In Bed with the Rockstar (With the Rockstar #2) (rockstar romance series) Read Online Free

caught the attention of the men.
    “Coming or going?” the same man
asked.
    “Getting here late,” Carrie said.
“He’s going to be pissed.”
    “He’s always pissed,” the man said,
referring to Slader.
    “Always time for us,” the other man
said. “We could show you the backstage life.”
    “Sorry boys,” Carrie said, “I’m
here for the rockstar.”
    “Enjoy,” the first man said.
    They continued walking and Carrie
walked into the building. She let the door shut behind her and smiled. Just
like that, she was inside the building and that much closer to Alex Slader. As
she stood staring at a few desolate hallways, she formulated a plan. If anyone
stopped her, she would use the same story she just gave the guys outside, that
she was running late and looking for Slader, who was going to be pissed. If he
wasn’t in the building, then it would be simple. Carrie would go right to the
tour bus and look for him there.
    Then she thought, what if she ran
into Jessica in the process? Carrie shook her head. That would be a big bridge
she’d cross if and when the time came. There wasn’t time to think about that
kind of stuff. This was business. This was contracted. She had to do this.
    She took a step and looked left to
right. Something told her to just keep going straight so that’s what she did.
The first door she tried was locked. The second door was a pitch black room.
Carrie retreated and went down the hall to the left. She tried the first door
and there were lights on, but nobody was inside the room.
    “Shit,” she whispered.
    She couldn’t kill too much time.
What if Slader’s bus left?
    She ran to the next door.
    She heard voices before she touched
the door. There were people behind the door. It sounded like a lot. Carrie
slowly opened the door. She didn’t want to barge in and become shocked by the
sight of Alex Slader.
    The door opened and Carrie peeked
in. Her eyes went wide and her mouth fell open. It was a large room filled with
rockstars and women. She counted four guys and at least ten women. The women
were mostly naked, all of them in positions that even made Carrie blush. She
saw bottles of booze on the tables, the floor, and drugs everywhere. The room stunk
of sex, drugs, sweat, booze, and rock n’ roll. She couldn’t stop looking. Yet
there was no sight of Slader. That’s when Carrie knew for sure he must have
been somewhere private with Jessica. It made Carrie’s heart race wondering how
she was going to pull this off if Jessica was right there next to Slader.
    One of the rockstars who had been
staring down at a woman performing oral sex on him looked right at Carrie. He
smiled and Carrie pulled the door shut.
    She took a deep breath and found
herself turned on. She couldn’t put her finger on why, but that room really
turned her on. Maybe it was the freedom to experiment and not give a shit about
a thing.
    Carrie collected herself and took a
step back away from the door. She needed to get away from there and fast. The
temptation to look again grew by the second. After taking a second step she
felt something behind her.
    “Looking for something?” a voice
asked.
    Carrie gasped and couldn’t turn
around. She knew the voice. She knew... it was him. It was Alex fucking Slader.
Right behind her. His body was against her body.
    Slowly, Carrie turned her head and
looked up. He stared down at her.
    “You,” Carrie whispered. “I was...
looking for you...”
    “Most people are,” Slader said.
“Turn around. Look at me.”
    Carrie was overwhelmed by Slader’s
presence. She lost all her composure and control. She was supposed to be the one
directing things right then. She had the low cut shirt on, she had practiced all
the seductive things to say, and she had been fantasizing for this moment for
days upon days. Carrie turned as told and looked at Slader.
    “Who are you?”
    “Like what you see?” Carrie managed
to say. It came out shaky and sounded terrible.
    Slader smiled. He