Rock Stars Are Fun (MF)

Hooch in Hades 2

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 35,714
1 Ratings (5.0)
[Siren Allure: Erotic Contemporary Romance, HFN]
Paige has a policy that she lives by. Musicians are only good for one thing—fun. She doesn’t expect it to turn into anything more.
But Kyle Kent isn’t the type to give up easily. Paige is just his type—damaged. Adding in the fact that she is his best friend’s girlfriend’s best friend makes everything all the more clear. He’s going to win her over, and he’s got the inside scoop and a convenient excuse to keep slipping over to her place.
But Paige isn’t one to easily be won over. She decided a long time ago that she didn’t want relationships, and that isn’t something she’s going to change her mind about. However, she can’t deny she’s attracted to Kyle and that he’s everything she could want. Is she willing to let go of the past and give him a chance?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Rock Stars Are Fun (MF)
1 Ratings (5.0)

Rock Stars Are Fun (MF)

Hooch in Hades 2

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 35,714
1 Ratings (5.0)
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Cover Art by Harris Channing




“He’s single.”

Paige’s breath caught in her throat. “Cool.” She tried not to sound too happy. After all, he was just some rock star—no big deal.

Kenda raised an eyebrow. “Cool? That’s all you have to say for yourself?”

“What else am I supposed to say?” Paige shrugged.

Despite the fact that she and Kenda had been friends for a long time, they were very different when it came to these kinds of things. Kenda liked to show how excited she was about things. Paige, on the other hand, didn’t.

She liked to keep that to herself.

Her eyes drifted to the man she had been looking up and down for a while now. His black hair hung damp from sweat. His blue eyes sparkled.

He wasn’t as big as Greyson, though when you compared them shirtless they were both well matched for muscle. It was just that Kyle was…thinner.

Paige gave her friend a grin as the boys stepped off stage, it was clear Kenda was about to be very busy. Paige stepped back, allowing Greyson to pull his girlfriend into a deep kiss. Paige turned away from them, letting Kenda and Greyson to have a little privacy as she made her way over to the guitarist who had just stepped off stage. His eyes sparkled as he looked her up and down.

“Did you enjoy the show?”

“I have to admit; you weren’t half bad.” She crossed her arms over her chest, her grin widening.

“Not half bad?” Kyle laughed softly. “I’ll take the compliment.”

He stepped past her, heading toward the dressing room, where the rest of his band had gone.

Paige looked around. They were completely alone. “I was wondering, do you think you could give me a ride back to my place tonight?”

“What about Ken— Right, she’ll probably be at my place.” He laughed softly. “Sure, I’d be happy to.”

“You could always stay at my place.” Paige shrugged. “I’m sure we could find something to do.”

Kyle stumbled over his own feet. Paige glanced sideways just in time to see his brow furrow. Is he really not picking up on this? She mentally shook her head as she closed her eyes just long enough to hide the eye roll.


* * * *


Kenda and Greyson left pretty quickly after they got backstage, which left Paige alone with a band that she hardly knew. She’d like to get to know Kyle better. Since she had met him earlier tonight she had wanted to rip those torn and tattered skinny jeans off him.

What could she say? Rock stars were her thing.

Of course it helped if they were talented, and Kyle had surprised her by just how talented he was, and how much he knew about music.

“Ready to head out?” Kyle asked as he reached for his guitar case.

“Yeah.” She was utterly aware of both other bandmates staring at them. “I’ll see you guys around!” She gave them a wide smile. With Kenda dating the lead singer of their band, Paige was sure she would have to see them around now and then. Which might mean this is a bad idea. But would it really matter? It wasn’t like Kyle didn’t know anything about a one-night stand.

They were fun. That’s all it was.

As they made their way along the halls and out to the parking lot, neither of them said a word. Hell, it wasn’t even until he pulled his little Camaro over in front of her apartment building that she turned to him.

“So, do you want to come upstairs?”

“I’d love to.” He was out of his car faster than Paige was. She grinned, stepping out of the car and heading toward the door. Paige was known to go home with some of the bandmates that played at the bar where she worked, but she’d never slept with a guy who had been on a best sellers list before.

She unlocked her door and headed for the flight of stairs that was between them and her apartment—and more importantly her bed.

“I wasn’t going to offer you coffee or anything,” she said as she unlocked the door and pushed it open.

“I wasn’t under the impression you invited me up here for coffee.” Kyle’s voice sounded like silk. He reached out and touched her ass, sending a shiver of pleasure down her spine. Warmth pooled in the pit of her stomach as she took a deep breath and slipped her purse off her shoulder, tossing it onto the brown couch that was to her left as she entered the small apartment.

Without slipping off her shoes, she headed for the bedroom.

When Paige turned around she wasn’t surprised to see Kyle right behind her as they stepped into her small bedroom. It was, of course, a mess. She hadn’t actually thought she’d be getting lucky tonight. Otherwise, she would have cleaned it. But it didn’t matter. It was not like he would notice.

