Rock God: A Rockstar Romance

by Alex Wolf

  “Fuck, I missed this pussy.”

  “Oh God.” I yelped when his tongue darted out to my clit, then slid between my slick folds.

  “You taste so fucking sweet, Bristol. Better than I remember.”

  My hands splayed out against the wall as he devoured me from behind. I was a mess of reckless panting and moans as he pulled my ass back against his face.

  I was already on the edge of an orgasm from the second we walked into the room, and it wasn’t going to take long for him to coax it out of me. My legs began to tremble, and the tension funneled down my spine straight to where his tongue stroked across my clit.

  “Fuck, Gage.”

  “I’ll do that later. You’ll come on my mouth right now. Then I’ll shove my cock right here.” Two fingers slid into my pussy as his tongue made quick circles around my swollen clit.

  “Shit. Gage.” I clawed at the wall as the orgasm rolled through my body in numerous waves that never seemed to end.

  When I was done he palmed my pussy in his hand then slid his fingers across my slit. I turned around to face him and he pushed his middle and forefinger into my mouth.

  My tongue instinctively licked and sucked my wetness from his fingers.

  “So you know what my cock will taste like when I put it in your mouth later.”

  Jesus, he had such a dirty mouth and it only heated me up more with every word.

  My eyes widened as my tongue swirled around his fingers before he pulled them out. I wanted to be hot and sexy for him, more than anything in the world. I wanted to turn him on as much as he turned me on.

  “You promise?” I did my best sexy voice as I asked the question.

  “We can find out right now.” Gage gripped me by the waist and bent me over the bed.

  Before I knew what happened he pressed my thighs together with his cock between them, so the top of his shaft slid beneath my pussy. Then he teased the head in and out, barely parting my lips before shoving into me in one hard stroke.

  I inhaled a huge breath.

  “Fucking Christ.” He immediately pulled out and flipped me over so that I was flat on my back on the mattress.

  I looked up in his eyes and he looked possessed, like a man on a mission. He crawled up on top of me, so that one knee was on each side of my ribs.

  “Open up.”

  My mouth parted into a big O and he rubbed the head of his cock around my lips, seemingly savoring every second of what he was doing.

  I leaned up to try and take it in my mouth, but he sat back on his legs, denying me.

  “When I say.”

  I nodded, desperate for him to give it to me.

  He bent back down, fisting his cock and positioning the head right in front of my mouth. I could smell my arousal on his dick and I wasn’t sure if I’d ever been so turned on.

  He pushed the tip in, just past my lips. “I told you it’d taste like your sweet cunt when I fed it to you.” He pushed in farther, so that it was against my tongue and I had to breathe through my nose.

  “Mmhmm.” I hummed my affirmation with his hard dick halfway in my mouth.

  His eyes rolled back in his head when I did it, and he let out a long exhale. “Fucking hell. For such a pure, innocent girl, you sure seem to know how to be a dirty little slut, don’t you?”

  I nodded and hummed it again.

  “Fuck, Bristol. You’re gonna make me come in that pretty throat of yours if you keep it up.”

  He leaned over with his hands on the bed and lowered his cock in and out of my mouth a few times. He was definitely fucking my mouth, but at the same time it was like he was being overly careful not to hurt me.

  It was hard to describe, but it was incredibly intimate, something I never thought would happen when a guy is fucking your face.

  He pulled his cock from my lips and replaced it with his mouth while he slid down to part my legs. He kissed me long and hard, one hand cupping one of my breasts in his palm and the other caressing my face.

  “Fuck, you drive me crazy. I want to be gentle and rough with you at the same time. It’s a paradox.”

  I nodded. “This whole thing with us is a paradox.”

  He sucked down my neck and licked around my ear. “That’ll be our song. Paradox. It’ll be our story. And I’ll write it after I fuck you so hard you pass out.”

  Holy shit!

