One Night Stand with the Rockstar (With the Rockstar #1) (rockstar romance series) Read Online Free PDF

we’re partially breaching on our own here...”
    “That’s okay,” Carrie said. “I need
to talk to Jessica. I need to check on her. I’m worried.”
    “Good for you. Now, what do you
want from me?”
    John pushed his pants down,
revealing his thickness. He was halfway hard again.
    That’s exactly what Carrie needed.
    “We have to be quiet,” Carrie said.
“I don’t want to bother her anymore.”
    “Whatever. Let’s just finish this
up.”
    Carrie never thought her sex life
would come down to paperwork versus orgasms but it worked. John had an amazing
body when it came to sex. But for Carrie, when she was able to focus on
herself, that’s when it was really amazing.
    She stood at the foot of the bed
and bent over. She lifted the robe, leaving it on, and exposed her wetness.
There would be no need for anything, except to fuck her. John stepped up behind
Carrie and entered her. His hands were on her ass as he thrust at her.
    Carrie bit her lip and felt the
rush of pleasure come back to her. Everything she had been waiting for all
night. Using her right hand, she held herself up on the bed. With her left hand
she reached between her legs. She touched John’s shaft as he slid in and out of
her. That made everything feel better. When she touched her clit, she jumped
and moaned.
    “I thought we were being quiet,”
John said as he thrust forward hard.
    The crash of his body to hers was
painful but Carrie went with it.
    She began to rub her clit, just the
way she needed.
    And John continued to thrust at
her, even as she came.
    This was the part of the contract
Carrie enjoyed... it was the last page of the contract, her biggest task, that
worried her the most though.

 
    Look
at her eyes! Look into her soul! Look beyond the pain! Look... just look...
you’ll see, I know you will.

.6.
     
    Jessica had been listening to Ashes
in Vain straight through for over twenty-four hours. Even during her trips to
the bathroom, to get a drink, or to get a quick bite to eat, she still listened
to the music. She couldn’t get enough of it. She couldn’t stop picturing
Slader. The way he looked at her. The way he came at her.
    Her boss, Mr. Plink, had called her
three times already. She only listened to one of the voicemails. The excitement
in his voice was obvious. He knew she had been backstage. But Jessica didn’t
have a story for Mr. Plink. Not unless she tried to force a story that would be
riddled with cliches about a demented rockstar hell bent on controlling the
world. There was more to Slader than that... and it left Jessica wondering what
she would do to find out how much more there was.
    Jessica heard the sound of John
leaving and smiled. For a guy that complained about Jessica’s music being too
loud, he certainly didn’t care if Jessica heard him grunting while he had sex with
Carrie. The grunts weren’t even sexy. They sounded more like John was trying to
go to the bathroom than fuck Jessica’s roommate.
    A minute or so later, Carrie
knocked on the door.
    That little, innocent knock.
    “Come in,” Jessica called out.
    Carrie opened the door, wearing
something quickly thrown on. Jessica shook her head. It was like Carrie wanted
to hide herself. Jessica didn’t care if Carrie enjoyed sex. That was okay. That
was important in life. But what about self hate? Self regret? Confusion?
Because that’s all that went through Jessica’s mind.
    “Are you okay?” Carrie asked.
“You’ve been in here for a long time.”
    “I should ask you the same,”
Jessica said and sat up.
    “Why’s that?”
    “Well, you and John were really
into it.”
    Carrie blushed and looked down.
“Sorry.”
    “No need. Hey, did you know your
lip is bleeding?”
    Carrie touched her lip and gasped.
“Oh... sorry...”
    “Why are you sorry? If it’s that
good, good for you,” Jessica said. “I wish...”
    Jessica couldn’t finish her
sentence. She had her chance at that, didn’t she? She could have let Slader
touch her anywhere