Rockstar's Temptation (Decoy #4)

by K. T Fisher

  Rockstar’s Temptation

  By K.T Fisher

  Rockstar's Temptation

  (Book 4 in the Decoy Series)

  Copyright @2014 Kellie Fisher

  Cover art @2014 Cover Design: Louisa Maggio @ LM Creations

  Edited by Karen Louise Rohde Faegemann at Word Wench Editing Services

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to any actual persons living or dead, businesses and events or locales are entirely coincidental.

  Also by K.T Fisher

  Decoy series

  Rockstar Daddy

  Rockstar’s Girl

  Rockstar’s Angel

  Rockstar’s Temptation

  Severed MC series (co-authored with Ava Manello)

  Severed Angel

  Carnal Desire

  Severed Justice

  Carnal Persuasion (coming soon)

  Black Inferno series

  Heat

  Ignite

  Contents

  Acknowledgements

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty One

  Chapter Twenty Two

  Chapter Twenty Three

  Chapter Twenty Four

  Chapter Twenty Five

  Chapter Twenty Six

  Chapter Twenty Seven

  Chapter Twenty Eight

  Chapter Twenty Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty One

  Chapter Thirty Two

  Epilogue

  Decoy Bonus Chapter

  An emotional end

  Acknowledgements

  I really loved writing this book! I don’t know what it was about this one, but from beginning to end I was trapped inside of Maisys head so much that it came to the point that I was constantly thinking about Max and Maisy. So because of that, the very first person I want to thank is my partner! He has put up with so much crap during the process of this book, including me writing notes down on our dates about the characters that I just had to get down! My daughters have also suffered with this one too as they haven’t had mummy on hand as much as they would like to as the deadline crept closer. I am lucky to have such an understanding and loving family around me to let me live my dream.

  As it is with every other book release, I am SO thankful to all the bloggers, authors and readers who share, post and pimp my posts. I may not be able to get around to all of them, but I do try and the ones I don’t see still mean a lot to me. Which brings to me the amazing Francessca Webster who does a super job in pimping my ass off! I don’t know how she does it.

  A HUGE thank you to my cover designer Louisa Maggio @ LM Creations for Rockstar’s Temptation’s hot cover! I love it!

  Thank you to Emma Keating, Nadia Debowska-Stephens, Angi Johnston and Alison Brown-Oakes Davis to being amazing Beta Readers! A massive thank you to my editor, Karen Louise Rohde Færgemann from Word Wench Editing Services for being an absolute saint! I bow down to this woman! Seriously, she has done an amazing job!

  To my close friends who always help me along the way and are always there for me when I need them. Elle Raven and Ava Manello you may not live next to me but you’re always there for me when I need. There are so many other people I can thank, but I would be here for ages! You all know who you are and I love you all.

  Prologue

  Max

  “Oh god!” she screams below me. “Fuck me, Max, fuck me harder!”

  It’s a good thing the music and shouting from outside this room is loud enough to drown out her screaming!

  Today, the girls have thrown a welcome home party for Tanya and Leo because they missed them so much. Probably because they were on their honeymoon for a month! It was only supposed to last two weeks, but Leo had rung home and let us known that he wasn’t done having time alone time with his new wife, and that he wouldn’t be home for another two weeks.

  All day, I’ve been holding back my fucking hard cock, just watching her. She doesn’t even know that she’s teasing me, tempting me, but she does. Every damn day!

  To make it worse, because the weather is good for an English summer day, the girls decided it was perfect for a pool party. Not everyone came in their swim suits, but she did. As the kids scream and laugh, splashing about, my attention is always on her. I don’t know what to do with it or how to deal with it all. As I watched her laughing pool side with Kendal and the triplets, Finley decided to splash his mum, but instead he soaked the wrong person. He drenched her through, the women I’ve been lusting over. Her bikini became wet and clung to her body and her now wet breasts became my focus point as her nipples hardened under the wet material.

  Just the thought makes me pound into the girl under me. That’s the only reason she’s here with me, in a spare bedroom overlooking the party below us. As soon as the woman outside stood up, showing me her perfect body that’s shimmering with the water, I grabbed the nearest girl and dragged her away. As I take this lucky woman from behind, it’s not her face I’m picturing, it’s the woman who has fucked with my head ever since I met her! It’s not the blonde’s hair below me that I see as I pull it back, it’s the blackness of hers I long to wrap around my fist. The blonde under me is too skinny, she needs a few extra pounds and maybe some curves. Her ass isn’t as bouncy, either, and I want more cushion as I pound harder on her ass.

  Fuck!

  This isn’t fucking working! I’m about to stop, but I hear her laugh and for a second I pause. The sound reignites my fire inside and I fuck the blonde again. Unbelievably, my luck doubles. I don’t just hear her laugh, but through the gap of the curtains in the room I’m taking up right now, I see her! I watch as she steps from the pool, water falling from her body like a fucking porn star! I thrust one last time, not thinking about the body below me, and come undone from watching Maisy alone.

