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

by Emme Rollins

  "I'm there!" The triple pleasure sent her spiralling, once again, over the edge.

  "Ohhhhh yes!" Bo groaned as he slammed into her a final time.

  This time her orgasm was strong, lasting longer than the previous. Her orgasm was accompanied by a burst of his cum filling her completely. They moaned together, both taking pleasure in their amazing union. Bo's body trembled behind her as the final burst of his semen filled her.

  "Oh baby." Bo released his iron clad grip on his hips and released her clit. Gently he pulled the butt plug from her ass and she let out a satisfied sigh of relief. His cock came next and as he dislodged himself a stream of their fluids coated her inner thighs, running down her legs.

  "Shit. I didn't think this through. Hold on a second babes."

  Hanna couldn't help but laugh as she watched him yank up his pants and race across the store in search of paper towel or a cloth or anything that could help clean up the mess that was seeping down her legs and dripping onto the floor.

  The best he could come up with was a scarf. Her laughter increased as he bent behind her and attempted to clean her up. Standing she took the scarf from him and sat down on the wooden chair. "How about you finish the shopping? I'll take care of this and get dressed."

  He raked a hand through his hair and joined in her laughter. "I suppose I should. Guess we're going to buy that outfit." His eyes shifted to the scarf as she wiped her inner thighs and the drips of cum from the chair. "And the scarf. And maybe even that chair."

  Her laughter became so loud and hard her stomach began to ache. One thing was for sure. Life with Bo Savage was going to be anything but boring.

  Chapter 14

  ~ Three Weeks Later ~

  "The last concert baby! And then we can spend the next month enjoying some down time together." Bo leaned over her and gave her a quick celebratory kiss. "You coming?" He extended his hand to her, to help her from the sofa in his dressing room.

  "In a minute. I'll be there before you guys hit the second song."

  Bo's face fell. They'd barely left each other's side for the past few weeks and she was always off to the side of the stage watching his concerts. After a moment he nodded. "Alright." He frowned as he eyed her suspiciously. "Something wrong?"

  Hanna huffed. She hated that she was such a bad liar. "No. I'm fine. Just feeling a little queasy. Must have had some bad shrimp for supper."

  "Okay." He leaned down and gave her a final kiss. "Maybe you should just lie down and take a nap."

  She smiled. "Maybe I might."

  A loud knock sounded at his dressing room floor, signalling they were ready for him.

  Bo looked at the door, back to her and then back to the door, as if deciding.

  "Go!" Hanna gave him a little shove and he chuckled.

  "Okay. Fine."

  Hanna waited until the door was closed fully and the hustle outside her door had died down before she stood and made her way over to Bo's duffle bag. Unzipping it she rummaged through his personal items until she came to what she was looking for. His iPad. She wished Jackie was there with her. Jackie's mom had gotten in a car accident and Jackie had decided to go back home to be with her mother. Hanna had been temped to send her a text message or call, but she didn't want to add to Jackie's worries with her silly insecurities. When Jackie had time and felt up to it, she's call.

  Turning on the iPad, she did something she'd promised herself and Bo she wouldn't do. She searched the tabloids for gossip on her and Bo. To her dismay there were lots and she found herself sorry she'd decided to go snooping. Her identity was fully disclosed. People she knew in high school had come forward and spoke about how she'd been a fat dork in high school and how they couldn't believe she could land someone like him.

  There were insinuations that she was a gold digger and harsh comments on her looks and how she was too chubby to be with him. That he should be with supermodels, not girls who could stand to lose thirty or so pounds. There were also accusations that Bo was neglecting his music and disappointing his fans because he was devoting all of his time to her. The tabloids called her toxic and a career killer.

  Close to two hours had gone by before she was finished reading the articles and headlines, tears were streaming down her cheeks and she sobbed silently. People were so cruel. It felt like high school all over again, but this time worse because the perceived undeserving fat girl had gotten the Captain of the football team.

  "Holy shit!" Hanna exclaimed looking at the time. The concert was almost over and she hadn't even gone out yet. Grabbing a tissue she wiped her eyes and sniffed, trying to make herself look better than she actually felt. She once again cursed herself for opening Pandora's Box.

  Standing she was about to put the iPad back, when a knock sounded at the door. Clutching the iPad to her chest she walked over to the door and opened it to reveal the band manager, Victor.

  Surprised to see Victor standing before her, she took a step back. "Victor. Hi. Ummm." She could smell the alcohol coming off of him from several feet away.

  "Can I come in?" He didn't wait for a response, but brushed past her and into the dressing room. "I'd like to talk to you."

  "Ummmm. Sure."

  He sat down on the sofa and motioned for her to take a seat next to him. In the past month that she'd know Bo, she could count on one hand how many times she'd spoken more than five words to him. He seemed to avoid her like the plague, like she was a nuisance or inconvenience. She'd learned to simply avoid him.

  She sat down and waited for him to reveal the reason for his showing up.

  "What's that?"

  She looked down at the iPod and shrugged. "Nothing. Just entertaining myself until Bo gets back."

  "We need to talk."

