking sweet. I could stay between your thighs all day.” My body relaxes a little.

  “You sure I didn’t pee?” I question him again.

  “No, I can assure you that you didn’t pee. Want me to make you do it again?” he asks, giving me a cheeky smile.

  We spent the rest of the afternoon in the field lost in each other.

  135

  Axel

  “Can I grab your number?” I ask Olivia, not sure why I am asking because we live on opposite sides of the world. I don’t know, it seems like the right thing to do and I kind of want to stay in touch.

  “Um, sure.” She sounds a little uneasy about my request, maybe because it was supposed to be a weekend only fling. She types her number into my phone before giving me a quick peck on the cheek. “Sorry, I have to go,” she says as she grabs her bags from her room. “Thanks for this weekend, it’s been fun.” Her cheeks turn pink.

  I frown, a little taken aback that she is so eager to get away from me.

  “Well I guess I’ll see you at the wedding then?” Why was I excited about seeing her again?

  “Yes, I guess so.” Why is she pushing me away? I grab her face and press my lips against hers, she eventually relents and opens up for me and I kiss her, letting her know that I am going to want more next time I see her. She pulls me against her and it calms me. We pull away. “Until next time,” she says, giving me a weak smile as she walks out the door.

  “Damn it.” I thump my fist on the desk. “I thought she was interested.” I look at my phone and the text message flashing back at me:

  Sorry, I think you have the wrong number.

  I can’t believe Olivia gave me the wrong number. Did she not want to see me again? Why the fuck do I care? Why the hell do I want to see her again?

  “Everything alright?” Jackson asks, popping his head into my office. I let out a long sigh.

  “Can I ask you something?” He nods. “Close the door on your way in.” He does and sits down in the chair opposite my desk. “Has a girl ever given you a fake number before?” Jackson blinks at me a couple of times and then bursts out laughing. Yeah, thanks asshole.

  “Oh my God, Olivia gave you the wrong number, didn’t she?”

  I glare at him. “What makes you think it’s Olivia?”

  This makes him laugh even more. “Dude, you were smitten from the start with her. Don't forget it’s my job to look after you guys and make sure no one is a threat. I saw the way you looked at her.”

  Shaking my head, I growl, “If I was so into her then why the hell did I share her with my friends?” I cross my arms in annoyance.

  Jackson raises his eyebrow as he stares me. “Because you loved it. You love being in control and even though you let her call the shots, you still had the power to stop it all. She looked for you at every chance to make sure you were okay with what she was doing. You loved that she automatically desired your approval. She is naturally submissive but you also liked that with each new experience she was becoming more confident.”

  My eyes squint at him. I hate that he is kind of right. “She was just a fling.”

  He laughs again, “Then why did you ask for her number? Why are you pissed off that she gave you a fake one?” I glare at him again as he holds his hands up in the air.

  “Hey, you asked for my advice, man, just trying to help.”

  “Whatever, she was just a fling.”

  Jackson gets up out of his chair and keeps laughing to himself. “You keep telling yourself that, Ax, but don’t forget you will be seeing her again soon.” And with that he walks out the door, leaving me even more pissed off and confused. This is what happens when you give control to a woman, they walk all over you. Fuck it, there are plenty of women that want me, I don’t have to wait around for some stuck up princess from the mountains.

  “Welcome back to The Paradise Club, Mr. Taylor,” the receptionist greets me, handing over my wrists bands. Taking them, I walk through the doors and instantly the anxiety I am feeling leaves me. This is my safe place. I walk past the bar area and head toward the stairs, security allows me to pass easily. I take the stairs two at a time, eager to get started, eager to put this woman out of my mind. There is a crowd hanging around the cube, and there is a massive free for all orgy going on in there, but for the first time my dick doesn't twitch. What is going on? I love watching, the cube never fails to get me going. I make myself stand there and watch it, rubbing my hand over my crotch begging for it to come to life. Watching two women enjoying each other is an automatic dick twitch. Right now all I’m getting is a pathetic limp of a twitch. What the hell is happening dude?

  “May I help you?” A beautiful blonde stands before me, watching my hand trying desperately to get my dick started. An eager mouth will always get me going.

