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  Right when she least expected, I shoved up into her. Her eyes went huge, then closed and she sucked in a huge breath.

  “Holy shit, you’re so big.” Bristol rocked forward, pressing her nipples against my chest as I gripped her ass. She was testing her angles slowly, shifting with each movement as I guided her.

  “That’s it. Ride that fucking dick.” I smacked one of her ass cheeks hard and massaged it in my hand, guiding her pace.

  She pressed forward, moving back and forth as we both moaned. Somehow my cock grew harder inside her, stretching her even more.

  “Gage.” Bristol whimpered my name, grinding back and forth on my cock. “Oh, God.”

  I snaked a hand up into her hair and balled it into a fist, then yanked her down to me and claimed her mouth with mine.

  “Like it when I pull your hair?” I lifted onto the balls of my feet and began pistoning into her.

  “Oh God. Yes.”

  “That right?” I sped up my hips. “Like having your hair pulled and your ass smacked like a dirty little bitch?” I smacked her ass, hard.

  She let out a whimper, but nodded her head.

  I grinned at how much she loved every second of the way I fucked her.

  “You’re gonna come on that dick, aren’t you?”

  “Mmhmm.”

  I reached down and pinched one of her nipples, hard. Holding off her release for another few seconds.

  “Jesus.” Her breathing sped up until she was practically panting against my shoulder.

  I slipped my hand around and pressed a finger up against her asshole. “You’re dirty, aren’t you? You want this finger in your ass, huh?”

  She nodded quickly. “Uh huh. Please. God. Don’t stop.”

  I wrapped one arm around her back and shoved her down on my cock at the same time I inched my finger into her ass. She cried out in pleasure. I sped up, fucking her as hard and as fast as I could until her moans sounded like stutters.

  She bit down on my shoulder and seized up on me. Her whole body tightened, and her toes curled. All she could do was pant my name over and over against my neck.

  She was so fucking hot and tight I couldn’t hold back any longer. I gripped both of her hips and shoved her down on my cock as I blew inside her for the second time. It was animalistic. I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to. I wanted my come in her. That pussy was mine to blow inside of and mine alone.

  After a few minutes of heavy breathing, I got up and made my way to the bathroom.

  She was on my pillow sipping from a bottle of water when I walked back into the room, smiling sleepily.

  “Stay here tonight.” It wasn’t a question.

  She raised an eyebrow. “Huh? Do you have roommates?”

  I walked forward and reached for her bottle of water. She handed it to me and I took a long drink.

  “My friend Jackson. He’s on the road right now. Hockey player. Just us tonight.”

  What the hell are you doing? Kick her out.

  Something inside me didn’t want the night to end.

  Bristol eyed me cautiously. “I don’t know.”

  I leaned down close to her face. “I didn’t ask.” I grinned.

  “Sounds a lot like kidnapping.”

  “Eh, loosely defined. Could go either way really.”

  “I don’t stay the night with someone without knowing things about them.”

  “Well, funny coincidence, I don’t let people stay without thoroughly screening them as well. So, what do you do when you’re not seducing rock gods?”

  What are you doing, man? Don’t get to know her.

  Bristol burst out laughing. “Easy, Robert Plant. You’re not on that level yet.”

  “Interesting choice, going for Plant instead of Page.” I looked around my room to see if I had a Zeppelin poster up or something. Most of the women I talked to couldn’t tell me the names of all the Beatles, but they could certainly rattle off everyone in One Direction.

  “Well, Plant, Golden God. Rock god. You’re a lead singer. It just made sense.”

  “I follow your logic. Proceed.”

  “I’m majoring in education. Already told you that. Hoping to get a job after school.”

  “Staying in Colorado?”

  “I don’t know. I guess I might move if the right job came along. What about you?”

  I smiled. “Love it here. I travel so much, and I love coming home where I can have a beer in a dive bar, go on a hike, hit Red Rocks for a show. It’s where I fell in love with music. The mountains speak to me for some reason.” I shouldn’t have told her so much about me, but something about it just felt—right. Natural.