  The tabloid articles long forgotten, Hanna's mind was spinning trying to read Victor and get a hint of what was going on.

  "As you may know the public hasn't had much support for your relationship with Bo."

  The articles came crashing down to the forefront of her mind against and she fought to keep the tears from coming. "And..."

  "My intention isn't to be rude or mean in any way, but when you really think about it many of the points they're making are valid. You don't belong with Bo, Hanna. I know it's been fun, but Bo has a career to worry about and you're jeopardizing it.

  Hanna flinched as if she'd been physically hit. "Bo wants to be with me. And I want to be with him. We're happy Victor."

  Victor reached out to touch her jean clad leg, but she jerked backwards out of his reach. "Honey, you're just a phase. Longer than most, but a phase. However, you're the first fling that Bo's had that is potentially damaging to his career."

  Hanna's frown deepened. How could Bo being happy be a bad thing? "I don't understand."

  Reaching into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, Victor pulled out a check book and a silver pen. "How much is it going to take to have you walk away? You might as well take some money and leave as to wait around until Bo gets bored of you and get nothing. You go back to that little town of yours with no job, no prospects if you stay. I'm offering a way out."

  "I don't... I... I don't want your money."

  "How does two million sound?" Not waiting for a reply Victor began writing up a check for two million.

  Hanna's jaw clenched as the anger began to build up within her. She sat up straight, squaring her shoulders. "I don't want your money."

  The sympathetic smile he'd been wearing faded and his expression turned to anger a coil of fear formed in her stomach. She inched away from him.

  "I've worked a long time getting these boys to where they need to be. Some coffee house bimbo isn't going to ruin it for them!"

  "Bo's a grown man, he knows what he wants."

  Victor huffed. "Why can't you be as sensible as your friend was?"

  "Jackie took the money?"

  "Oh course she did. Took it and ran like any woman with half a brain does."

  "But her mother was in an accident."
/>   "Yeah, and she took the money and agreed not to come back. At least she had some common sense to see what she really was. A temporary fuck."

  "Do you do this with all the women?"

  He huffed. "Those with half a brain take it. Now be a good little girl and accept the money and go home. This is a one time offer." He finished writing the check and shoved it into her hand.

  "No!" Crumpling up the check she tossed it at him in disgust. The anger she'd been harbouring over the years, of being bullied and picked on came raging to the surface. She was done being a victim. "If Bo doesn't want to be with me anymore then fine, but I'll be damned if I'll let you run me off!"

  His eyes narrowed. "You're going to take the money. And you're going to leave or God help me..." His eyes turned menacing. It was evident he wasn't accustomed to someone saying no to him, and he didn't take no well.

  Doing her best to keep her voice even, she lifted her chin and met his gaze. "Please leave."

  "Take the money!"

  "No!"

  "Can't you see. You're not worthy of him. He needs a beautiful woman on his arm, not one that's a candy bar away from needing two seats on an air plane.

  Although she knew it wasn't true, the comment still hurt. Lashing out on instinct, her hand drew back and she slapped him, hard, across the jaw.

  Victor froze, as if in shock for a split second. "You fucking whore!" He grunted and lunged. Pulling his hand back, he slammed it into her jaw. "You will not ruin all the hard work I've put into that group."

  A bolt of pain shot through her a salty, metallic taste filled her mouth. Her head began to throb and she closed her eyes as she saw his hand draw back to strike a second time. Just as his fist was about to make contact with her face, his weight was lifted and there was a crash as presumably his body was thrown across the room.

  With hesitation, she opened her eyes and gasped as she saw Anthony hovering over Victor, his fist making contact with the other man's jaw. Two blows and the older man went limp, knocked out. She yelped and struggled to her feet. As she stood her head began to spin and she fell back onto the sofa.

  "You okay?" Anthony hurried across the room to her just as the world went dark to her.

  *****

  "He did what!"

  "Yeah man. Let me take care of the girls here. Go see her. They took Victor to the hospital, he's already gone. She's a little woozy, but I think she'll be okay." Anthony turned to the girls and gave them a smile. "Ladies. I may not be the big man, but I'm much more fun. And single."

  I'm going to fucking kill him! Bo sprinted from the backstage area to his dressing room. The band had been considering replacing Victor for a while now, this sealed Victor's fate.

  "She's fine man," Anthony called after him, but Bo barely heard him. All he could think about was all the bullshit that Hanna had been through to be with him and now she was getting physically assaulted on top of it all! She didn't deserve all the bullshit she' been through. He cursed himself for letting anything happen to her. He should have been there. He should have...

  Ah, damn it!

  He raced into the open dressing room to see two paramedics crouched in front of Hanna, one holding an ice back to her rapidly swelling lip, while the other one busied herself with putting away their gear.

  "Hanna!" He ran into the room and pushed past the paramedics to pull her into his arms. "Oh-my-God Hanna, I'm so sorry. I'm so-so sorry."

  "Bo!" She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck holding tight to him. "God, I'm glad you're here."

  "I can't believe I let this happen. Are you okay?"

  She nodded, but the stiffness in her body told him differently. "It wasn't your fault."