  “Of course.” I smile at her, she instantly drops to her knees, her long, tanned fingers start to unzip my jeans, her cold hands pull down my briefs and she pulls out my flaccid dick. She licks her red, glossy lips and eagerly takes me in her mouth. The scene is all wrong and my dick is not playing along, it stays limp in her mouth even though she is using every trick in the book to get me going. She’s sucking my balls, a tight grip around my shaft, her ruby red lips sucking sweetly on my tip, but nothing. Did Olivia break my dick? Just thinking about her makes him twitch, the blonde gives me a smile thinking that she is the one to make it come to life. But it’s not, it’s Olivia. Again my cock twitches in her mouth, I look down and he starts to deflate again. I close my eyes and remember the way Olivia’s lips felt wrapped round my dick, twitch. The way her warm hands tentatively touched my skin, her soft grip around my cock that slowly started to become tighter the more uninhibited she became, twitch. The tiny mews of pleasure as I wrapped her hair around my palm and pulled it tight, taking control of her sucks, twitch. I loved hearing the way she gagged on my cock while I pushed it down her throat, twitch, twitch, twitch. All I can think about are those pink cheeks and her ass after Oscar spanked her. Shit. Fuck, I’m coming. The blonde looks pleased with herself, but I just zip up, turn and walk out of the club. What the fuck is happening to me?

  “Are you okay?” Christian asks as we head toward the Dirty Texas jet, our families not far behind us. We are on our way to England for Christmas, and of course my brother’s wedding.

  “Yeah, all good. I should be asking you that question. No second thoughts?”

  My brother stops and punches me in the arm. “Dick. Ness is it for me, you know that. Years I have been waiting for this day, there
is no way in hell I would ever back out, especially now that she is knocked up.”

  My brother finally has what he has always dreamed of. He has Ness, he’s becoming a husband and finally he’s going to be a dad. I don’t mean to rain on his parade, I’m just peeved about Olivia. It makes me so angry because she totally ghosted me. “I know man, sorry, just not myself at the moment.”

  Christian frowns at me. “What’s going on?”

  “Nothing for you to worry about.” I put my arm around his shoulders. “My little brother is getting married,” I say, changing the subject then pulling him into a head lock and giving him a noogie just like I did when we were younger.

  “Fuck off, man.” He punches me in the gut.

  Shit hurts, I forget that my little brother has become stronger, maybe I need to be working out more at the gym to keep up with him.

  “Come on, let’s get going.”

  136

  Olivia

  “Hey, Liv.” Camryn’s voice sounds strained through the telephone.

  “Are you okay?”

  There is silence on the end of the phone then the distinct sound of a sniffle. “Cam, are you okay?” Worry starts to set in, Cam is usually extremely focused when we have our weekly phone calls about Vanessa’s wedding.

  “It’s Harris,” she sniffles again.

  Oh shit, did they break up?

  “He’s marrying someone else.” She bursts out crying. Holy shit!

  “Oh my God, Cam. How? When? I don’t understand; you guys are together.”

  “I know. Last night I organized a last minute party, it was shrouded in secrecy which I’m used to and when I met the couple who were getting engaged it was Harris and another woman.” She bursts our crying again; this is not the Camryn I know.

  “Babe, I am so sorry. I don’t understand, how is he marrying another woman? You two looked so happy, so in love.” All over Cam’s social media are pictures of them loved up. When we spoke on the phone she gushed about him. Even in Monaco they were constantly talking. I really don’t understand. Blimey, if I don’t understand how does poor Cam feel?

  “He says he doesn’t love her; he has no choice.”

  My stomach turns, I know exactly what Harris is saying, sounds like he has a duty to his family. But the difference is I don’t have a boyfriend that I have started a life with or have been leading on for the past six months. Except you spent a wild weekend with a rock star. But I gave him a fake number; I knew it would be wrong if we continued communicating. I mean I am marrying someone else; there is no future between Axel and I. What am I saying? As if there would have ever been a future between us. I am some woman that lives in a castle in the middle of the English countryside and he is this hot, famous, rock star. I hate that every night he is the last thing I think of, I hate that his image is what I need to orgasm, I hate that he has gotten under my skin. You are so pathetic Olivia, the first man to give you mind blowing sex and you lose your mind over him. Just shows how inexperienced you are.

  “I’m sorry, babe, he’s an asshole. You are a bloody good catch and he is stupid to want anyone else.”

  More sniffles. “You know what’s worse, his fucking engagement party is the talk of the town, their smiling faces are plastered everywhere. All I see is his betrayal.”

  That would have to suck, never being able to get away from it. I know what the tabloids are like with my sister, let alone an ex. “Why don’t you come here. I can give Ivy a call and we can have girl time.” Ivy is Camryn’s younger sister and my best friend, she is a well-known interior designer for the rich and famous in London. I got her to renovate the castle for me so that we could entice rich clients to rent it out for functions. Of course she did an amazing job, so much so that she won a design award for her work.

  “You can get away from New York and everything to do with Harris, no one would ever find you here. You can help me finish off all the things for Ness’ wedding and you get to hang out with your sister. I’m sure you could probably use her at the moment.” The line goes quiet, I look at my phone thinking she’d hung up, but no, she’s still there.

  “I’m jumping onto the next plane. Fuck Harris and fuck Isabelle and their smiling fucking faces.”

  “I promise to raid the cellar when you arrive.”

  “You’ve sold me.”

