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

by Emme Rollins

  “All right. Let’s go,” Gage said as he walked to the side of the bar and lifted the hinged section for me. This was all so...unusual. I wasn’t a virgin and I’d had a few boyfriends here and there. Working at a rock club meant there were plenty of drunk and horny guys but I wasn’t getting picked up like this very often. I wanted to believe Gage was interested in me but something told me that wasn’t his intention. However, I couldn’t figure out what his real intentions might be.

  “Thanks,” I said as I ducked under his arm and out from behind the bar. Gage let the hinged section back down and then his hand slipped behind me. I know I stiffened at his touch but damn it felt nice.

  “Darcy, that’s a nice name. I’m Gage but I bet you know that already,” Gage said without a hint of arrogance.

  “Yeah, hi,” I replied. We walked out of the club and then Gage stopped.

  “I feel like a schmuck asking but do you mind driving? I’ve just got the van we rented and I can’t leave the rest of the band stranded,” Gage asked. Gage Tucker, in my car? Holy shit!

  “Yeah, that’s fine,” I replied and then asked, “What are you hungry for?” We found my car and got in. I started it and pulled out of my parking space and then stopped at the approach and waited for traffic to clear.

  “Honestly, you,” he said. I didn’t get it at first. I saw an opening in the traffic and took it.

  “Huh?” I asked as we pulled out of the parking lot. Once I was on the road, I looked over at Gage. He wore a devilish grin. “Oh,” I remarked as I finally took his meaning.

  “Sorry, I don’t believe in playing games. You’re making me hard, Darc,” Gage told me. I blushed deeply at that. I didn’t know what to say. Thankfully, Gage didn’t leave me hanging. “Sorry, didn’t mean to embarrass you. You’re really hot, that’s all. I’m having all sorts of naughty thoughts about you. Why don’t you just take me back to the Pioneer and I’ll show you what I’m thinking,” Gage said and I just stared at him.

  I didn’t think he’d want anything to do with me, especially with Tiff around. I certainly didn’t think he was interested in anything more than dinner with me. Maybe I was naive but I just figured if Gage was looking for a night of hot sex, he’d have chosen Tiff.

  “Are you serious?” I asked half scared he wasn’t and half scared he was.

  “Yeah, sorry. I know I’m coming on strong but when I see something I want, I go for it. It’s just how I live. Look, if you want to get some food and talk, fine. I’d rather just get you naked and rock your world,” Gage explained. I wasn’t expecting to have this choice before me but now that I did, I wasn’t going to pass it up. A night with Gage Tucker, are you kidding? I didn’t understand why but I wasn’t stupid. I had an opening in the traffic so I down-shifted and flipped a U-turn.

  “I know a shortcut,” I said. Gage smiled devilishly at me while I grinned like a fool. I stole a look at him and there was a thick ridge in his tight jeans.

  “That’s a good girl,” he said. I had no idea what I was in for. I wouldn’t have changed my mind if I did but I wasn’t prepared for what was about to happen. I valet parked my car at the Pioneer, one of the big casinos downtown, and then Gage hustled me upstairs. He seemed eager. Honestly, so was I. Nevertheless, I was still trying to wrap my head around my good fortune. We rode the elevator past the last floor on the panel to the exclusive suites beyond.

  “Compliments of the record company,” Gage explained as we entered his suite. It was as big as my mom’s house, maybe bigger, with European decor, modern furniture and a wall of windows overlooking Reno.

  “Wow! I’ve never been in a suite. This is amazing,” I said. Gage followed me as I explored his room, or rather his several rooms. I especially liked the big hot tub that sat next to the wall of windows in the bedroom. Gage must have seen my interest.

  “You want to take a soak?” he asked me. I spun around to face him but before I could answer, Gage was slipping his tongue in my mouth and tugging my shirt out of my jeans. Holy shit! As soon as Gage had my shirt up over my breasts, he undid the clasp between my big cups and set my girls free. His fingers dug into my succulent boobs as he broke the kiss and went down and began sucking one of my big nipples.

  “I thought we were getting in the hot tub?” I asked breathlessly. Gage abandoned my breasts, much to my dismay, and stood looking down at me.

