Rockstar Romance Boxed Set (12 Book Bundle New Adult BBW)

by Emme Rollins

  But the loneliness was getting to him - it had been for a while. Which was ironic for someone who rarely spent his nights alone. And now that he found Lena again, it would be a million times harder. God, if she only knew the things he had done. She would never want to be with him.

  And even if she did, what could he offer her? She always chose responsible guys - good guys, not slackers like him. He only went to college to please his father. After college, when he quit working at his father's company to join the band, his dad could barely contain his anger. Even with his recent success, his dad still looked down on his choices with contempt.

  His silent musings were interrupted. Lena was kissing away his depressing thoughts. She was kissing his jaw, moving closer to his lips. Her hand slid down his side and was slipping inside his swim trunks.

  Alex stopped her hand. "Lena, its cold in here."

  Lena paused for a moment. It took her a few seconds to catch his meaning, but she made such a goofy, cute face when she did. "Oh… Let's go warm up on the beach then."

  Alex let her go. "Race you to the blanket."

  He dived with the next wave and rode it in to the breakers. He glanced back to watch Lena struggling to keep her bikini top on as she fought to race him through the surf. There was nothing like watching a hot girl in a tiny bikini running on the beach. And he wasn't above tricking her into it. He slowed his pace as he ran out of the surf and jogged through the sand to the blanket. They both collapsed onto the blanket panting.

  Melissa wandered over from where she was sitting with Tommy and the others. "You two are like little kids."

  Melissa joined them on the blanket. Alex didn't know if Melissa was just being polite or really interested, but she began asking him about Cold Fusion. They talked about the band and the current tour while they dried off.

  Melissa stood. "I'm getting a beer. Anyone want one?"

  They both declined as Melissa left. Lena lay down on the blanket. "Alex, my sunscreen is all washed off. Can you put some more on my back?"

  Was she torturing him on purpose? He squeezed some of the white lotion onto his hands and began rubbing it into her warm skin. It reminded him of an incident long ago…

  Lena crossed my room and opened the small dorm refrigerator looking for a beer while I sat on my bed and fooled around on my guitar.

  "What the hell, Alex? Five cans of whipped cream?" She stood with wide eyes staring into the fridge.

  I kept strumming. "They're not mine. They're Joe's."

  She pulled one of the cans out and walked towards me. "You better not be doing whippits. It's so childish. It kills millions of brain cells. And you'll have frog babies when you grow up."

  I strummed a few chords while I sang, "Frog babies. Frog babies. I'm gonna have me some cute little frog babies."

  The next thing I knew, Lena was tackling me, pushing me onto my back against the bed. I was just able to get my guitar out of the way, when she straddled me. I saw the can of whipped cream coming closer to my face, her finger on the trigger.

  I grabbed her wrist and laughed. "Oh no you don't."

  Oh yes she did. She pressed the nozzle. Whipped cream came streaming out of the can and landed all over my face. I opened my mouth to protest and tasted the sweet creamy topping as more landed in my mouth.

  I rolled us both over so that I was on top of her. She was laughing so hard that it was easy to wrestle the can from her hand. And of course, I sprayed whipped cream all over her. She was struggling underneath me, making my cock as hard as rock, trying to push the can away. Whipped cream landed on her face and then her neck and then all over the front of her tank top.

  "Do you give up?" I threatened to spray her again.

  She was still laughing. "Yes! I give up."

  I tossed the can aside and licked the cream off my finger. Without warning, she scooped a big blob off her cheek and then tried to smear it on my face. I caught her wrist; first one and then I grabbed the other. I trapped her arms over her head, pressing them tight against the bed.

  Her laughter died and her wiggling stopped. The air in the room crackled with tension. She was pinned beneath me and I was almost mindless with need. I leaned down slowly - it felt as if in slow motion - and licked the cream from the corner of her lip. She didn't move. My lips met hers and we kissed. Slowly. It wasn't like the frantic kisses we had shared many times before at drunken parties. It was sensual. And it was burning me up inside.