  That scared the shit out of me. Besides the fact that a crushed heart is a muse for fantastic music, nothing else about getting close to someone sounded like a good idea.

  “You make Colorado sound amazing. I guess it’s like the grass is greener with me.”

  “It is amazing. I’ve been a lot of places, but this is home. I’ll show you all my spots sometime.”

  Anddd, you’re a pussy.

  “Is this a thing?” She waggled a finger between us.

  I sighed. “Just being nice. Don’t get any crazy ideas about falling in love with me.” I smiled to let her know I was joking—halfway.

  “Right.” She dragged out the syllable and looked off at the wall.

  For some reason my brain kept planning all the places I could take her, even though it would never happen.

  “Sounds fun, though,” she said.

  My head whipped over to meet her stare. Her eyes were so intense and vibrant.

  She shrugged. “You’re an asshole. But an interesting one.”

  I crawled over toward her on the bed. “You have no idea.”

  I fucked her one more time from behind, pulling her hair and smacking her ass. I had a promise to keep. I’d told her I’d fuck her any which way I wanted, and I always kept my word.

  Soon, we both collapsed onto my bed.

  Shortly thereafter I found myself promising to have breakfast with her in the morning. This chick had me all twisted up in a matter of hours. One minute I wanted to toss her aside like any other groupie, not let her into my world. The next, I was telling her about where to get the best stack of pancakes in town. The feeling in my gut told me I was making a big mistake.

  At some point we both drifted off to sleep.

  We woke up a few hours later, and I got up to make coffee and saw a text from Jake. They were going to get breakfast too. Perfect. It wouldn’t look like I cared as much if it was a group thing. I walked in with two mugs.

  “Got a text from Jake. They’re at his place and can meet us at the diner in an hour.”

  She looked at me and then across the room at her dress, still crumpled on the floor. “Do I wear that?”

  “Yeah. We’ll make it work. You can borrow my jacket. Think we need a shower first.”

  “A shower?” Her eyes widened.

  I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “I have so much to teach you.”

  She tried to hide her nerves behind a laugh.

  I had her. She could fight it all she wanted, but if I wanted her to be mine, she would be.

  We fucked once more in the shower and went to breakfast.

  Jake and Valerie were already in the corner booth. The conversation was boring and mostly bullshit. Nothing interesting. When we were done, Valerie and Bristol told us they needed to get back to school.

  We exchanged numbers and I pressed her against the wall for a long kiss. All the thoughts of her being yesterday’s fling vanished and my body came alive again. What was it about this woman?

  We pulled away from each other and I watched as the girls got an Uber to Valerie’s car.

  “They were pretty hot,” Jake said as we watched them leave. “Always good to have some local ass to call up.”

  I had plenty of that if I wanted it. My condo was gated for a reason now. I didn’t know if I wanted something different with Bristol
. She wasn’t the same as the others, no matter how much I tried to convince myself.

  There was one thing that I did know. If I started something up with her, I’d end up breaking her heart. It was inevitable.

  Bristol

  I pushed my hair back and yawned. Halfway through my paper and all I wanted was a nap. My entire body ached in the best way possible. At the same time, I knew it had to be a one-time thing. I got it out of my system and now it was time to focus.

  He definitely lived up to the hype, though. Jesus, the way he owned my body.

  He kept coming back for more and it got better every time. I’d never had anyone just—want me like that. Like they couldn’t get enough of me.

  I leaned my head against my hand and took a deep breath, glancing at Valerie studying on her bed. Music played in the background and I blushed when I heard Gage’s voice on the speaker.

  His voice had constantly rung in my ears since yesterday. I’d heard it throughout the venue, in my ear as he was coming inside me—while he talked about songs he loved. I’d watched the focused look in his eyes.

  I missed him already.

  Not good.

  Everyone knows you never fall for a rockstar.