  “Your right, I lost control. Why don’t you get in and fire up the jets. I’ll be right back. I’m going to get some things and order some food from room service,” he told me. He kissed me again and slapped my ass before he left me standing by the tub. I watched Gage walk away and disappear into another room. I giggled to myself. This was so cool! I could hardly believe my luck. I slipped out of boots, jeans and panties, climbed into the tub and found the controls. I fired up the jets, then the bubbles and took a seat nearest the windows and looked out over the city.

  Wow! This was pretty amazing, almost surreal. I felt a little self-conscious sitting naked in a strange place but if Tiff could do stuff like this, so could I. A few minutes later, Gage wandered back into the bedroom naked and twirling a pair of handcuffs on one finger.

  “What are those for?” I asked but I already knew the answer.

  “Ever been tied up?” he asked in return. I hadn’t, though I’d read the books about the girls and the billionaires. It was kind of exciting in the stories but in real life I wasn’t so sure.

  “No,” I answered meekly. Gage came up to the tub and called me over to him with a finger. I stood up and walked over to the edge. I felt a flush of excitement and more than a little uncomfortable at being naked with him. He indicated he wanted me to turn around with the same finger, which he stirred the air with. I did and next thing I know, he slapped the cuffs on me like I was some kind of perp. “What are you going to do?” I asked as I turned and stood with my hands cuffed behind my back.

  “Whatever I want now,” was his only response as he climbed into the tub with me. I wasn’t sure what to do. I’d never played these games but those billionaires liked to order their girls around so I figured I should wait for Gage to tell me what to do. Instead, he showed me. Gage pushed me to my knees, the water was only a couple of feet deep, and I found myself facing his rather thick and rock hard manhood.

  “Don’t worry, love. I won’t do anything you won’t enjoy,” he said to comfort me and then took a handful of my auburn hair and guided me towards his cock. I swallowed hard and opened wide, letting the rock star guide his shaft between my lips. This was scary in a thrilling kind of way. I took Gage at his word and clamped my lips around him as he started the gently thrust.

  Yeah, I could get into this. It was sort of naughty. Gage’s cock was so hard I had to assume it must have been painful. He stroked deep, bumping the back of my throat, as he looked down at me and enjoyed the show. “Good girl. You suck cock just like you look like you would. I can’t wait to stick my dick in your pretty pussy. It’s shaved bare, isn’t it?” he asked and pulled his cock out of my mouth to let me answer.

  “Yes, totally bare,” I said. Gage tugged my hair, pulling my head back and laid his thick shaft on my face. It went from my chin to my forehead and felt heavy and warm. Then he took it in his free hand and slapped me softly with it as he gazed lustily at me. This wasn’t anything I’d experienced before but I was beginning to understand why those girls in those erotic books like it so much.

  Gage could do just about anything he wanted to me. I was cuffed and naked. I trusted he wouldn’t do anything to really hurt me, but the possibility gave the whole scene a hint of danger. Gage pushed my head forward and shoved his cock back in my mouth again. He wasn’t rough or forceful though he left no doubt that he was in control. He slowly thrust in and out of my mouth as I started up into his eyes.

  “Yeah, suck that dick. You’re a pretty little thing. Curves for days, sexy eyes, and a great smile. I noticed you from the stage and my cock got hard immediately. I was singing my heart out but I was thinking about al
l the things we could do together the whole time. Dirty, nasty things,” he told me. I felt my pussy swell. One of the jets was already sending gentle, caressing currents over my soft folds but now the pleasing warmth was becoming a demanding heat.

  Gage continued to use me to gain his own satisfaction. As I got over the initial shock, I found the whole scene rather arousing. Gage was so sexy and here I was in his suite overlooking the city sucking his big erection and wearing handcuffs. Eat your heart out, Tiff! Gage pulled his cock from between my lips and helped me to the side of the tub and onto a seat. Gage sat next to me, draping an arm over my shoulder. It wasn’t as relaxing as it might be since my hands were bound behind me but still, it was nice.

  “You like that?” he asked after a few moments

  “Yes,” I answered. I was surprised how much I liked it.

  “I’d love to do more,” he told me.

  “Like what?” I asked, my voice more eager that I intended.

