Taming The Rocker - Vol. 1-5

By: Ella Cox

Bad Boy Rocker Series.


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Vol. 1-5




Chapter One





Chase

I was with a whole bunch of women in my room. They were all either topless, naked, or clad in just their underwear. A couple of the girls were doing body shots off each other, and two girls were on each of my arms. I’m sure many men would dream of something like this, to have this many women who idolize and want you as bad as they wanted me. Sure, I was attractive with long, dark hair and green eyes that stared into a woman’s soul. I also had a great body, at least that’s what all the girls said. Apparently I was the hottest thing in their minds, and a couple of them went mad over me. Most guys would crave something like this, but, to me, this was hell. It was complete and utter hell.

There were many reasons why this was hell to me. First of all, I thought I wasn’t really that interesting. I mean I did have a few hit songs here and there and I was on tour. All these girls thought I was the next Leo DiCaprio or something. Which I totally wasn’t. Ever since I went on tour, I’d been feeling like this. I only partied because that’s what I knew how to do. I didn’t have skills like my brother or anyone else, so I continued to live the rock star life. Music was my passion, the only thing I knew how to do well. It kind of sucked, relying on one talent to get through life, but, hey…it did bring in lots of money.

Of course, the main problem for me was that these women were pretty pathetic. I knew they all wanted me because of my money and fame. Although it was kind of flattering, it got pretty old. Besides, these women weren’t really good for much else besides a blowjob and occasionally some good anal or a nice fuck. They were a good stress reliever, but they couldn’t actually get rid of the pain in my heart. Ever since she broke my heart, I hadn’t been the same. It really sucked, but what was I going to do?

It was all because of her… the one woman who broke my heart. What started out as a passionate night between the two of us turned into something more. Then her husband came along and ruined everything. I hated it, but I knew that I could never have her. I wanted her so fucking badly though…

Sometimes I masturbated to her, thinking about the fun that we had when I was home. I cried out her name, but none of my band mates knew who she was. They all thought she was just some silly groupie. That was far from the truth. She was the first woman I ever loved, the first woman to deny me, and the first to break my heart.

That brought me to today. I was at a party in a hotel suite with a bunch of bitches that were pissing me off. A couple of them clung to me the entire night. One of them had the gall to give me head earlier, which felt good, but was only a temporary fix. They were all drunk off their asses. Some of them were making out with my band mates and our entourage. There was a lot going on.

I knew that in one of the rooms the bassist was getting it on with some chick. I couldn’t understand why he didn’t just go back to his room, but whatever. I was ready to get the hell out of there and stop for the day. I was done with this crap. I preferred to have fun in the comfort of my own home where I didn’t have to listen to other people’s bullshit. I started to get up, but one of the dumb bitches started clinging to me like a baby koala.

“Why are you leaving, Chase?” she slurred. She was drunk off her ass and I wasn’t in the right mood. She might be fun to fuck, but that’s not what I was feeling tonight.

“I have to get up early tomorrow. I’m not feeling good,” I replied in a mock sympathetic voice. I didn’t really give a shit about any of these women. I needed to get out of here.

“Awww! Well, I hope you feel better!” she said loudly. I nodded and walked away, heading towards the door. I was almost out of here, and I was so ready to get out. That’s when the bathroom door opened and my life changed forever.

The most gorgeous woman in the world walked out.

That wasn’t an exaggeration either. She was beautiful. Not sexy or slutty like the rest of these women, but fucking beautiful. She had dark hair that went down her back, gorgeous green eyes, and the loveliest curves ever. Her dress poured over her butt and boosted her breasts, leaving a very small amount of cleavage. She was a classy woman, but she was also beautiful. She didn’t act out or take her clothes off to get attention. That caused me to want to get to know her right away. I was immediately entranced and knew I had to talk to her.

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