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

by Emme Rollins

  She was already finding the schedule harrowing. The month-long trip was to involve two-night engagements in New York City, Chicago, LA and Seattle. Anyone in her position would think she’d be over the moon to be spending more time on tour with a well-loved rock star.

  But for Kate, it wasn’t all about Gage’s magnificent, powerfully delivered performances. It was also about the hard partying, the brazen groupie chicks, and the booze.

  Kate tried to stay objective as a journalist but she had to admit it hurt to see Gage in that image. It was one that she knew the public expected of him. And yet, she’d always thought she knew the real Gage, the man behind the façade. But he never let her see a glimpse of that man she’d fallen in love with years ago.

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  Now Kate got to discover that Gage was controlling and dominating on top of everything else…

  A new city. Countless fans lining up for autographs before the night show. Kate met a charming venue intern named Carl. He was very good looking; an enthusiastic rock music fan in his mid-twenties. He was always glad to help no matter how silly Kate’s request might seem. For one thing, Kate had zero sense of direction and always seemed to be getting lost in the massive grounds around the arena being set up for the show coming up later. They both got talking backstage and he’d shyly asked her out for drinks after the show ended.

  Kate had been looking forward to spending some time with a local, and away from the band’s entourage and travelling groupies. She gladly agreed and Carl’s youthful face breaking in a happy grin was a nice reward. He was just a few years younger after all, so she didn’t feel like some shameless cougar. Besides, what was one date? She’d be on the road again with the band tomorrow to the next stop so what was wrong with a little harmless flirting with a gorgeous intern who obviously liked her?

  Looked like the date thing was never going to happen. It was an hour to the show and she couldn’t seem to find Carl anywhere around. She asked one of the roadies putting finishing touches to the stage, and he told her Carl was gone. Fired.

  “What? Who’s responsible for that?” Kate asked, aghast.

  The roadie shrugged. “You’ll have to ask Gage.”

  Kate was bristling. Why on earth would Gage have anything to do with it? Confused and angry, she found her way to the band lounge where Gage was having beers with a few of his band mates, obviously relaxing before their upcoming show.

  “We need to talk,” she said shortly, eyes pinned on Gage as she stood in front of him defiantly. His eyebrow rose triangular-fashion at her stance. His mates took one look at the situation and decided to give them some privacy. The guys had probably caught on to the tension between Kate and Gage since the tour began. Kate had done all she could to avoid anyone ever knowing about their past relationship, or how hard it was working with Gage knowing what she still felt for him. Sharing the tour bus, being in close proximity with him for hours on end and yet knowing he was out of her reach…it was a strain she’d borne well over the past few weeks but now she’d had enough.

  “So talk,” Gage said once they were alone, sitting back casually and looking at her.

  Kate drew in a breath for calm. “Did you get Carl fired?”

  Gage tilted his head. “You mean that geeky intern?”

  Kate rolled her eyes. She’d known Gage had noticed them chatting all through yesterday which was day one of their two-day stop in the city. And so what if Carl was geeky? Sure he wore spectacles and had dressed like too much of a preppy type for her taste, but Kate liked geeky. Especially when it came packaged in a charming, handsome frame as Carl’s. But of course she couldn’t tell Gage that.

  “Yes,” she bit out. “Please don’t tell me you’re one of those insufferable ego-maniacs that take pleasure in just offing minions. What did he do? Spill coffee over your designer leather pants?”

  Gage huffed, taking a swig from his beer can. “Maybe I just didn’t like seeing him getting fresh with my press aide. He had a job to do and need I remind you that so do you. I think you should focus on that instead of thinking of getting some dimple-faced intern into your bed.” He smirked as her cheeks burned.

  “Wow! Are you serious?” Kate said with an affronted gasp. “I’m not the one fucking a handful of groupies at every stop!”

  Christ, he infuriated her. And she hadn’t forgotten about the two well-groomed hostesses he’d demanded to be available at each venue – supposedly to assist in serving food at band meals but whom she knew very well served Gage’s other needs when required.