  “Come with me and we’ll find out,” he told me. Gage stood and then helped me to my feet. I was no longer worried about how I looked. Gage seemed to like me just the way I was. Getting out of the tub required a little thinking with the handcuffs on, but I managed and Gage was there to make sure I didn’t slip. As I stood dripping on the tile floor, Gage dried me off and then himself. “Room Service said it would be a while, so we have plenty of time, love,” he told me. Love, I liked that.

  I followed Gage right out of the bedroom and into the sitting area overlooking the city. The bright lights lit the room but other than that, it was dark. There was a daybed of sorts with a raised back and lots of pillows at opposite corners but otherwise, it was big flat surface covered in a single soft cushion. It wasn’t the fancy furniture that caught my attention, however. It was the sex toys and bondage gear piles at the edge of the daybed that I was looking at.

  “Say the word, and we can just have a regular old role in the sack. But if you want to play, I’ve got plenty of toys,” Gage told me. Oh boy, did he ever! Vibrators, ropes, and all manner of bedroom gear. I was living one of those billionaire stories but with a rock star instead! I wondered if I wanted to give this a try but I couldn’t help wondering what Tiff might do. Would she turn this down? Hell no! She’d let this rock star tie her up and have his way with her. If Tiff would do it I certainly wasn’t going to say no.

  “Whatever you want, Gage. I’m yours,” I said and he smiled that same wicked smile from the car.

  “Love, I’m going take you places you’ve only dreamed of,” Gage said, caressed my face and then let his fingers trail down my naked body. Suddenly, he pushed me back and I tumbled onto the daybed and before I knew it, Gage was wrapping rope around my ankles. My knees were next and then he rolled me over, removed the handcuffs and replaced them with more rope. I was breathing hard, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through my veins. Gage rolled me onto my back again and plopped down on the day bed next to me and reclined against the pillows in the corner.

  “Scared?” he asked. I was but it was exciting. I mean, it was hard to wrap my head around. I was with Gage Tucker and he was tying me up in his hotel room. This was a fantasy for girls like me, not something that ever really happened.

  “Not really, just excited,” I answered.

  “Good girl,” he said and produced a leather strap with a red ball along its length. He leaned forward and gagged me, just like those girls in the billionaire stories. That was a little unnerving. Gage turned me over yet again, straddled my back facing my feet and began massaging my soft behind. That felt nice, until he spanked me and rather hard. I yelped, though the gag muffled my cry. I tried to look but I couldn’t see anything except my bound arms disappearing between Gage’s legs, not to mention his hard ass.

  He massage my butt again and then spanked the other cheek even harder. Holy fuck! My pussy was on fire, wet and tingly. Gage proceeded to give me a thorough spanking, turning my ass hot and red. I screamed with each blow to my round ass but each time he hit me, my pussy drooled a little more. As he punished me, Gage’s thick cock bounced against my hands. I was able to contort my hands just enough to grasp him. Though I wasn’t able to properly stroke him I could massage his rigid shaft with my long nails.

  “Clever. I can tell you like a good spanking, Darc. How about we turn up the heat,” he told me. I wondered what he had in mind. Gage was right when he told me he could do whatever he wanted. I was at his mercy and there’s nowhere I’d rather have been. I couldn’t answer and Gage didn’t seem to care. He climbed from me and helped me get to my knees on the day bed. Gage pressed close against me. His hand stroked my thighs and belly as his tongue licked the ball that gagged me. I wanted more, much more, but he wasn’t in the giving mood.

  “Go to the corner,” Gage ordered meaning the raised back covered in pillows at the corner of the day bed. I tested my legs and was able to move them, but just barely. I waddled over as best I could and when I was where Gage wanted, he pushed me down over the raised back. I had a fantastic view of Reno and the idea of doing this in plain view of the city, though I was too high up to actually be seen, was thrilling.

  I didn’t have to wait long to find out what Gage had in mind. He spanked me again, but not with his hand. I jumped and squealed as something much harder sent ripples through my abundant flesh. I looked back and Gage had a leather paddle. As he smacked me again and again, I jumped and squealed. It hurt but my arousal soared. I was panting behind the gag, my eyes wild and my pussy sopping wet. Holy shit, was this really happening?