  I pulled back to look into her eyes. She looked sexy lying there. She was breathing heavily, whether it was from our wrestling or from my kiss, I didn't know. But watching her chest heaving below me was driving me insane. I placed a kiss in the shallow groove of her neck and moved slowly lower.

  I let go of her hand so that my fingers could slip inside her tank top. I noticed that she didn't move her hand from above her head, even though it was free now. My hand slipped inside her bra and felt her smooth skin. She murmured softly as my fingers caressed her hard nipple. I pulled back her tank top so that my mouth could work lower. Down her collarbone, and lower, to the top of her breast.

  The door burst open. "What's up, Alex? Oh, sorry dude. You busy?"

  It was my roommate, Joe. And he didn't appear to be leaving anytime soon. Lena squirmed underneath me trying to sit up.

  If that asshole hadn't come in…

  Alex finished rubbing the lotion on Lena's back. Thank God he wasn't wearing a speedo, because his cock was throbbing with just remembering. He lay down on the blanket next to Lena, his head resting on his arm so he could watch her.

  Lena opened her eyes. "I'm so tired after last night, I could fall asleep right now. I guess I'd make a rotten rock star."

  "Well, that. And you can't sing." Alex teased.

  The look of mock outrage on her face was priceless. "What? I thought I was pretty good. You should hear me in the shower."

  He watched the blush creep over her face. "Next time, I promise, babe."

  She rolled onto her back and looked over at him questioningly. "Is there going to ever be a next time, Alex? Or is this it?"

  Alex leaned up on his elbows so that he could look into her face. "This isn't it. I won't let it be. I was hoping you'd come watch us Monday night. We're playing at Jones Beach - it wouldn't be too far from you. Actually, come early and bring Melissa. We could hang out before the show."

  Lena frowned. "I have work on Monday."

  Alex brushed that off. "So call in sick."

  "What about Melissa?" Lena asked.

  Alex shrugged, "She can call in sick too."

  Laughing, Lena rolled her eyes. "We work at the same place."

  "Oh. Well, there must be some kind of virus going around."

  Lena grew serious again. "Alex, I'd love to come see you perform again. I'll see if Melissa can come, too. But, then what? You'll just be gone again."

  Alex turned his head, not able to look at her. Then what? That was the problem. He wasn't fucking sure. He was touring for the next four months solid. And their manager wanted them to keep going while they had momentum building. Scott would extend the tour if they were still drawing the crowds. Alex sighed with frustration; he really had nothing to offer Lena.

  He turned to her, already seeing the disappointment in her eyes. "We'll figure it out, Lena."

  She nodded, but he saw the same confusion that he felt, clouding her face. He leaned down to kiss her, trying to erase all her doubts about him. His lips touched hers softly; he kissed her slowly and sensually. Just like he had all those years ago. Trying to make her realize just how much he needed her.

  Their kiss deepened and Alex struggled to keep his baser urges under control. It was torture trying to keep his hands off her warm skin. He pulled up before he got them both in trouble.

  The rest of the afternoon flew by quickly. After their kiss, Alex deliberately tried to lighten the mood. He didn't want Lena to remember the remainder of their time together as a big downer. They joined the others who were drinking, smoking and
generally having a good time fooling around on the beach. As evening grew closer and the beach started getting emptier, the group continued partying. Alex wished he had his guitar with him; it would have been perfect to jam for a bit or sing to Lena like he used to years ago.

  As the sky grew darker, it was finally hunger that drove the group off the beach. They ended up splitting up to get dinner. Nick joined Tyler and his group and Tommy stayed with Lena, Melissa and Alex.

  After eating, Tommy pulled Alex aside. "I'll keep Melissa busy for a while, bro. But the bus is leaving tonight. Johnnie wants to leave by midnight so he can get some decent sleep, so you better make it quick."

  Johnnie drove the bus while the group was on tour. And he was pretty good with putting up with the post-show partying and lousy schedules. They tried not to mess with him too much.

