Bad For Me (My Forbidden Rockstar) (16 page)

After a few minutes, Annie is moaning and begging me.

“What?” I tease in a dark voice, “Tell me what you want.”

“Do I have to spell it out?” she gasps, bucking her hips
into my growing erection.

“I want to hear you say the words.”

“Lick me, Dom!” she gasps.

"I thought you’d never ask.”

I slide her silky panties down her legs, and toss them to
the floor.

Oh god, she’s even sexier than I imagined.

She’s completely waxed, and I run my fingers through her
soft folds, feeling her silky wetness.

I spread her open gently and bring my mouth to her, smiling
at the sound of pleasure that escapes her lips.

“That’s right, baby,” I say against her delicate flesh,
“make as much noise as you like.”

Nothing turns me on more than hearing a girl moan while I
fuck her.

I run my tongue along her folds, tasting every inch of her
as I suck her with my lips. I graze my teeth over her sensitive spots, and then
I bring my fingers in on the action, too. Annie is going crazy, tossing her
head back and forth, crying out and moaning my name as her thighs begin to
tremble.

For the one-millionth time, I think about how fucking sexy
she is. I’ve never been with someone who has turned me on so much. I usually
feel like women just want me because of who I am, but I don’t feel that with
Annie, I can tell she really wants
me
.

I slide two fingers deep inside of her and swirl them around
as I flick my tongue against her clit.

“Dom!” she cries, bucking wildly.

She begins writhing under my touch and I watch with burning
lust as she comes for me, her body succumbing to the pleasure I'm giving her.
Small desperate gasps of ecstasy escape her lips, and eventually a small satisfied
smile washes over her face...I've never seen anything more beautiful.

Once Annie is finished, I lie down next to her and take her
in my arms. I love the feeling of being so close to her, to feel her soft
warmth against my own body, to feel her breath against my skin. I trace my
fingers along her collarbone, amazed that I’ve gotten her into bed, and amazed
that I have true, undeniable feelings for her.

“This was not how I expected to spend my afternoon,” she
jokes in a soft voice.

I laugh. “Same here.”

“What made you change your mind about me?” I ask. I’m
curious. She was so angry with me at the hospital that I thought we would never
speak again.

She suddenly looks embarrassed, and turns away.

“You can tell me.”

“It was two things, actually. The first was my dad telling
me to go easy on you.”

“Your dad?” I can’t imagine Cliff telling his sweet daughter
to go after a womanizing rock star, let alone the fact that Roxie is my mom.

“Well, he didn’t actually tell me to pursue a relationship.
Just to be nice to you.”

She’s playing with her hair now and I know she’s
uncomfortable.

“The other thing?” I ask, I have to know this now.

She looks up at me with her bright blue eyes. “Please, Dom.
Don’t make me tell you,” she pleads.

I wait expectantly. Annie gives an annoyed huff, and rolls
over on her belly to look me square in the eyes. I can’t help but notice the
luscious curve of her ass.

“It was what you said about your dad. How you and your mom
had been put through Hell.”

I stiffen; I don’t like where this is going.

“I realized that there was more to you. That you couldn’t
have gone through that without being a certain way.”

“I don’t want to talk about that right now,” I say coldly.

The color drains from Annie's face and I can feel her heart
racing.

“I don’t mean it like that. You don’t have to ever talk
about it with me. It just made me realize there was more to you than meets the
eye.”

I’m definitely annoyed, but Annie is lying naked in my bed,
and the erection between my legs is begging for attention.

I roll Annie back over, and slide on top of her, running my
cock along her folds.

She closes her eyes and a soft involuntary moan escapes her
lips. I know the erotic sounds of her moans will be burned in my memory
forever. It’s the most sensual, arousing sound I’ve ever heard.

Our mouths collide, and I continue to rub against her as we
kiss. I groan loudly as I feel Annie’s nails dig into my back.

“Hang on,” I breathe, leaning over to my nightstand for a
condom. Annie watches as I slide the condom down my shaft, and then she spreads
her legs for me.

It’s at that exact moment that I hear someone banging on my
bedroom window.

“You asshole! I know you have a girl in there.”

“What the hell?” Annie yelps, and rolls off the bed at the
same second I jump off her.

“Brittany,” I growl.

“Excuse me?” Annie is hiding in the doorway of the bathroom,
her hands on her hips, giving me her angriest glare. As pissed as she is, I
can’t help but notice how damn glorious she looks when she’s naked and angry.

“My fucking psycho neighbor!” I spit. I can see Brittany’s
shadow behind my blinds. Why the fuck hadn’t I called security yet? I had made
a note to do it, but never got around to it.

“Dom!” Brittany screams, banging hard on the window.

“What the fuck is she doing here?” Annie hisses.

“I don’t know!” I say angrily. “I told you she was a fucking
psycho! She can’t seem to take a hint.”

That’s all Annie needs to hear.

“Oh, she’s going to take
my
hint,” Annie fumes.

She grabs her clothes and quickly throws them on. I follow
suit, jumping into my jeans, and tossing my shirt over my head.

“What the hell does that mean? You’re not doing anything!”