  “Is that what this is about?” he mused, eyes narrowing speculatively. “I mean, you’re a grown woman; obviously you’ve got urges like anyone else. And lord knows that a week or two constantly on the road can take its toll. Everyone needs a distraction.”

  “You’re unbelievable,” Kate snarled, unable to fess up and tell him that her hormones were well used to getting neglected – thanks to her several months’ celibacy. No…it was her constant exposure to him that was pushing her desire into overdrive.

  “Carl just wanted to be friends and you had no right to make him lose his job!” she growled, angrily.

  “Friends?” Gage snorted. “Oh well, obviously you hadn’t heard Carl bragging to a few of the roadies earlier that he planned to bed the “juicy journalist” he was taking out after the gig. So I guess you should be thanking me – unless you did intend to make his night,” Gage said with a smirk she so longed to smack off his handsome face.

  Her cheeks were burning pink but she lifted her chin in defiance. “And what if I did? How is that any of your business?”

  Kate knew she’d pissed him off by the way his eyes gleamed and his nostrils flared, and she smiled thinly, about to turn smartly and leave. She didn’t expect him to suddenly grip her arm and yank her down to land unto his laps, where he pinned her with a powerful grip.

  “Let me go!” she snapped with fury, squirming and trying to free herself from his hold but he wasn’t about to release her anytime soon it seemed.

  “No,” Gage murmured, arms closing like steel bands around her frame, effectively imprisoning her.

  Kate was almost in tears from annoyance and from her exertions. No matter how much she struggled, he was much too strong for her. “You’re such an…asshole!” she breathed, eyes flashing as she turned her head to him. “That poor guy is now without a job because of you! I’ll be sure to add that to my article come the end of this tour.”

  He smiled, not perturbed by her threat. “For one thing, I’m not an asshole although I know you want to believe that I am. For another, I didn’t get him fired. I simply asked that he be taken off duty for the remainder of my stop at this venue. From what I hear, Deftone’s holding a concert here in three days – your little friend will be back on the job by then.”

  Kate deflated somewhat at this revelation, but she was still angry. Especially since she was very much still trapped on his lap. “That still didn’t give you the right to get rid of him in the first place,” she muttered.

  “I couldn’t have anyone distracting you…not when I want you all for myself,” Gage said plainly, lifting a hand to run the back of his knuckles down her bare arm.

  Kate racked in a breath and instantly stiffened, all the more conscious of the close proximity to Gage; virtually trapped against him. His touch, silken and possessive, trailing along her skin.

  Her eyes jumped to his devilishly handsome face, his dark hair framing his features like a satiny cloak. How she longed to run her fingers through that tempting mane and just indulge in the sensation.

  “You can’t be serious,” she said with difficulty, trying not to shiver as his face drew closer to nuzzle at her neck.

  “Oh, I’ve never been more serious in my life,” Gage growled into her ear. “Wanting you comes natural to me, Kate. And that desire isn’t going to go away. I’ve decided it’s time to stop fighting it and just go with it.”

  Kate’s eyes closed and her head almost fell back as his lips pressed war
mly to the pulse at the base of her throat. His hand fell on her chest, just above the spot where her heart was beating a mile a minute.

  “And of course, it’s always got to be all about you. I guess whatever the rock star wants, he gets.” Despite herself, her tone was chagrined. It irked that he would just assume that just because he desired her, she would instantly give into his every pleasure.

  And then she almost forgot how to breathe when his fingertips brushed over the low neckline of her top, tracing the deep curve of her cleavage.

  “Not always. But you’re not going to say no to me, are you? You’re aren’t going to stop me when I do this...” In turn, he kissed the sensitive skin above her nipple, and then the other, the firm flesh rising from the daring bodice of her corset worn for the big show – which was just an hour away or less.