Kyle grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward him as his lips crashed against hers. Her fingers tangled into his hair as she pulled him closer, their kiss growing more passionate. 





“What are my options?” He sounded surprised.

“Ribbed, heating, ultra-thin.” At least those were her favorites. Though it doesn’t look like Kyle needs an ultra-thin.

Instead of answering her, Kyle closed the distance between them, reaching down and grabbing a random one. He stopped, catching sight of what else she had in the drawer. She turned to look at him. “Was there something else you wanted to use?”

A wide grin spread over his face. “That depends on what you’re in the mood for.”

Paige, to say the least, had a wide selection of things and highly believed in trying everything at least once.

She stood up. “Get whatever you want.”

She padded back to the bed and crawled onto it.

Kyle came back seconds later, a pair of handcuffs and a vibrator in his hand, along with a butt plug. Paige looked him up and down. “That worried about how well you’ll do?” she teased.

Kyle laughed. “No, sweetheart, just want to make sure I’m the best fuck you’ll ever have. And didn’t want to have to get up again if I wanted something else.”

Paige’s grin widened. Her heart raced with anticipation.

“Turn around.” He motioned for her to turn. She nodded and did as she was told, resting on her knees. As she heard the handcuffs move, she placed her hands behind her back, seconds later feeling cold metal against her wrists. She closed her eyes. She took a deep breath as Kyle’s lips touched the nape of her neck, softly trailing along her back, lower and lower. His hands touched her ass gently. She inhaled sharply as a shiver of arousal ran down her spine.

Kyle’s lips worked their way back up to her neck, and over to her shoulder ever so gently. One hand traced over the curves of her body, tangling into her hair and finding a happy home. His other hand left her ass.


Paige gasped, her eyes rolling back as her pussy tingled, wanting to feel Kyle inside her. She didn’t dare say it—not yet. She took a deep breath as Kyle’s hand moved away from her ass again. She felt him press himself against her, his thick cock resting between her legs.

His fingers left her hair as he pulled away from her. She turned to see what he was doing. Yes. She watched as she tore into the condom wrapper and placed it over his thick cock. He looked at her.

“Turn around.” He raised an eyebrow.

Paige’s heart skipped a beat as she did what she was told. She heard her vibrator turn on. She gasped, feeling it against her clit. Her eyes rolled back as his hips buckled against it. Kyle’s cock pressed against her, his free hand touching the small of her back, pushing her down gently. Her face hit the bedding as she felt his head against her folds.

The vibrator buzzed against her clit, Kyle’s head pressing against her. Paige bit her lip, waiting.

Her heart raced, waiting longer and longer.

Kyle thrust into her, fast and hard. Paige gasped, her eyes rolling back as pleasure and pain overwhelmed her. Kyle’s warm hand touched the small of her back gently as he pulled away and thrust back into her. This time, softer.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Paige moaned, her eyes rolling back. She inhaled sharply.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Kyle’s free hand ran over her back softly, making its way up to her bound hands. His fingers tangled together with hers, pulling her up softly. Paige moaned louder as his lips touched her neck ever so gently.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Kyle’s lips traced over Paige’s skin, sending shivers of pleasure over her skin. She moaned louder, her eyes rolling back as Kyle filled her with every thrust. Deeper, faster, harder. Everything Paige wanted without her having to tell him.

The vibrator buzzed against her clit. Pleasure overwhelmed Paige. She could feel her orgasm building as Kyle thrust into her faster and faster, his thick cock filling her.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Kyle whispered against her ear, his hot breath against her skin. Paige grinned.

He wasn’t the first musician to say this to her, and she knew he wouldn’t be the last, but knowing that he thought she was tight, despite all the girls he’d probably fucked, did feel like a bit of a bragging right—not that she’d be bragging about it to anyone.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Faster and faster. Harder and harder. His lips touched hers softly, his teeth grazing her lower lip. Paige moaned softly, her free hand reaching up and tangling into his hair. Their kiss grew more passionate, their lips crashing together. Paige nipped his lower lip gently, begging permission. His mouth opened as her tongue slipped into his mouth, exploring.

Kyle thrust into her again and again.

He pulled away just enough to take a deep breath. His lips touched her neck, teeth nibbling gently, slowly making their way over every inch of her neck they could reach.

The vibrator buzzed against her body. Pleasure overwhelmed her.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Paige moaned, her hips arching against his every thrust. Kyle filled her like no one had in a long time. Paige’s moans grew louder.

Kyle’s eyes locked on her. His lips touched her cheek softly, moving to her ear lobe. He nibbled gently. He thrust into her faster. Paige adjusted the vibrator, massaging herself with the head of it.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

Paige’s eyes rolled back as everything went a hazy white. She inhaled sharply.

“I’m fucking close,” she moaned.

Kyle thrust into her faster. Harder.

Stroke. Stroke. Stroke.

“Come for me.”

His hot breath against her as he spoke, his cock deep inside her, thrusting. It was enough to send her over the edge.

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