  I pulled my glasses from my face and stood to stretch. I swore the room seemed smaller every day.

  “Is it time to run away screaming yet? Fuck this.” Valerie groaned.

  I laughed. “Want some coffee?”

  “Yes. As strong as possible.” Val yawned. “Jake called and wants to do something tonight.”

  I whipped my head in her direction. I hadn’t heard from Gage.

  “Okay.” I grabbed some money from my purse. “Espresso Latte with vanilla?”

  She nodded, and I brushed a hand through my hair. I left the room and headed toward the elevator. My nerves were frayed like exposed wires. I didn’t date and didn’t know how to do any of this. I didn’t want to, and at the same time I did. It would be a lie to say I wasn’t drawn to Gage like a moth to a flame, and I knew he would burn me.

  I ordered our drinks just outside the apartment lobby, looking around as I waited. I knew I should be worrying about my paper instead of obsessing over some guy, but he slipped right back into my mind again.

  “Here you go.”

  I walked over, paid, and took the cups. “Thanks.”

  When I headed back into the apartment, Valerie opened the door, talking on the phone. She ended her call and took a long drink before grinning at me.

  “They want to go to the bar tonight.”

  I raised a curious eyebrow.

  “Jake and Gage. We need a break and our papers aren’t due yet.”

  I wondered why Gage hadn’t called me as I nodded, walking over to my desk. “Sounds fun.”

  “We’re going to take a car to the bar. Surely we’ll end up going home with them again.” She smiled.

  I tried to study but couldn’t focus on shit. What was I doing? I was already behind. I didn’t have time for a crush. At the same time, I didn’t tell her no.

  We worked a bit longer before getting ready. Apparently, this was happening.

  Body trumps brain yet again.

  I stepped out of the shower to the same familiar voice singing and blushed as I dried my hair. I was already starting to love these nights with Valerie, getting ready to go out as we had drinks and yelled across the apartment. It was a dangerous hole to dig for myself. I was going to get so far behind, and yet adrenaline coursed through my veins at the thought of Gage.

  He was like a drug. I was an addict in withdrawal. No matter how many times I told myself not to give in, there I was, stuck in a cycle I wasn’t sure I could get out of.

  He was going to break my heart. It was inevitable. I was so close to graduating and instead was embarking on a full-on self-sabotage mission, watching all my hard work go up in flames.

  I let my hair dry, brushing through it in the process. I put on some black eyeliner and nude gloss that went well with my short black skirt and a green t-shirt that had convenient holes in it. I took one last look in the mirror before I slipped my feet into black flats and headed to the living room.

  Valerie wore a short denim skirt and shimmering pink shirt that matched her hair. She’d been open about her night with Jake, admitting that it was hot and casual.

  I didn’t say much about Gage, despite the fact she went on and on about how she was proud of me for letting loose. I watched her slide her feet into some black boots.

  We were so different.

  We finally got the car and hurried down to the sidewalk. Val’s SUV jerked when she pulled out of the parking lot. Apparently, she was just as excited as I was. I buckled my seatbelt as I gave her a scared look.

  She laughed. “Relax.”

  We pulled up to the bar, and I got out first, feeling my stomach knot with each step, yet I couldn’t manage to slow myself down. Valerie led the way inside as I followed, looking around to see the guys at a table in back. There was a small group of women gathered around them and I scowled before I could stop myself. For some reason I thought it would be just us.

  Why didn’t he tell me about tonight? Why was it Jake that made the call? Why was I obsessing about that fact?

  Valerie gave me a look before she led the way to the table. Maybe it was to tell me to wipe the frown off my face.

  Seeing other women around Gage had me—catty. I was never catty. Jealousy wasn’t my thing. I tried to shrug it off and followed, not as bold as she was but I refused to hang out and wait for him to be free of his doting admirers.

  She pushed her way to the table and slipped into the booth beside Jake. I paused as Gage looked at her then glanced to the crowd of girls surrounding him.