  And yet…Kate couldn’t deny he was right. He no longer held her down, and she could easily pull away if she wanted to. But she didn’t budge. Not even with his hands reaching for her perfectly round breasts, which he squeezed through the corset. Kate gasped; body tingling as he buried his face within the scented cleft of her mounds and groaned deep in his throat. His fingers tugged down hard on the bodice, freeing a fat pink nipple. Kate bit on her lip as he rolled his tongue around the budding tip, sending volts of pleasure through her system.

  Her fingers involuntarily clutched into his hair, a whimper of bliss coasting her lips as Gage sealed his mouth around a nipple. The result was almost electric, jolting her with shockwaves that made her convulse.

  From somewhere deep inside, Kate tried to reason with herself as to why this shouldn’t be happening. Not here, not now. Not with him.

  “We can’t do this, Gage,” she gasped, while her hands all but guided him closer to her breasts.

  “And yet we are doing it,” Gage murmured, his tone reassuring yet firm. And filled with an incredible hunger, blended with scorching raw heat. Warmth seeped into her skin and she forced herself to meet his smoldering gaze.

  “Come on, baby. Kiss me. I’m rock-hard for you already and damned if I’m going on stage while I’m like this. Open your mouth, Kate,” Gage growled against her trembling lips.

  Shamefully, helplessly, Kate’s lips parted. His thighs shifted beneath her curvy ass that now ground into his very evident erection. Moaning, Kate opened wide for his rampaging kiss. There was no teasing, no warm-up. He swept his tongue into her moist crevice and plunged in deep. His lips crushed against hers, lashing that sin-laced tongue into her mouth as they dueled with sensual abandon.

  Gage pushed his hand beneath her corset and palmed her breasts; kneading with such raw hunger it made her moan into his mouth. He showed no restraint as his fingers tugged on her nipples so hard she felt it deep in her pussy. It had been so long for her…and his rough, taking touch was just what he needed. She could cum right then from just his kiss and his hands roughly gripping her curves.

  Kate knew she didn’t want to spend another night lost in dreams of Gage’s lovemaking. Not another lonely fantasy where she wished he would claim her, thrusting his hardness into her mouth before sinking his face between her welcoming thighs.

  Urging him on by her whispers of pleasure…begging him to take her with his untamed, consuming passion. To make her explode and then leave her shuddering and shrieking her release…

  And here he was, offering her the real thing. A part of him that would last only for a time – but Kate knew it would be worth it.

  His mouth peeled from hers before he kissed his way down her arched throat. From somewhere in her lust-filled mind, she heard herself mumble about the show…and of someone coming in and finding them.

  “We still have time,” Gage rapped, impatiently shoving down the corset and exposing both her swollen-tipped breasts. He let out a groan of delight even as he muttered, “And no one is going to dare interrupt without knocking.” With that, he latched his mouth to her nipple, and Kate immediately forgot whatever other protests she might have thought up.

  Gage used his mouth on her breast like no other man she’d met ever knew how to do. He made her arch and keen as he suckled her with tongue, lips and teeth manipulating the sensitive bud with animal hunger. She felt his hand lift up the layers of her short skirt, sweeping the panel of her panties aside and touching her sex with bold intent.

  Kate gasped, shocked with ecstasy as he strummed her pussy with deft, seeking fingers. Those expert digits rubbed on her folds before easily finding her clit and jockeying it till she was soaking his fingers in juice. The room filled with her moans as sounds from her slippery cunt joined in the concerto.

  Gage’s breathing was ragged against the side of her heaving breast. “When the time’s right…I’m going to stretch your legs as wide as they can go and lick this sweet dripping pussy till your taste’s imprinted on my tongue,” he vowed, giving her nipple a hard, passionate nip that had her crying out his name.

  He drove her to such levels of need that she would have done anything to keep experiencing the pleasure he brought her. It didn’t matter how crazy it was to want him; she did it anyway. And maybe – who knew – there might still be a chance for them. Kate would never have dreamed of hoping for such, but there was no way he could touch her like this and not have the same tumultuous need she had in her heart to bring things back to where they used to be…

  “I need you baby. Now,” rasped Gage, “I want to be deep inside you.”