  “I love this big ass, Darc,” Gage told me and smacked me again. “I’ve got a great idea. Just stay like that while I rework these bonds,” Gage said. I did as he wanted, as if I had a choice. He untied my ankles, then my knees and replaced the rope with leather ankle cuffs and connected them with a long black rod. Now my legs were spread wide. “A big sexy ass like yours deserves some serious anal play,” Gage said and suddenly, I heard one of the vibrators hum to life.

  I looked over my shoulder and Gage was about to cover my behind in lube. I shrieked behind the gag as the cold liquid hit my hot skin. Gage used way more of the clear liquid than he needed but I was glad for that. He pressed the buzzing vibrator against my puckered hole and I tensed.

  “An anal virgin?” Gage asked. I nodded. Gage smiled that wicked smile and the dildo began to sink into me. I moaned as the incredible vibrations eased my nerves. Gage took enough time to let me adjust but before I knew it, that metallic vibrator was deep in my rosy hole. I was moaning and sighing as the vibrations worked their magic. My whole pelvis buzzed but it wasn’t enough to give me an orgasm.

  “Now the real fun begins!” Gage announced and as he held the vibrator inside me, he began to spank my pussy. I jumped and shuddered. That wasn’t fair. Each delicious slap of Gage’s hand sent jolts of electric pleasure through me as the vibrator provided a constant buzz of excitement. Why was I enjoying this so much? I had yet to come or even have much of anything resembling traditional sex but being tied up at Gage’s whim was thrilling. Submitting to his deviant games made it even better. However, the fact he was so damned hot and a rock star to boot, blew my mind.

  Gage spanked my pussy harder as he started pumping the vibrator in and out of my tight behind. Everything conspired to send me towards the edge of bliss. Soon I was bucking and writhing as Gage tormented my pussy and fucked my ass with his shiny toy. I was becoming desperate for release. Gage seemed to enjoy my predicament, however.

  “You want an orgasm, don’t you?” he asked. I nodded vigorously. “I might slip a couple of fingers into your pussy, it’s literally dripping by the way, and get you off,” he told me but his grin told me there was more. “Or I could turn you over and start playing with those big tits. Hmm,” he said pondering his options and I knew damn well what he was going to choose.

  Sure enough, he pushed me over onto my back. Now I was sitting on that damned vibrator and the sensations were even more powerful. Gage took his little leather pa
ddle and stroked my pussy with it. Oh God, that was going to hurt so good! He massaged my big breasts with his other hand. “Damn, you’ve got one hell of a rack,” he said as he gazed at my chest. My breasts were one of my better assets, big, fluffy and full.

  Gage reached back and then tossed the handful of clothespins he’d grabbed on the day bed next to me. Gage began carefully placing them all over my breast as I looked on in wondrous dismay. He eased them closed and the pain wasn’t bad. Not until he put the final two on. Those were for my nipples and they sent a searing pain tearing through me. I was hyperventilating in a sea of sexual excitement, disbelief, fear and lust. I was being dominated by a rock star and dammit, it was fucking awesome!

  “Spanky time, you sexy bitch,” Gage whispered and he began spanking my pussy with that evil paddle. I shrieked and cried out, though it was all muffled by the gag, as he punished my poor little pussy. My ass buzzed like a fucking beehive and my tits began to burn with the dozen or so clothes pins pinching my sensitive flesh. My nipples were on fucking fire. How could so much pain and frustration be so fucking satisfying?

  Gage laughed at my predicament but his cock was standing at full attention and dripping. I was writhing, screaming and shaking as the pleasure had me in its grip. I wanted to come so badly and I almost did when Gage yanked one of the clothespins from my breast. Holy hell, that hurt but everything else seemed to get that much more intense. Another clothespin was removed and I yelled behind the gag. I wanted Gage to tie me up and do this every night for the rest of my life. I hadn’t even come yet and I was having the best sex of my life, if this could, in fact, be called sex. It wasn’t like any sex I’d ever had.

  Gage had ceased tormenting my pussy and now he moved between my creamy thighs. Was he going to fuck me? Part of me was desperate for it but another part was scared. I was so worked up that I knew getting filled with his beautiful cock was going to turn me into a hot, quivering mess. I wasn’t sure how I might react. Sure enough, Gage grabbed his dick and slipped it into me but he didn’t thrust. He held himself deep in my slippery tunnel as he plucked clothespins from my boobs. Each one was a new adventure in perfectly delicious pain.