  Alex felt his gut clench. His time with Lena was almost up. He approached the girls, "Do you mind if I steal Lena for a bit? I want to take a walk on the beach before we go."

  Melissa smirked and dug the new beach blanket out of the car. "Here, take this." She tossed it to Alex.

  Lena reached out for his hand and they entwined fingers as they headed down the boardwalk to the soft sand. Night had fallen and the beach was dark except for the moonlight flitting through the clouds.

  They walked silently for a few moments, listening to the surf pounding. Farther down the beach they could see a small fire, but it was mostly deserted.

  Alex stopped walking, "Why don't we spread the blanket out and sit for awhile?"

  Lena helped him with the blanket and then sat between his legs, settling her head against his chest. "I've had so much fun today, Alex. I wish you didn't have to leave."

  "Me too, babe." He didn't want to talk about leaving. He didn't even want to think about it. It was too depressing.

  Instead, he started kissing her neck. She felt so good in his arms and he had wanted her like crazy all day. His hands slipped under her cover-up and found the strings to her bikini top. He knew exactly how to unfasten them; he had been staring at the ties all day.

  Within seconds, he was slipping her bikini top off. From under her cover-up, his hands slipped around to the front of her, sliding slowly up her sides, feeling the gentle swell of the sides of her breasts and then cupping the firm weight of them in his hands. He marveled at how soft and smooth her skin felt against his guitar roughened fingers. She inhaled deeply, her breasts filling his hands. His cock was twitching as he felt her nipples responding to his touch, pebbling under his gentle prodding.

  She arched her back slightly and made soft moaning sounds. He groaned as he imagined her getting wet for him. He wanted to taste her, but he held back; he wanted to take things slowly. Explore every inch of her luscious body.

  His hands slid down to the hem of her cover-up. He slowly lifted it over her head and kissed the back of her neck and then down her shoulder. Lena turned in his lap and reached for his t-shirt. He helped her take it off him; his balls aching when her taut nipples slid across his bare chest.

  He held her at arm's length; he could just see the dark outline at the peaks of her breasts in the soft moonlight. He reached out to touch them, but she backed away. Watching her slowly sliding her bikini bottom down her long legs mesmerized him. She lay back on the blanket, waiting for him.

  Softly grabbing her ankle, his fingers slid slowly up her leg. Her legs parted slightly for him, but his fingers slid over to her hip bone and moved on toward her belly. Her whimpers of frustration told him that she was growing impatient. But he wanted to drive her wild with anticipation, if he could hold back that long.

  He lay next to her side and gently caressed her breast. She reached out to him, her hand exploring his chest and sliding lower. He took her breast into his mouth, sucking softly and flicking her nipple with his tongue. He meant to hold off, but as her hand slipped inside his shorts and found his cock, without realizing it, his hand had slid between her legs and his fingers began stroking her. She was wet for him. Really wet.

  Lena pressed against his hand, demanding more. His finger circled her clit over and over before plunging into her slippery core. He rubbed against her inner walls before withdrawing his finger and finding her clit once more. He repeated it again and again as her gasps and cries grew more urgent.

  He was confused when she suddenly rolled away from him; from her frantic cries he had thought she was about to come at any moment. But she sat up and pushed him onto his back, taking charge. His cock was throbbing, still trapped inside his shorts as she straddled him. She worked her way up and when he figured out her intentions, he groaned. God, she was so sexy.

  Her pussy slid on top of his mouth. "Kiss me, Alex."

  He couldn't hold back any longer. His brain shut down. No more sweet and tender. He devoured her.

  His tongue slid straight into her juicy center, tasting her sweet essence. When his lips wrapped around her sensitive clit and sucked, she cried out, loudly, grinding hard into his face.

  Alex's cock was aching with need and her unrestrained lust was driving him insane. He groaned against her sex and this only seemed to turn her on more. His tongue mercilessly teased her clit, flicking and circling before thrusting deep into her pussy. He used his teeth carefully to nip at her sensitive flesh and still she pushed into his face, demanding more.