  My lips mashed into a thin line. I didn’t think I’d ever been insecure, but it was a new day.

  There was a commotion as Gage stood, herding the girls away, and telling everyone thank you for their support. He tried hard to be polite as he smiled tightly but I still heard the fans murmuring amongst themselves as they walked away.

  I also felt their cold stares and heard the words ‘bitch, whore, and pathetic slut that could never keep a man like Gage’. I don’t know if I’d ever been so embarrassed.

  What was with some people? Jesus.

  My face went hot as he stood up and reached for my hand, pulling me beside him in the seat.

  “They came out of nowhere.” His words were fast, and his eyes pleaded with me not to be upset.

  “I’m sure.” I slumped down in the seat.

  “Happens a lot. One person sees one of us and they tell everyone. It’s like wildfire.”

  I glanced over at Jake. He shrugged like what can you do?

  “That doesn’t usually happen here.” Gage glanced behind me and frowned as he moved closer, pulling me against him.

  I wasn’t stupid. I knew that he slept with girls in his world and being local, there were probably several here. I was just another notch on his bedpost and now the center of a lot of rumors. God, and I let him come inside me. Over and over.

  I was such an idiot.

  “You guys are pretty much famous. It’s okay. They’re mostly gone now.” Valerie always tried to be positive about everything. She leaned against Jake, seemingly unfazed by the incident.

  “I’ll get some drinks.” Gage signaled the waitress over. He asked for two more beers for him and a screwdriver for Valerie before he looked at me.

  “Long Island.”

  He raised an eyebrow.

  I needed the liquor to calm myself. Otherwise, I’d question everything and leave. I didn’t want to leave. I also didn’t want to be stared at all night long by groupies.

  The waitress returned with a tray and slid the drinks onto the table. As she left, I glanced over to see nothing but judgment coming from several pairs of eyes.

  They scowled in my direction, watching everything we did.

  I felt a hand on my chin. Gage turned my face to look at him. His eyes were bright,
reminding me of everything great about the previous night. I smiled weakly, wanting to push past all the fear flooding me.

  He leaned in to kiss me.

  Jesus. His lips could prevent wars.

  I pressed against him, needing more as he pulled away. I followed suit when he took his glass and toasted everyone else at the table.

  Jake was friendly and joked around a lot, particularly at the expense of Gage. Valerie sipped her drink and listened, laughing several times as I joined in.

  A few more drinks and the girls seemed to fade away in the background. The bar grew more crowded and voices boomed through the room. I sat with Gage and chatted as he pulled my leg over his under the table, leaving me vulnerable to his touch. One hand hung between my legs, stroking my inner thigh softly as I bit my lip.

  We listened to the live local band for about an hour once they were up and playing, drinking and cheering as the guys joined in at the singer’s request.

  They covered one of Gage’s songs and the crowd went insane. I danced with Valerie, feeling myself loosen up and have fun for a change. I stopped caring about the paper that was due next week and all my responsibilities. All my worries drifted away.

  Gage and Jake returned from singing with the guys on stage and asked if we wanted to leave. We agreed and headed out. I clutched Gage’s hand, asking where we were going as I looked behind us. People were still watching us.

  “Jake’s place. He has booze and we’re going to order food. I’m fucking starving.”

  I didn’t like the idea. I wanted him all to myself. I knew it was selfish, but knowing everyone in the damn town wanted him, only made me want him alone more.

  I knew what I needed from him and it required only us and nobody else. He looked back and seemed to read every one of my thoughts.

  His hand squeezed mine. “We’re going to my place.” He glanced to Jake and Val. “Breakfast tomorrow?”

  They agreed and moved on as we turned back up the sidewalk the same way from where we’d just came. I knew we’d pass the bar again and the people hanging around out front. His fingers intertwined with mine as we walked, and I moved along, looking down as we walked by the building. He squeezed my fingers tighter as we scurried past the horde of admirers.