  He spread my legs apart with his knee and lined his cock up with my entrance. “You’re my paradox.” Then he shoved his cock deep inside me.

  This man was going to be the death of me.

  Gage

  I did exactly what I said I was going to do, fucked Bristol until she passed out.

  I watched her sleep for a few minutes before I pulled out my notebook and sat by the window, alternating my stares between her and the waves. The words just came to me. The second she was in the room I could see songs in my mind. Words everywhere.

  I stared over at her again.

  My muse.

  I got an entire page of lyrics down in the hour she slept.

  When she started to stir, I closed my notebook and walked over to her. Her eyelashes fluttered, then her eyes opened, and she yawned while I caressed her cheek.

  I thought I was insane about this girl when she was a thousand miles away, but now that she was here—I just knew. I wanted her more than anything. We were meant for each other.

  It might mean we’d go down in a fiery crash later, but it’d be worth it. Life’s not worth living if you never risk getting hurt.

  I leaned over to kiss her and helped her up out of bed. “We should head downstairs.”

  She nodded, then grabbed her clothes and walked into the bathroom. After a few minutes, she walked back out.

  She put something on her lips as she strode over to me. “Ready?”

  I nodded. “You hungry?”

  “Starving.”

  “Well, follow me.” I grinned.

  We left the room and went downstairs. I showed her the stocked fridge. It was packed full of anything you could imagine. The record company shopped for us and there was some leftover pizza from lunch.

  I heated it up as she grabbed a can of La Croix.

  The same crowd was still in the living room and I heard Valerie’s laughter carrying above everyone else. She never seemed shy in a crowd.

  We walked in once Bristol’s pizza was ready and sat together on a large love seat.

  I glanced around. There was something special about the whole scene, like in Almost Famous when you knew the band was about to blow up and make it big. There was magic in the air and I’d just jotted down the best lyrics I’d ever written in my life. A current of electricity flowed through the air as they talked.

  I could understand why most girls loved musicians. There was a complexity. So much joy and at the same time the rebellion too. It could go either way. We could soar and at the same time we could crash and burn just as easily.

  I wondered if that’s why Bristol was so drawn to me. I glanced at her and her face turned pink. I looked over at Valerie who was frowning at her.

  It was so quick I couldn’t tell if it was disapproving or not, but Bristol seemed embarrassed. She’d looked like that since we’d walked into the living room. It was understandable, I guess, after what’d happened before she got here.

  I shrugged it off. We’d face a lot more difficult situations than that in the future. And she was here. She came.

  Everyone talked about our album and one that our friends released last year. They’d been signed here in town and were headed out on a North American tour in a month. I looked forward to the same happening for us. They talked about the cities they’d be visiting with a huge rock band, one that would draw in a lot of people and sell out arenas.

  I glanced at Bristol as she leaned forward to set the plate on a table, seemingly not wanting to draw attention to herself. I wondered if she knew how gorgeous she was. Bristol was so exotic with her red hair and fair skin. She didn’t look like anyon
e else, and I loved that about her. She looked classy.

  I was used to the traditional groupie with the blonde hair and fake tits, lines around their eyes from partying. Most of them had lived too hard for my tastes. Bristol seemed naïve in an innocent way, even though she was sharp as a tack. I knew she stuck with a life plan—currently college, then on to teaching. She didn’t seem to wander from her path too much. I wondered what she thought of all this. I was sure it was overwhelming, and I needed to be attentive to that so she wouldn’t spook easily.

  It got late and everyone started to scatter. The other band was staying in a beach house down the road for the weekend.

  I locked up after they left. Bristol washed her plate and set it on the rack to dry as I walked back into the kitchen. She was staring out the window.

  I approached her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist.

  She jumped. “You scared me.”

  “Good.” I smiled against her neck. “What are you looking at?”

  “I can barely see the ocean in the moonlight. I was just wondering what the beach looks like.”

