Page 19 of Rockstar Untamed
After a morning of discussing contracts and recording sessions, Sailor’s energy was high. Even though she knew so little, just listening to the passion with which Bodhi talked about music, and hearing the ways the company could benefit from Bodhi’s talent and input got her blood pumping. Music had been her saving grace in the cult, her only way of escape, until she actually did escape, and it would always be a guiding force, but until now, she never dreamed she would actually be involved in the industry, especially as Bodhi’s assistant.
Roman Ford joined them, eventually, and Sailor liked him immediately. He was a quiet, serious man, but when he smiled, she could see into his personality. She knew he was in a relationship with Kym Clayton, another member ofthe 9thand Pineand listened with interest when he spoke about the band and the company to Bodhi.
“We absolutely are a family business here, Bodhi, we don’t take on anyone we don’t find to fit with our aesthetic. On the other hand, when we do spot that in an artist, we pursue them aggressively…as you’ve probably noticed from this one.” He nodded his head towards Emily who grinned, unrepentant. Bodhi laughed.
“I had an inkling. Listen, I’ve been with Sony since the beginning, and I’m nothing if not loyal, but both they and I know it’s the end of our story together. I’ve not felt so motivated by a company’s attitude toward my work as I have today. I’m in if you’ll take me.”
Roman smiled. “Good. Now, I hear you’re joining us for dinner tonight?”
Bodhi nodded, looking to Sailor who smiled broadly. “Absolutely. Hey, you know if we can get a hotel room around here on short notice?”
Emily nodded. “It’s no problem.” She hesitated. “One or two rooms?”
Sailor flushed bright red, and Bodhi smiled. “If the press asks…two. Between us, we’ll only need the one.”
Emily’s smile was soft. “Gotcha.” She squeezed Sailor’s hand and then got up. “We’ll get that arranged right now so you can go rest up before dinner.”
Sailor was suddenly panicked. “I don’t have any clothes or toiletries or spare under…” She trailed off, blushing furiously as Roman, trying to not grin, cleared his throat.
Bodhi put his arm around her. “Sweetheart, we can go shopping, don’t worry about it.”
Two hours later, in the penthouse suite of their hotel, Sailor groaned. “I looked like such a hillbilly.”
Bodhi was grinning as he dumped their shopping bags on the bed. “You did not…it was adorable.”
She groaned, and he pulled her into his arms. “Sailor…they loved you. I think they liked you better than they liked me. I knowIdo.”
She chuckled. “You’re just saying that.”
“Uh-uh.” He shook his head then covered her mouth with his. “And now, I get to do this…”
He slid his hand under her t-shirt and stroked her belly, and she sighed, putting her hand down to cup his cock through his pants. “You’re so hard.”
Bodhi grinned, his lips curving up against hers. “I’ve been thinking about fucking you all day, your sweet, tight little cunt enveloping my cock, the way your beautiful face blushes that gorgeous pink when you cum…”
Sailor moaned, her heart beating overtime. “Fuck me against the wall, Bodhi, take me hard…”
“What have I turned you into?” he sighed in mock seriousness, but made her giggle as he pressed her against the wall and hiked her skirt up to her hips. “And now that we have a good supply of new underwear…” He yanked her panties hard, and she gasped as they tore from her and he dropped to his knees and buried his face in her sex. “God, you taste good.”
He brought her to an orgasm before plunging his cock deep inside her and fucking her hard against the wall, his groans almost growl-like in his need to have her. Sailor bit down on his shoulder, driven completely wild by him. How had she stayed a virgin so long? But tonight, now, she was so desperately glad she had. She would never want more than this, this gorgeous man. She felt him cum, shooting deep inside her and kissed him fiercely.
He carried her, her legs still wrapped around his waist and laid her on the bed, obviously admiring her body.
He made her feel like the sexiest, most desirable woman in the world and she stretched her body out so he could enjoy her breasts moving, her belly, her legs. In turn, she let her eyes roam over his solid body, the hard pecs, the strong arms. His dark curls were messy, he had an inch of beard, and his big green eyes with their long, thick lashes met hers. He was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. She spread her legs slowly, and he grinned, dropping onto the bed, his arms either side of her head.
“Don’t ever move from this place,” he said softly, “You’re perfect.”
God, she wanted to tell him that she was in love with him, but it was way, way too soon for that. But it was true. She knew it bone-deep. She was in love with Bodhi Creed.
Sailor nearly keeled over as Bay Tambe, obviously very pregnant, but radiant with beauty, hugged her. “It’s so good to meet you,” the other woman told her and grinned. “Here, sit next to me, I think Tomas is getting tired of me.”
Tomas Meir, another one of Quartet’s CEO’s, and Bay’s husband rolled his eyes. “Yup, I often get tired of you, Bubba. That’s how you got in that condition.” He grinned at his wife and sat on her other side, his hand stroking her back. Sailor smiled, a little nervous. Bay Tambe was a superstar now, the lead singer ofthe 9th and Pine, but as the meal progressed, she couldn’t be more down to earth. Sailor was even more in love by the time Bay excused herself to go to the bathroom.
“She looks so well,” Bodhi said to Tomas, who smiled, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes. Dash, Emily’s boyfriend, a very pretty young man frowned. “What is it, Tom?”
Tim sighed, and Sailor suddenly noticed the strain on his face. “Stu Lawson just escaped from prison today.”
Emily gave a distressed gasp. “God, no…how the hell did that happen?”
