Page 44 of Rock Star

I used Phoenix’s key and slipped into her suite.

She’d left a light on in the living area, which lit her sleeping form on the bed.

I placed the condoms on the bedside table, shrugged off my shorts, pulled back the duvet and climbed into her bed.

Breathing slowly, I moved up behind her and wrapped my arm around her waist. She was naked. Good. I inhaled the scent of citrus shampoo from her silky blond hair.

She turned and said in a sleepy voice, “Hey.”

I pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose. “Sorry I woke you.” I brushed another kiss to her mouth. “Do you want to go back to sleep?”

She shook her head and yawned. I smiled against her cheek, smoothing my hand down her side and over her bare ass. “Feel like making love?”

“Uh huh,” she nodded, her eyes holding mine.

I slipped my hand between her thighs and she parted them for me.

Hell, yeah, she was already soaked.

“Just a sec.” I sheathed myself then rolled on top of her. “I love you so much, baby.” I bent and kissed her soft lips.

“I love you too, Axel.”

“Gotta get inside you.” My voice grated with need.

She spread-eagled her legs and I ground myself against her, rubbing my cock along her slippery slit.

I kissed my way down her chin, her neck, the hollow of her throat.

She cupped my face and pressed her lips to mine, opening for me, inviting my tongue to claim hers.

We kissed hungrily and I slid my cock into her.

So hot.

So wet.

So. Fucking. Tight.

Our bodies rocked together, catching a steady rhythm while we carried on kissing.

I thrust deep, my hips pumping faster, and she clenched around me.

Skin on skin, I covered her with my body, my hands on the mattress at each side of her, and I kissed her relentlessly while I made love to her.

She came with a trembling moan. “Ahhh.”

Such sweet music, it went straight to my balls and I fell into my own release, groaning as I shot my load.

I kissed her deep and passionately.

She stroked my beard, my jaw, my lips, her eyes gazing into mine. “I was so proud of you tonight, Axel. You were my rock god.”

I slipped out of her, tied off the rubber and disposed of it. “And you were my rock goddess.”

“I want to stay like this forever,” I said, settling her on top of me so I wouldn’t crush her with my weight.

She kissed the pulse behind my ear. “I’m real sleepy,” she sighed.

I ran my hands down the beautiful bird tat on her shoulder, soothing her until she dropped off.

Make the most of this moment.

I inhaled sharply.

We were going back to LA next week.

My gut wrenched. She’d return to her parents’ apartment and I’d go home to my place. Except it would no longer be my home.

Not anymore.

Not without her.

I rolled us both over and gazed at her sleeping beside me. Her long blond hair spread across the pillow, her thick dark lashes fanning her cheekbones. Her lovely lips had parted slightly and her warm breath blended with mine.

I loved her so fucking much, how could I ever let her go? If she didn’t want us to be together long-term it would kill me, but, at the same time, I realized that Phoenix deserved so much better than me.

An ex-druggie who might yet slip off the wagon.

I closed my eyes.

Yesterday, after the band meeting, Jake had left me and the guys to our own devices and Rhys produced the coke he had gotten the day before from a dealer he knew.

I’d tried to persuade everyone not to partake. They’d said it would only be the once, that they could handle it and they needed the stimulant to cope with playing Wembley for the first time.

It was only the thought of Phoenix that had kept me from giving in and snorting a line or two with them. I’d have given in without her… what had gone down at the meeting about Ella had upset me so much.

With a sigh, I kissed Phoenix on her smooth forehead, slid my arms from under her and shunted myself off the bed. I picked up my shorts and stepped into them, then tiptoed from the suite.

The corridor was empty, I could have fucking sworn it was, but when I slid my key card into the reader outside my door, movement in my peripheral made me swivel around.

Jesus, fuck, someone saw me.

But whoever it was had disappeared.Today we didn’t need to do a sound check, so we went for fish and chips in Borough Market. Mike and Joe stuck to us like glue. Despite us wearing ball caps and shades a few fans recognized us, but we managed not to get mobbed. I heaved a sigh of relief when no one came forward to say they’d noticed me leaving Firebird’s room earlier. It must have been my imagination or someone who had nothing to do with ChiMera.

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