  I pictured taking a morning walk with her while she was here. Not today since the night was already bleeding into the morning, but at some point. We were the last ones downstairs, and I shut off the lights before leading Bristol upstairs. There were voices and laughter behind the other doors as we walked. I heard what I assumed was Jake since he was the only one with a girl tonight other than me. He said something and a soft moan followed it.

  Bristol walked faster. I laughed as she turned her head to look at me.

  “That was us earlier.” I opened my bedroom door.

  “I told myself nobody could hear it.”

  I pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re shy. It’s cute.”

  “I’m not usually in situations like this.” She waved a hand between us and blushed again. “I like it though. It’s fun listening to all the stories.”

  “It’s a good atmosphere for me. Being around creative people. It feeds my own writing, if that makes sense.” I closed the door behind us.

  Bristol strode across the carpet to the balcony. I followed and watched as she looked around, her eyes taking in the chair.

  “Is that what you were doing the other night with that girl?”

  “Yeah.”

  She leaned against the railing and looked over, breathing in the air.

  I walked up behind her. “I swear. I would never lie to you.”

  She stared back into my eyes. “I believe you. I don’t know why, but I do.”

  “I won’t hurt you.” I reached up for one of her cheeks.

  She leaned into my palm. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

  I stared back at her. “I don’t.”

  “Okay.” She nodded and turned back out toward the ocean.

  Just like that, her entire demeanor changed and she looked at ease. Bristol seemed mesmerized. “This is great. I love Colorado, but the ocean is something different to me. It’s peaceful.”

  “Agreed. I think I need to buy a beach house one day just to get some time to myself.”

  She laughed. “I would. I don’t think I’ll be doing that on a teacher’s salary but maybe a vacation in the summer.”

  I imagined vacationing with her for a moment. Would we get to that point?

  We looked over the dark, swirling water for a few minutes before walking back into the room. I locked the door and watched as Bristol stretched her arms above her head and yawned. She walked over to her bag and rummaged through it. She pulled something out and hid it behind her back. I watched as she looked toward the bedroom door and then grinned back at me.

  “Is it locked?” Her voice was soft.

  “Yeah.”

  “Good.” She walked to the bathroom and closed the door. I heard water running and sat on the bed.

  When the door opened, I glanced up and froze.

  Holy shit.

  Bristol wore a black lace night dress that was fitted and short. She ran a hand through her hair and looked at me as our eyes locked.

  “I wanted to wear something special for you. This seemed like it might work.” Bristol walked over nervously.

  I reached out a hand to her and pulled her to me, taking in her pale skin underneath the sheer material.

  “Is it too cheesy for a rockstar?”

  “Hell no.” I growled the words in her ear. “You should always wear something like this. It’s art when you wear it.”

  She smiled.

  “Every time I see you, it’s like the first time.” I trailed a finger down her thigh.

  “Gage…” She pushed a hand through my messy hair as my name came out of her mouth on a labored breath.

  I needed to show her how different she was from other women. I pulled her onto me, feeling the heat of her pussy through my shorts as I kissed her deeply.

  It didn’t take long for the night dress to come off and I cupped her ass. She moaned into my ear when I dug my fingers into her soft skin. My cock was hard as a fucking rock, straining to get inside her. I kissed down her neck and shoulder as she leaned her head to the side to give me better access. I cupped one of her breasts and pinched her nipple, eliciting a yelp of pleasure. Bristol moved slightly, easing down my body as she pulled my shorts down and released my cock.

  She wrapped her small fingers around it and squeezed as I kissed her.

  “Jesus fucking hell.”

  She slid down my body with my dick still in her hand. Her mouth brushed the tip, and I gripped her hair as she licked me.

  “Fuck yeah, just like that.”

  She took me in her mouth and I groaned. Bristol was shy in some ways, but I learned one thing the first night we were together. She made an effort to know what I liked and how I liked it.

  Her head bobbed up and down on me. I felt a load already rising in my balls. I struggled to get her off me. I wanted to finish in her pussy, not her mouth.

