Rock Star Rebel (Rising Rock Star) (2 page)

Simon’s manager scored a hot, young act to open for him. It was a duo of girls that were edgy while staying relevant in today’s popular music. It would help secure some younger fans, along with helping the record label, since they wanted to launch the girls to the stratosphere too. It was all marketing, they were hot and stylish, but could barely carry the tune. Their music was so over processed – to cover their lack of stunning vocals
, but they were hit material. Simon knew the deal, and took it for what it was. If they were legal he’d do them both, but rumor had it they were still jailbait. They looked older, but make-up and heels do a lot.

With Simon cresting between the rock crowd and the pop crowd, he had a large fan base to pull from. Some wanted to see him do his heavier rock pieces, while others liked the more upbeat tempo of his latest hit. It was the label’s idea to promote him in both ways, saying his good looks would be a great selling factor when it came to the female fans.

They were paying him well, so he did what they said and was just along for the ride. He could pretend like his artistic needs were important, but it was the money and sex he wanted more than anything. He’d been dreaming of the rock star lifestyle as long as he could remember.

It was a big night and the crowd was wild. Simon was belting out his latest hit when he glanced to the side of the stage, and saw the pretty payroll chick dancing behind the scenes. Walking to her with the microphone, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out to the stage.

Sadie’s eyes went huge and she tried to pull back, not wanting to be exposed and out there in front of the massive crowd. The roar of the audience went up, and as Simon changed tunes, he moved into one of his powerful ballads, singing it to Sadie. She froze, watching him, not knowing what to do. As he hit the end of the song, watching Sadie sway, something came over him. Leaning in, he pulled her into an embrace, and in front of thousands of people, he laid a hot and heavy kiss on the woman. Sadie kissed him back, stunned and not sure what to do in the moment. As he pulled away, he grinned his famous smile and she about melted seeing his dimple.

Taking her hand, he led her back off the stage and went back to his show like it never happened. Breaking into another song,
Simon was in his element. Sadie stared at the man – uncertain what just happened.

Sadie stood with her fingers to her lips, “What just happened?” She said to nobody in particular, and as he continued his show she stood and watched feeling a warm buzz radiate through her body.

He was a damn good kisser, and he didn’t hold back onstage. Hell, what was that even about? Confused and feeling her cheeks blush hot, Sadie turned and walked away. This wasn’t good, she liked it more than she expected, not that she expected him to assault her like that on the stage, his mouth on hers – though it’s not like she protested either. Her mind was a whir.

Wrapping the show, Simon finished his usual encore performance and then headed back to his dressing room. Passing through the hallway, he groped a groupie or
two and entered the room alone for once. What the hell happened out there? He wanted to throw the girl off base, catch her off guard, but he didn’t expect to respond that way – wanting another kiss.

Turning on the water, Simon showered, his mind clouded. Rock stars aren’t supposed to feel things when they kiss
a person, which gets in the way of things. He shook his head to clear his mind. Opening the door in just his towel, he pointed to a girl waiting with others in the hallway, all hoping for a chance to spend time with Simon.

“You,” he said, and then added, “
No small talk.” Pulling his towel off, he sat on the padded chair and spread his legs. “Take care of this, would you?”

The girl pushed her hair behind her shoulder and knelt between his legs, taking his hard cock into her mouth. Closing his eyes, he pictured Sadie’s mouth on his penis, and then let the girl finish what she started.

Escorting the girl out of his dressing room, he closed his door and made a call. “Jimmy, can you grab me a cheesesteak somewhere, and bring that girl Sadie to my room when you come by, you know the one…she works with the money.”

“I’ll see what I can do. Do you have enough snacks to hold you over?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. You guys set me up nicely. I’m just craving something more. Don’t forget the girl.”

“Right,” he said, and hung up.

When the knock came later, Simon grunted, letting him know they could enter.

Jimmy walked in with the sandwich he’d requested, but was missing an important element. “Where’s the girl?”

“Yeah, umm, she said she was busy.”

“Busy?” Simon was annoyed and slightly amused. He knew she was playing hard to get. She had to feel the sizzle earlier when they kissed, he was sure of it. He saw her reach up and touch her lips as she stood back behind the curtain again.

“Sorry boss, do you want me to send a message her way?”

“That won’t be necessary,” he said.
“I’m going to eat, and then grab a hot redhead for the bus. We can dump her off at our next stop.”

“Sure thing,” he said, closing the door behind him.

Shit, Simon wasn’t feeling his usual self, and the girl he’d use would be a secondary prize. He has his eye on the money girl, Sadie, and had hoped to spend some naked time with her on his tour bus as they headed to the next show. Tonight’s opening show was only a one night event, but at the next city they’d be staying for two shows.

When Jimmy came by looking for Sadie, she wasn’t sure what to think. Simon had sent for her, but she didn’t want to play his game and be another notch on his belt. She was certain he had great moves with a body like that – but she had to stay focused. Sex would only get in the way, and if she could pull this off, she’d be sitting pretty with enough cash to last her a long time. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and she wasn’t screwing it up
by letting her hormones get in the way.

So what if he was hot and she would love to give it a go with him
, that didn’t matter. Sadie kept reminding herself how many other girls were sleeping with him or fooling around, and he was probably carrying some disease. She was better off to stay far away from that guy, far away, at least that’s what she was trying to convince herself.

**

It was a mistake to track her down, he knew it was. He didn’t chase after girls, they chased after him, so why was it that some chick that was barely even his type had his mind so distracted. Finishing his supper, he headed down the halls smiling and blowing kisses to girls that hung around, hoping for a chance at being with the rock star.

