Heating Up: Her Rock Star Master Book 1 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
Driven by curiosity, Josie enters the world of Rory Madden, an enigmatic rock singer who is as famous for his music as for his taste in BDSM. Soon she is caught up in a whirlwind of pain and pleasure as Rory takes on the role of her master and teacher. But Josie is not the only girl vying for the star's attention, and her inexperience might just be her downfall... More
Driven by curiosity, Josie enters the world of Rory Madden, an enigmatic rock singer who is as famous for his music as for his taste in BDSM. Soon she is caught up in a whirlwind of pain and pleasure as Rory takes on the role of her master and teacher. But Josie is not the only girl vying for the star's attention, and her inexperience might just be her downfall...
“Here.” He pushed her forward, out of her sitting position, and directed her to stand in front of him. Both of his hands settled on her waist as he looked her over. Glancing down, Josie realized that her soaking wet lingerie now left even less to the imagination. Once again, she felt her body heating up under his gaze.
Josie had never been looked at like this before. Rory’s eyes were so attentive, so gleaming and alive and intense, like he was not just looking at her but soaking up every single detail. His hands caressed the sides of her torso.
“Spin,” he ordered, and she did.
The moving water caused her to lose her balance as she finished the turn. Rory reached for her, and she assumed it was to steady her. When she grasped his hand, though, he tugged firmly and caused her to fall into his lap with a splash and an undignified squeak.
He laughed, and so did she. Wiping the water out of her eyes, she looked up at him. He was smiling as he put his arms around her and settled her more precisely on his lap. It was the moment when she realized he wasn’t wearing swim trunks or anything of the sort.
A small gasp escaped her when she felt his erection pressing between her legs. He kept her close, unapologetic and determined. His grip on her body was firm.
“You’re turning me on,” he muttered, as though it wasn’t obvious. One of his hands wandered upwards and grasped a fistful of her hair. He forced her head back and pressed a number of small kisses to her throat, his lips hot on her skin. Josie’s breaths became shallow and fast. Her entire body hummed with anticipation.
He tugged on her wet clothes with determination. Even when soaked, flimsy lace could not withstand strong guitar player hands, and Josie felt her panties tearing as he ripped them off her body.
Suddenly, she was as eager as he was, as though her body remembered that it had been a very long time since she had slept with a man who could actually satisfy her needs. She struggled to sort out her legs. Eventually, he pushed her backwards across the length of the hot tub. Strong arms lifted her out of the water and sat her down on the edge. His hands impatiently brushed away the fabric of what had once been a sheer nightie, just as she spread her legs and settled them around him.
Once more he sank his fingers into her hair, pulling her into a searing hot kiss. Josie couldn’t keep her body from shaking. She wanted this, wanted him, now. Her hands grasped his shoulders and pulled him closer.