  Taking the ice pack from the paramedic he turned to them. "Is she okay?"

  "Yes Sir."

  "Then leave us."

  The paramedics finished packing up and left the room, closing the door behind them.

  Once they were gone, Bo applied the ice pack to her jaw and kissed her forehead. "What happened?"

  She sighed, tears welling up in her eyes. "I was on your iPad. I broke my promise to you and read the articles."

  Bo's heart sank. Many of those articles were cruel, which is why he'd been shielding them from her. He'd prayed she never see them, but knew she'd eventually be too curious to help herself.

  "Those articles are bullshit sweetie. Written by assholes trying to make a buck and consumed by idiots who are jealous of us and take satisfaction in seeing us fall from grace."

  "Maybe you're better..."

  Bo placed a finger against her lips stopping her. "You want to know the real reason why Nadine and I broke up."

  She shrugged and then nodded.

  "It wasn't drugs. Sure she had a habit for partying, but the truth was she didn't love me. Never did. But we stayed together because it looked good in the tabloids."

  He lowered his fingers.

  "I've been blessed with a great career. Everything anyone could have asked for, except no one to share it with. I thank God every day for having that idiot run our car into the island at your coffee shop. I know it's only been a month, but it's been the happiest month of my life and if you were to leave, it would kill me Hanna."

  His heart was thudding in his chest. He was feeling something he hadn't felt in a long time. Scared. With each second that passed that she didn't respond he got increasingly nervous.

  "I love you Bo. I just don't want to ruin our career or be a burden or..."

  An intense rush of relief washed through him, along with shock that she'd actually said the words out loud. I love you, it sounded so sweet to his ears. Instead of silencing her with his finger he covered her lips with his, taking care not to hurt her. Pulling back, he gazed into her beautiful green eyes and fingered a lock of her satiny hair. "I love you too baby."

  The hesitation and doubt that he'd been seeing in her eyes, virtually from the day they'd met slowly began to fade away. What remained was the love and contentment he'd been longing to see for weeks. But there was something else in his eyes that he hadn't seen before - determination. She was his.

  *****

  Hanna's head was pounding like someone had taken a lead pipe to it and her jaw aching. She'd known Victor was having some issues with alcohol and was never a big fan of her and Jackie being there, but to try and pay her off? And then attack her when she refused? It just made no sense. Was this the world she was throwing herself into? Did Jackie realize this wasn't the world they belonged in and decide to cut her losses? For that matter could Victor even be believed? It was all so much to digest.

  Closing her eyes she took a deep breath in and slowly released it. Opening her eyes, her gaze caught Bo's. His concern and affection was so clear that it tore at her. Whether she belonged in his world where her every action was scrutinized she didn't know, but deep down she knew that she belonged with him and that meant adapting so she did fit into his world.

  I love you too baby, his words were like music to her ears and brought tears to her eyes. No, he was worth it. They were worth it. She realized then that she was going to have to get over her insecurities - once and for all - to be with him and she was determined to do just that.

  As a little girl her grandmother had told her that the most important things in life were worth fighting for... There was no doubt in her mind that the sweet, caring, sexy man knelt before her was exactly what her grandmother had in mind.

  Expect to see "The Rock Star and the Girl From the Coffee Shop 2: Under Pressure" available early – Late Sept / Early Oct 2013

  Rock Star 2 teaser:

  After firing Victor, the band is in need of a new manager and decides to hire one of the best in the business, Nadine Vessy. Nadine is smart, cunning and has the body to rival that of any supermodel. However, she has her eye on Bo and is determined to get Hanna out of the picture once and for all. As far as she's concerned all's fair in love and war and she plans on being the victor.

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  CURVY GIRLS ROCK

  By Virginia Wade

  Chapter One

  “Hello, this is Brandi Morrison.”

  “Hi, my name is Sharon Web. I’m the manager for the rock band, Trash. I’ve been going over resumés, and I would like to interview you.”

  I nearly fell off my chair. I had given up any hope of joining the Petty Thieves Tour, as it was nearly half over, but this was a surprise. “I’m looking forward to it, Ms. Web. When do you want to meet?”

  “How about my office? 1412 Wilshire Boulevard. Tomorrow at 10a.m.”

  It was an effort to keep my voice level. “That sounds good. I’ll be there.”

  “Great.”

  “Is there anything I need to bring with me?”

  “Just an open mind and a bucketful of patience.” Her tone held a hint of laughter.

  “Um…I think I can do that.”

  “Great. See you then.”

  “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome.”

  I held the phone in my hand, staring at in wonder. I had been in Los Angeles for several weeks now, living with my sister, while looking for a job. Darla was a casting agent and recently divorced. After graduating from college, I floundered for a while, flitting from one job to another, until Darla offered to help me get a foot in the door of the entertainment industry. I’d had several offers, some from movie studios, but I held out, stubbornly waiting for an opening in the Petty Thieves Tour. There were rumors of shake-ups and make-ups, struggles and disasters. The management of Trash had gone through more assistants than candy from a Pez dispenser, but this did not frighten me in the least. I had bigger plans. Secret plans.