Finding the rest of the band, he asked if anyone knew where to reach that Sadie chick. One of the guys said he’d just seen her wrapping up earlier when he was down the hallway, and to check the conference room a few doors down. She had her laptop set up, but looked like she was closing up shop. He’d passed by looking for someone to swing with later. Tommy James had a thing for chubby girls, and the slender chicks that clung to the hallways looking for some weren’t his type, so he’d always dig around looking for bigger chicks.  When he didn’t find what he was looking for, he gave up and came back. He’d pick up somebody later.

“Thanks, man,” Simon said, and headed down the hallway, checking for the girl on his mind.

She was just walking out the door as he was walking in
, and they banged into each other under the doorframe.

“Watch where you’re going,” she snapped.

“Sorry,” he said, bending to help her pick up a few papers that slid out of her folder. Thankfully she had a firm grip on her laptop bag. Glancing at the papers, she grabbed them from him.

“Do you mind?” She answered with attitude;
“Those are not your business.”

Maybe he was wrong about her, she was a bitch. Shame she had such a nice ass, but he doubted she could keep her mouth shut long enough for him to fuck her without getting annoyed.

“Did you need something?”

“Nah, I was just looking for you,” he said, his eyes staring into hers. There was something different about this one
. She wasn’t over the top sexy, she was buttoned up, but he was sure she was a tiger underneath. He could tell by the way she swayed her hips when she knew he was watching her earlier. She wanted him to notice her ass.

“Ah, well you found me,” she kept things short and to the point. No need to give him any openings.

“That was some kiss,” he started.

Her cold exterior started to crack, and a blush rose over her cheeks. Looking down, “Whatever,” she said, not wanting to give herself away.

“Whatever?” He was stunned. Didn’t she know who he was? This playing hard to get routine was getting old fast. There were plenty of chicks just waiting to sleep with him – and he didn’t need this nonsense.

“Did you want something?”

“Nah, see you later,” he turned and started to walk away. He felt her eyes on him. He knew it…she felt it too. Turning around, “Come have a drink with me,” he started.

“I don’t drink,” she rebuffed.

“You’re full of crap, and stop putting your wall up. Do you want to hang out or not?”

“No, not really, but thanks for asking.” With that she turned away. The smile on her face said it all. She’d just put him in his place; Simon Thrasher had been served.
He was used to getting what he wants, and it felt good to turn him down. Secretly she wished she didn’t, but it was for the best.

Simon decided not to take no for an answer, and followed her down the hallway. “You felt something when I kissed you, stop trying to pretend you didn’t.”

Sadie spun around, “So what if I did? It doesn’t mean I want to sleep with you. As many girls as you play with, you’re probably plagued with disease. I’m not interested,” she said, and then kept walking. Stopping for a moment, “Why did you feel something?”

Damn, why did she have to open her mouth?

“What if I did? You’re just a number, sister…another number on the long list of women I’ve kissed.” Shit, stop acting like this, he said to himself.

“Did you have a point? You’re quite the charmer, if I was into assholes.”

“I’d like to stick my tongue in your asshole,” he smiled a cheesy grin.

“You’re a pig,” she scoffed, rolling her eyes. “You’re not my type, so why don’t you scurry off and go find another little slut to play with.”

“If I’m not your type, why do you feel the need to banter with me?”

“I’m not bantering, I’m…trying to get away from you, but you keep following me.”

He had followed her farther than he intended. “Whatever,” he said, finally turning to leave. “I just wanted to ask you out, to get to know you better.”

“You don’t want to get to know
me; you want to fuck me, and then move on to the next conquest. I’m not interested in those kinds of games. Go use somebody else,” she said, and turned to glare at him.

“Fine,” he said, “I’ll go find somebody who isn’t a hostile bitch.”

“I’m not hostile,” she vented.

“You most certainly are. Shit, I just wanted to hang out, and you go all
viper on me. Sorry I bothered.”

As he started to walk away, she bit her cheek, trying not to call out after him. He got a good distance away before she bolted in her heels to try to catch him. “Simon, I’m sorry,” Sadie called out. “I didn’t mean to come off so bitchy. Could we try again?”

Simon looked the girl up and down and thought about it. “Sure, maybe another time though. I’ll catch you at the next show.” He was keeping the upper hand, not giving in this time. “See you around, doll.”

Sadie’s jaw dropped as he strutted like a prize bull down the hallway and to the right, turning to his room. Closing the door behind him, she was left staring. Oh no he wasn’t
, she went after him.

Knocking at his door, she opened it without waiting. “Simon, you asked me to have a drink, so have a damn drink with me.”

Simon grinned. He won…he knew they’d both win in bed later that night. The sparks flew as she sat beside him. Sadie hated that she got sucked in, but she would just have a drink to soothe things over. It’s not like she was going to sleep with him. They had to hit the road soon anyway, once the equipment was ready to go.

Simon cut to the chase, “Listen, we both know what this is, so don’t read into okay?”

“What are you saying?”

“We’re both hot for each other, but if we fool around, that’s all it’s going to be. I won’t be your
boyfriend; I’m not going whisper sweet nothings to you. I’m just putting it out there. You’re peaking my interest, and I’d like to take you to bed. You could ride with me to our next gig, we could get to know each other better, but if you can’t handle getting freaky without attaching emotion, we should probably stop now.”

“You’re an ass,” Sadie laughed. “You really are.” She stood, “I don’t want to sleep with you.” She would love to get nasty with him, but not on his terms. Besides, it would only tangle her up, and her plans were to stay as far away from the guy as possible. When you’re about to rip off someone, you don’t want to be fuck buddies.

Simon stood, “Yeah, whatever. I knew you were chicken. Besides, your uptight ass isn’t my type anyway.”