  “Okay, just text me the details and I can come get you.”

  “No worries, will do.” And with that she’s gone. I better call Ivy, Cam needs her more than ever.

  We are all drunk and sitting around the fire in my little cottage, the temperature has dropped considerably, we may even get a dusting of snow.

  “Men fucking suck.” Camryn takes another swig from her glass.

  “Tell me about it,” Ivy concurs.

  “Who needs them,” I add, they both look at me. “What?”

  “I am not going to use my vibrator for the rest of my life, Liv. I need a fucking man, I need dick, cock, balls even. I need strong arms and whiskers.” The tears start falling down Camryn’s cheeks again but she pulls it together. “I could have cheated on Harris when we were in Monaco, but I said no.”

  Ivy and I look at her.

  “Who?” My gut twists hoping it was not Axel.

  “Nate.”

  Phew, I can relax a little.

  “Who’s Nate?” Ivy asks.

  “Nate owns The Paradise Club, these exclusive sex clubs.” Camryn opens another bottle.

  “Sex club,” Ivy squeals.

  Camryn gives her younger sister a smile. “Oh yes, and its so fucking hot. Isn’t it, Liv?”

  “You went to a sex club?” Ivy questions me, she is as clueless about men as I am, one of the many reasons we get on so well.

  “Um, yeah, they took us there.”

  “Who?” Ivy questions.

  “Dirty Texas,” Camryn adds, like it’s no big deal. Ivy’s eyes widen. “And Liv here most definitely had some fun, didn't you?” Camryn winks at me and I roll my eyes at her. I feel bad because I didn’t spill my guts to Ivy about what happened at The Paradise Club, not because I was ashamed but because it was my little secret.

  “Um.”

  “She totally banged Axel Taylor,” Camryn adds.

  “What? The Axel Taylor.” Ivy looks at me.

  Camryn is giggling in the corner.

  “Um…so Camryn what happened with Nate?” I try to change the subject. Ivy looks at me, her eyes wide. “I’ll tell you later,” I mouth to her and she gives me a glare telling me I most certainly will.

  “Nate’s my new client,” Camryn hiccups. “And he is so hot, like GQ model hot, Christian Grey sexy, kinky, billionaire hot,” she giggles to herself again, she’s pretty wasted. “He likes to flirt, but I loved Harris and told him I had a partner. He respected that, but he also told me all the things that he would have done to me had I been single. I wanted to come right there and then.” Ivy and I are silent, our eyes wide as Camryn rambles on. “He wants me to host exclusive parties for him, he also has a launch of a sex resort that he wants me to organize. Fuck, that man is so bloody fine. I bet he knows how to fuck, I mean you don’t own a sex club if you don’t know how to fuck, right?” Ivy and I shrug because we have no clue. “Hmm, maybe I need to tell him I’m single now so he can do all those dirty things to me like he promised.”

  “Don’t you think that’s a little soon?” Ivy questions her.

  “Fuck you, Ivy. Harris is engaged to someone else, you don’t think that is too soon?” She glares at her sister.

  “Fine, you’re right. But you never screw around with a client.”

  Camryn huffs, “I know, I know, I just want someone to take the pain away. I just want to feel normal again.” A single tear falls down her cheek. “Anyway, I’m off to bed, damn jet lag. Night,” she mumbles as she slowly and unsteadily makes her way upstairs to her bedroom.

  “Is she going to be okay?” I ask Ivy.

  “I think this one is going to take a little longer to get over, b
ut she will be, she always is. I thought he was different but I guess you can’t always trust the ones that look too good to be true.”

  I nod in agreement, hoping poor Camryn’s heart mends well and isn’t left with jagged bits

  “Now, Olivia, you have some secrets to spill. What the hell happened at this sex club?”

  I take a sip of my champagne, I am going to need it to tell my best friend all about my weekend of adult fun.

  “I can’t believe it,” Ivy gasps as I finally finish telling her about my dirty weekend.

  “I know, it feels like it happened to another person, it’s so crazy.”

  “I can’t believe you have been with two of the Dirty Texas guys, plus their head of security and a woman.” I can feel the embarrassment run up my neck.

  “Liv, hey, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Ivy tells me. “I think you are kind of awesome for doing it.”

  “You do?”

  “Yeah, I would never have the balls to do something like that and well…”

  “Well what?”

  “Far out, Liv, I would love to try something so crazy. All the men I have been with screw like dead fish.”

  This makes me giggle. “I totally get it, but I don’t think I would do something like that again, not now that I am marrying Eddie.” The thought makes my stomach turn.

  “Well I guess now you have some tricks up your sleeves.” She gives me a weak smile.

  “Yeah, I guess. But I know he isn’t going to stay faithful to me. He likes partying too much. Am I really going to put up with that for the rest of my life?”