  Her eyes fell to the floor as I stood. “You don’t want this?”

  I gripped her by the chin and tilted her face up to meet my stare. “Get on your knees. I need your pussy right now.” I growled the words and her eyes widened.

  She didn’t move fast enough for what I needed at the moment, so I gripped her hips and flipped her over so that she was on all fours. “Get that ass in the air.”

  She responded immediately, seemingly not even thinking it through. I loved how she always did what I said in the bedroom, as if it was an instinct and she didn’t need to think about it.

  I glanced down and caught sight of her tight little cunt, glistening in the moonlight filtering through the windows.

  My jaw clenched, not out of anger, but just the pure tension that built in my body any time she was near me. I needed to be inside her. I thought I was dying every second I wasn’t buried to the hilt in her tight pussy.

  I moved quickly, not even realizing what I was doing. I reached up and gripped her by the neck with one hand as the other lined my cock up with her entrance, then I yanked her back as I drove into her.

  Fuck!

  I groaned at the way her slick walls gripped me. I was not going to last long, especially after the way she’d just sucked my cock.

  I leaned down so that I was next to her ear with my cock buried to the hilt. “See what you do to me, Bristol?” I drove into her from behind.

  “Holy shit,” she said on a labored breath.

  “You make me crazy. I can’t stop until I’m inside this tight little pussy of yours.” I drove into her again.

  The entire bed shook with each collision of our bodies.

  “God, don’t stop saying things like that.”

  My hand slid up the nape of her neck and into her hair, then I fisted her red locks. “Hold onto something. I’m not stopping until I come inside you.” I pulled her head back so that her ear was right next to my mouth. “And you’ll take every fucking drop of it. This pussy belongs to me.”

  I let g
o of her hair and gripped both of her hips, then full-on fucked her as hard as I could while she seized up underneath me. Her hands gripped the sheets and she moaned my name over and over.

  I wasn’t sure how many orgasms she had because I was in a totally different world. I couldn’t stop. She was a drug and I never wanted to get rid of this monkey on my back.

  Euphoria ripped through my veins and I couldn’t imagine what life would ever be like without her. Our bodies crashed together over and over until I thought I might pass out. I held it back as long as I could, and finally drove into her so hard she crashed down onto her stomach. I followed her, my chest against her back pinning her to the bed. I let loose and came over and over, blowing deep inside of her.

  It was animalistic and primal fucking, but at the same time there was something so intimate about it. I don’t think either of us had ever had better sex. I know I hadn’t. And it was always fast and rough, but maybe that was making love for us. Because I felt closer to her every time.

  I gasped for breaths, at the same time caressing her neck with a finger. I loved the breeze through the windows. The smell of saltwater mist and the sound of the waves crashing in the background. I dropped beside her. She was still breathing hard the same way I was. No woman had ever looked so beautiful to me.

  “That was…”

  “Amazing.” She finished the sentence for me, the word trailing off at the end.

  She fell asleep almost immediately, curled on her side. I went to the bathroom then came back and joined her. I buried my nose in her hair and took a deep breath. We were going to sleep as much as she wanted tomorrow. I only had one group thing planned. A few friends were going to meet us at a local seafood place to eat and then we were going to hang out at a dive bar. Bristol wasn’t the flashy club type.

  The rest of the day, it was just going to be Bristol, me, and my music. I kissed the top of her head and spooned her. I couldn’t have been happier right then.

  I opened my eyes as sunlight peeked through the windows. I never pulled the drapes closed in this place, even if I woke up earlier than I wanted. I loved the natural light. It was almost like it fed me with a sort of energy. I glanced over to see Bristol hunched under the sheet with a peaceful expression on her face. I picked up my phone to check the time, knowing I could sleep a bit longer. These guys weren’t morning people, and it was safe to assume that Bristol wasn’t getting up anytime soon.