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

reached out and
touched Carrie’s cheek. He ran a finger down to her chin. Gently, he lifted her
head. Carrie sighed, feeling her entire body shudder. Every part of her wanted
him.
    His finger moved down her throat
towards her chest. At the top of her breasts where her cleavage began, where
Carrie imagined Slader’s tongue flicking between her breasts, he stopped.
    “Not hiding much, are you?” he
asked.
    “For you,” Carrie said. “Nothing.
I’m open.”
    Slader took his finger off Carrie’s
chest and he rubbed his fingers together. He then leaned close to Carrie. If
she wanted, she could lick his neck.
    His lips were at her ear.  “You’re
something of a mess, aren’t you? Either go into the room behind you or go
home.”
    Slader pulled back and then started
to walk away. Carrie felt her bones lock up. She swallowed and managed to turn
her head to watch Alex Slader leave. He walked slow because he didn’t have to
walk fast. The world would wait. When he was finally out of sight, Carrie
lifted a shaking hand and touched her face. Right where Slader’s face had been.
    She had no idea why, but tears
filled her eyes and she began to weep.

 
    You can see within the darkness
if you try. You can be blind in the light if you don’t look. You can become
mine if you believe. You can suffer alone if you want. I try. I look. I
believe. I want.

.5.
     
    A very dim light kept the room from
being in complete darkness. Jessica’s heart hadn’t stopped pounding since the
men carried her from the side of the stage right at the beginning of Slader’s
show. They had taken her down the hall to a room, and as she screamed, nobody
listened and not once did the men try to cover her mouth. It was all so
strange, scary, and yet, thanks to Alex Slader, somewhat erotic. Jessica found
herself handcuffed to a chair and when the door clicked shut she tried to
scream again. By then, the Ashes in Vain concert was in full swing and the
sound of the music pounded against the walls. Knowing she was at least in the
same place as Slader, gave Jessica some comfort. Somewhere in her heart she
knew that it was Slader who made it all happen but Jessica couldn’t calm herself.
When she moved her wrists, she was reminded of the cuffs. When she looked
around the room and her eyes couldn’t fully focus on any object it was a
reminder that she was in almost darkness.
    Jessica was glad that she could
still experience the show. Even backstage, handcuffed, she still enjoyed it.
The sound of Slader’s voice was smooth and dripped with pain and sex at the
same time. Pain and sex.
    Jessica knew that was Slader’s
offerings to the world. Even though he was a billionaire and a dominating man,
the pain and the sex would always be the first and the greatest.
    The concert ended and Jessica had
to endure the wait. She listened to voices move by the door again and again.
The sounds of people talking, laughing, equipment wheels rolling, echoed down
the hallway.
    Jessica’s mind began to play with
her. Her senses were off centered and confused, leaving her wondering just how
much time had passed. Was it five minutes? Was it five hours? With no sign of
Slader anywhere, Jessica tried to panic but she was handcuffed to a chair.
There was nothing to do. Even if she screamed and someone found her, they
wouldn’t be able to get her out of the cuffs, and chances were, Slader probably
already had the entire scene set up, which proved one thing true.
    Jessica would wait.
    When the door finally opened, the
lights were turned on and she stared at Slader. A smile came across his face as
Jessica swallowed. She wasn’t sure how she felt in that moment. She was
relieved yet angry. Turned on yet scared. Too many emotions were surging
through her body at once.
    “How was the show?” Slader asked as
he shut the door.
    “I heard it,” Jessica said.
    Slader smiled. “That’s okay.
Hearing is what makes you feel music.”
    Jessica then looked around the room
and saw the