  As always, he said the words that made a puddle of lust swell in her very core. Her legs were shaking as he positioned her off his laps and unto the couch beside him so that she was lying on her back. Quickly, he unbuttoned his fly and freed himself, the tip of his cock glistening with pre-cum.

  Kate’s mouth fell open as he grasped the base and kneeled on the sofa before her open legs. Seizing one of her ankles, he pushed it back towards her chest, exposing her completely for his invasion.

  Suddenly, Gage’s cock glided into her with a daring lover’s heedless savagery, her wetness sending him in deeper than she was prepared for on the first thrust. Kate’s body froze as pain warred with pleasure for dominance. Her lips parted in a soundless scream and when she met his gaze, she found his eyes tortured with burning, overwhelming lust.

  “Forgive me, Kate,” he ground out with a wince. “Too long…fuck, I can’t hold back.”

  Kate could barely breath as Gage pushed deep inside of her. His thickness ripped into her tender walls and made her bite so hard on her bottom lip she almost drew blood. She ached to tell him he didn’t need to ask forgiveness – because she loved every moment of it.

  “Yes…oh, yes. More,” she moaned, her arms reaching for him as his hips started to piston back and forth. His feral onslaught simply fuelled them both into a fevered pitch. He leaned lower so that her arms could lock around his shoulders as his mouth plucked at her nipple ravenously.

  Kate felt amazed how intensely she felt him deep inside her; every rigid inch of him; his silken texture, his powerful heat. She sheathed him snugly, pulsating around his shaft and making him groan deep in his throat. “So tight…you’ve always been so fucking sweet and tight,” Gage said, voice ragged as he suckled harder on her tit.

  Her body writhed beneath him, jolted by each exultant thrust. The cadence of his strokes became addictive, making her drench him in more and more slippery juice as his pace quickened impossibly.

  Reaching lower around him, Kate cupped his clenching butt cheeks beneath his jeans, squeezing hard till they groaned in unison. He pushed her leg up even higher and slammed so hard into her pussy that she felt the smack of his balls against her lower flesh.

  He was throbbing so strongly inside her that the vibrations alone were liable to set her off. Her senses were filled with so many scents and frictions. He pounded into her with ever-increasing intensity, causing her whole body to quake right to her toes. She didn’t know what he did or how he’d shifted, but in an instant he was racking her to the point of explosion as he grated his cock against
her g-spot.

  “Tell me how good you feel,” he whispered as his lips pressed close to her ear, while he hooked her leg around his hip so that he could weld himself to her even more tightly. Any closer and they’d be conjoined, thought the dazed Kate.

  “I want to hear you tell me just how good you feel when I’m inside of you,” he instructed gruffly.

  “Gage…” Kate moaned, her skin flushed with heat and wantonness. Her core was coiled so tight she felt like she would black out from the pressure. “I’m close. So close.”

  “So am I,” he said hoarsely as his thrusts moved faster and faster. “Come with me, Kate.”

  And she did. His sudden roar of release was muffled against her neck as he pumped into her again and again, his weight almost crushing her. At the same time, Kate’s inner walls contracted in continuous waves as their joint orgasm reverberated through them both.

  His name was an echoing cry on her lips as her body shuddered uncontrollably. Something white and blinding erupted in her vision and she arched her spine till her breasts were mashed against his chest.

  Gage was kissing her neck and lapping at the moisture beading from her fevered pores. Kate could feel the flood of his heat deep inside her belly as his hips strained against her. “Kate…” he began on a groan, and then suddenly stopped, as if cutting off what else he was about to say.

  Before she could prod further, a loud knocking suddenly sounded on the door. It was Sheldon, his bass guitarist, who was yelling through the door that Gage needed to hurry; they were soon about to go on.

  Kate almost cried out in protest at being deprived of savoring the delicious afterglow she felt with Gage, his body still pressing her down into the couch.

  She heard him mutter an angry “fuck” before rolling off her. He rose to his feet, doing up his pants quickly as he turned away from her. He shoved his hands through his hair over and over as he seemed to be striving for calm.