  Chapter One

  Max

  It’s been two months since the welcome back pool party and I’m still head fucked. That was something crazy, and I don’t know what I should be more worried about: the fact that I came from just looking at her, or the fact that when I got home, I looked through my phone for pictures of her to relive it.

  The girl who I was using as a release was pretty pissed that I didn’t get her off before me, but I took care of it. It’s my speciality. All that I cared about was getting back to her, so I could be close to that body. I don’t know what the fuck is happening to me. When I shot my load from just watching Maisy, it was fucking intense! I’ve never experienced that amount of high, so when I got home, I was curious. I found some pictures on my phone and took my cock in my own hands and worked myself into a raw frenzy. As my cum spurted onto the floor and over my hand, I felt the same intenseness take over my body. I was fucked, and it w
as Maisy that was giving me this extra shiver across my spine, the craving to treasure her body and make her feel the same way I did. If this is what it feels like without her, I bet it will be fucking amazing to be inside of her

  I try to get rid of those thoughts because right now, Kendal, Tanya, Sophie and Jessica are all at my place, planning a surprise birthday party for Maisy. The woman who I can’t have.

  Their constant giggling and gossiping is starting to get on my nerves. Don’t get me wrong, I fucking love these women, they’re my family, but shit! That doesn’t mean having spent all morning with just them and no men isn’t annoying the fuck out of me.

  “Aw, Max!” Kendal giggles when she spots me. I’ve been outside trying to get some peace and quiet. “What’s with the face?”

  She smiles at me because she knows damn well why I look strained. There are actually two reasons, but Kendal only knows one of them. “Don’t act innocent, Kenny.” She laughs at me again. “When will you be done?” I ask them.

  Tanya huffs and places her hands on her hips. “When we’re done!”

  “And when will that be?” She shrugs her shoulders as a response. I fucking hate that. “Can’t you do this at yours?”

  Jessica shakes her head. “Nope!”

  “We don’t want to see Maisy, she might drop by our homes,” Sophie adds.

  “Maisy does spend some time here, ever think of that?” I ask, and their smug faces drop.

  “Shit!” Tanya shouts.

  “I didn’t think of that,” Jessica panics.

  I give Kendal my smug look, and she frowns at me. “Well, just in case she does, you can be in control of getting rid of her.”

  With that, she leaves me alone, returning to planning Maisy’s party. I sure hope they’re not planning another pool party. I don’t think I could handle that!

  I leave them in the living room and go to make myself a drink. Only when they hear what I’m doing do they bark their orders at me. It’s a good thing I love them because I could kill them right now. When I drop down their drinks on the table, I think that I might as well join them. Maybe offer some input into the planning?

  I sit down on the leather chair in the corner and listen in as they talk on the sofa. “Oh god, I can’t believe I forgot her sister!” Kendal shouts.

  “Maisy has a sister?” Sophie asks.

  “Yeah,” Tanya answers. “And I wouldn’t ask her if I was you. The girls all raise their eyebrows, and then Tanya looks to me. “She told you about her, right?”

  I shake my head. “Nope.” Weird that Maisy wouldn’t tell anyone about her sister.

  Tanya sighs. “Yeah, well, she has a sister. Lauren’s younger than her and a total fucking bitch, probably why she doesn’t brag about her. She lives in America and has some fashion job or something.”

  “We should invite her, then,” Sophie suggests.

  Tanya bites her lip. “I wouldn’t if I were you, they don’t get along.”

  “It’s her birthday. I would want my sister here,” Jessica suggests.

  Tanya sighs, running her hand through her hair. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

  After going through their plans, they all start to pack away their belongings and I am so fucking glad! As they stand, Kendal turns to me. “See ya later, Max! Oh, and is it ok to drop by with the decorations in the week? Makes it easier that they’re here.”

  I don’t like the sound of that. “Why is it easier?”

  Sophie and Jessica quickly turn around and walk outside. I turn to look back at Tanya and Kendal. Finally, Tanya answers, “Well, because they party is being held here.”

  “What?” I shout. What the fuck?

  Kendal smiles. “We didn’t tell you?”

  I frown down at Kendal’s innocent looking face. “Tell me? You mean, ask me, and no, you didn’t!”

  They look to each other and then, when they look back at me, I inwardly curse. Their eyes are wide as Kendal begins to beg me, “Please Max, it makes sense. This is a party house.”

  “No.” I answer firmly.

  “Please,” Tanya starts. “We promise you won’t have to do anything! Decorating, food or cleaning.”

  I think it over, coming around to the idea. Having Maisy at mine all night, celebrating her birthday might work out for me. In a great way. If she likes the party, I could be the one she thanks. Sounds more appealing by the second.