  He was eating her pussy with abandon and could tell from her cries that she was about to climax. She pressed against his face and grew still. She was calling out his name when he felt her explosive orgasm. He felt her inner muscles contracting around his tongue just as he tasted the creamy juices of her release.

  His tongue continued to tease her shuddering pussy, but before it even stopped quivering from her climax, Alex flipped her over onto her back, underneath him. He stripped off his shorts and braced himself in between her legs. He had meant to take her slow and leisurely tonight, to demonstrate to her how deeply he felt about her, but he ended up fucking her like an animal.

  He plunged into her warm center and it felt like heaven. He pumped into her, no longer able to slow down, mindless with need. The pressure in his cock built to unbearable proportions. Lena was writhing below him and he could hold back no longer.

  Alex buried himself deep inside her, feeling her squeeze his cock tight as he shot his load. He shattered into a million pieces of pleasure as her muscles milked his cock.

  He was unmoving, panting above her until Lena pulled him into her arms. They lay together silently and when the euphoria of their joining started to fade, only one thought remained in his mind. He wasn't going to lose her again.

  Chapter Six

  It had been easier than I thought convincing Melissa to go to Jones Beach with me. She practically jumped at the chance to hang out with the band again. She blew off work entirely on Monday, but I worked until lunch and then picked her up. It took us about an hour and a half to get out to Wantagh. We followed the road signs from the highway to the venue.

  Melissa pointed excitedly, "Look! VIP and special needs, go that way."

  I laughed at her enthusiasm. "I don't think it really matters right now. It looks pretty empty."

  We finally drove up to a gated entrance. I handed the passes that Alex had given to me to the attendant. She retreated to her hut for a few minutes. Finally she came back to the car and handed me a blue paper card.

  "Hang that on your rear view mirror. You can follow the blue lines and park in lot 5A."

  She was already walking away before I could thank her. The gate arm lifted and I drove into the lot. Melissa and I giggled like kids as we drove past the endless empty lots closer and closer to the outdoor amphitheater. We found the correct lot, which already had a smattering of cars in it, and parked. As we got out of the car, I could hear music playing. We headed for the entrance marked VIP.

  Melissa looked around. "Now what? It looks empty."

  I was busy listening to the music. It sounded like Cold Fusion jamming. "Well, Alex said to just ask for t
hem when we got in. He said anyone would be able to point us in the right direction. I think they're doing their sound check right now. It sounds like them."

  Unbelievably, we were able to walk right into the amphitheater. When I got a good look at the stage, I could see it was Cold Fusion. Melissa and I worked our way into the seating and moved up toward the front of the stage. We sat about ten rows back watching the band during their sound check. The scene before us was awesome. The sun sparkled on the water that surrounded the stage on three sides.

  The band was jamming while Tyler sang bursts of verses here and there. I watched as Alex changed his guitar several times, checking each new one as the guitar tech brought them out for him. It sounded very different from the actual live performance, but it was exciting to watch. The stage was a mass of boxes and crates, equipment and wires running everywhere. It looked a mess, but I knew that tonight after all the hard work of the crew, the show would look spectacular.

  Melissa leaned into me. "Nick just spotted us."

  All of my focus had been on Alex. I glanced over to Nick playing the bass guitar. Nick made his way across the stage as they all continued to play. I couldn't tell how Nick conveyed the message, but suddenly I saw Alex looking out into the seats. He smiled and waved when he spotted us, and my heart about melted.

  The sound check lasted about another forty-five minutes. I never took my eyes off Alex, soaking in his every move, his every expression. Finally, when it was over, Alex handed his guitar off to the tech and left the stage to come down and meet us.

  "Hey girls," he hugged me tight. My arms wove around his neck and he lifted me off my feet. I felt my stomach flutter just feeling his body against mine.

  My feet touched the ground again, but I didn't let go. A moment later his happy smile turned to a lustful gaze. My body flushed in the heat of the moment. He knew just what I was thinking. Butterflies danced in my stomach as he smiled lazily at me. His pulled me against his lips and kissed me hard.