  “Come on, Max, Maisy will love it,” Kendal finishes off, and with those words, I finally give in.

  “Fine.”

  They hug it out and say their goodbyes. The only reason I agreed to it is because it’s for Maisy.

  Chapter Two

  Maisy

  Today, I’m in a bad mood because I’m dealing with Mr Harold and his stuck up wife. They are the new owners of a huge estate with a luxurious mansion planted right in the middle of the grounds. The house is beautiful, stunning even, but that’s not enough for Mrs Harold! Oh no, she wants to completely change the building. I hate to do it, but the married couple are paying me a huge amount to do every little detail they wish, which includes ripping out fireplaces that are incredible, with the finest and most delicate details. The other demand is that they want to change the magnificent window frames, which curve beautifully, to modern standard rectangular shapes. It’s criminal!

  As she rattles off her demands, I feel like telling her to shove her fucking money down her throat. If she wanted a modern house, she should have bought one! But no, she has to ruin what is already a masterpiece, but some things are not allowed, though, which is good for me. However, the ringing in my ears from her nagging isn’t! I have just informed the angered couple that we can change some things, but seeing as the property they have bought is an old, treasured beauty, it is not allowed to change the window frames. Regrettably, she can do whatever the fuck she wants to the fireplaces, but I’m glad that the beautiful windows will be staying put. They can’t do anything about that.

  After going through her interior design wishes, they finally leave. I walk them to Tilly, my co-owner’s office, to go through payments and finalizing because I cannot stand to hear her voice any longer!

  Not only do I share ownership of Ashford Interior Designs with Tilly, but she’s also my cousin. Our fathers are brothers and best friends, so we grew up close and share the same dreams. She’s very much like me and we work great together. Our business is doing better than I ever thought it would and it’s not a surprise. Not only is Tilly an amazing designer, but we also have three others working for us who are proving themselves to be essential to the family business. It also doesn’t hurt that your father and uncles own Ashford Construction, who work closely with us.

  As soon as I’m alone in my office, I close the blinds. Even though everyone is out on jobs, Tilly can still see me. We haven’t got a huge building, but it’s perfect for us. To make the space feel bigger, we had our dads knock down all the interior walls, apart from the toilets, of course. We then had our offices made with glass walls at separate corners of the building. Our employees have their own spacious areas out front, along with the receptionist and comfortable waiting area. Our business colors are purple and black, so to give Tilly and me some privacy in our office, we had blinds put up in those colors. We have beautiful furnishings throughout. It’s a stylish work place and so it should be. It’s what we do for a living, after all.

  I take a seat at my desk and take a deep breath, collecting my thoughts before getting into work on Mr. and Mrs. Harold’s new home. I just know I’m going to hate every second of this job, but after looking through each of our work profiles and pictures of previous jobs, they chose me.

  Lucky me!

  After an hour of talking on the phone to companies who sell luxury furniture to us, and then my dad for the killing of beautiful fireplaces, Tilly walks in. She gives me a knowing smile and sits on the black leather sofa facing my desk.

  “You need a night out.”

  I sigh loudly and lean back in my chai
r. “No, thanks.” I answer.

  Last time I went out with Tilly and her friends, I ended up so drunk, I was throwing up in the back of an alley and had to ring Max to rescue me.

  Tilly laughs. “Come on, Mase, you need to let your hair down and after tonight, you’re going to need it.”

  The little bitch. She knows I have my family birthday meal tonight, but she doesn’t know that tonight her dad will be attending, which also means her.

  “I don’t know, you might need a drink more than me.”

  Her eyes widen slightly. “What do you mean by that?”

  I laugh and shake my head. “Talk to your daddy.”

  Even though Tilly and I are alike in a lot of ways, where I’m the average girl next door, Tilly is not. My mom and dad kept me grounded, well my mom tried to make me into a spoilt princess, but my dad rescued me. The same can’t be said for Tilly, though, because with the success of our father’s construction company, uncle Stu spoiled his little girl, which has turned her into a grown woman who still calls her father, ‘daddy.’

  Her eyes narrow, and she marches out of my office, not before ordering me to get laid first, though.

  ***

  I leave work early, leaving Tilly to lock up. I decide to drop by the supermarket before going home. As I’m looking through the aisles of food, someone barges into my trolley. What the fuck?

  I quickly turn, about to demand an apology, but when then I’m met by a large man. He’s wearing all black, and because of the short sleeves, I can see the tattoos traveling down one arm. When I look up to his face, I see dark sunglasses that are shadowed by his cap, paired with a wide smile.

  “Watch yourself there, Maisy Moo.”

  My anger fades and I smile back at him. “Dammit, Max.”

  “Awww, did I scare you?” he coos.

  “No, I was angry, actually.” I place my hand on my hip and look him over. Max is an extremely attractive man and it’s a shame that his hobbies include so many women. “So…You playing undercover rock star right now?” I tease him.