“The hell I’m not,” Annie seethes, “I’m not putting up with
this crap.”

I’m slightly amused, and slightly terrified by Annie’s
change in behavior, and I can’t help but think of her incident at the Cherry
Tower.

“I’m calling the cops,” I say, “ Let it go. I’ll get a
restraining order and I’m going to go out there and give that bitch a piece of
my mind."

“Fuck that!”

Annie’s nearly dressed, and I know I don’t have much time. I
whip out my phone and dial 911.

“This is Dom Dresden. I live at 6 Palm Green Drive in
Rolling Hills. I have an intruder on my property.”

Brittany is still banging away at the windows, calling me
every name in the book, and Annie, now fully dressed, is dashing down the hall.

“Annie!” I yell, I hang up with the cops and chase after
her.

She throws the front door open and runs out into the
driveway where Brittany’s Maserati is parked.

“Where are you?” Annie screams, hurrying around the side of
the house.

Fuck. Now I’m dealing with two crazy chicks.

Brittany comes barreling around the side of the house and
stops dead in her tracks when she sees Annie. Brittany is dressed in her
typical tight clothing – a tiny hot pink halter dress with her ass nearly
hanging out.

Annie surveys her and I can only imagine what she’s
thinking. Annie knows this girl has at least given me a blowjob before.

“This is what you want?” Brittany asks in disbelief as she
gestures to Annie.

“You’re nothing to Dom,” Annie says coolly, “So you better
get your busted ass in your pretty little car and take yourself home.”

Brittany laughs loudly. “Bullshit! I was just with Dom the
other night!”

I see Annie stiffen. “I know. Only because I wouldn’t hook
up with him, so he had to come find a piece of trash who would.”

Ouch. This isn’t going to go over well.

Brittany’s eyes are wild and she looks over to me. “That’s
not true! Is it?”

I nod slowly. This is not my proudest moment.

“Well, I guess it didn’t take you long to become a piece of
trash yourself,” Brittany spits.

Annie laughs. “That’s right. Now why don’t you run along
home because now Dom has a real woman.”

I can tell Brittany’s about to lose her mind.

“Fuck you!” she screams, “Dom wants me!” She lunges at Annie,
and I jump in.

“I don’t want you, Brittany!” I shout. “You know we were
nothing more than some random hook ups. Go home to Roberto and leave me the
hell alone!”

“He’ll just use you like the rest of us,” Brittany snaps,
“That’s all women are to Dom. Objects to be fucked and sucked. Once he’s done
using you, he’ll throw you away for a new piece of pussy.”

I cringe at Brittany’s words, and look over at Annie
anxiously.

“He won’t,” Annie vows.

But I can see the uncertainty in her eyes. I want to cry out
that it’s not that way with Annie, that I’m not going to use her like the
others, but I don’t want Brittany to be involved in that intimate confession.

Annie steps up into Brittany’s face. “I think Dom has made
it perfectly clear. Stay the hell away from my man.”

My man.

Damn, I like the sound of that.

And that's when I hear the wailing sirens approach as two
police cars roll up the driveway.

Chapter Seventeen

Annie

I move to the side so the police can question Brittany and
Dom. Brittany is yelling like a banshee, and the police are attempting to calm
her down and explain to her that she needs to go home. Dom is talking about getting
a security detail and explaining how Brittany was banging on the windows and
acting like a stalker.

Holy hell, how did I get myself into this mess?

Today started out like a semi-normal day, but not only did I
end up naked in bed with Dom, there also happened to be a crazy psycho spying
on us through the windows the whole time.

I have a tendency to lose my cool when I get jealous and my
reaction to Brittany showed me just how deep my feelings are for Dom. And that
scares the crap out of me.

Not to mention, I’m also really pissed that Dom and I didn’t
get to finish what we started.

An officer is helping Brittany into her car and Dom is
walking towards me.

He pulls me to his chest, and murmurs in my arm.

“I’m so sorry, Annie. You deserve so much better than this.”

I give him a weak laugh. “Not the first time I’ve had to
deal with relationship drama.” I say.

Dom winces. “I’m sorry about that crazy chick.”

“I’m sorry for how I reacted. Something just came over me
when I saw her yelling and screaming like a lunatic.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not. And I'm sorry I called you
my
man.”

Christ I feel mortified, I place my head in my hands, what
was I thinking?

Dom pulls my hands apart and looks me in the eye. “I liked
it, Annie. I want to be your man.”

I blink several times. Did he just say what I think he said?

“Why the hell did you think I brought you here? I promised
you that I wasn’t just going to fuck you and ditch you.”

“We didn’t get that far,” I try to tease.

“I’m serious,” he says, his dark green eyes are clouding
over, “It’s more than that.”

I sigh, and hug him tighter. It feels so good to be close to
him.

“Come on, let’s get out of here. I’m starved from all our
activities,” he smirks.

I grin; I’m hungry too. I follow him to the car and we drive
off.

* * *

We choose to eat dinner in a small restaurant nearby, and
Dom is able to get us a seat in a room that isn’t being used. It's so nice to
have privacy right now, something about our intimate time together earlier has
us opening up to each other in a way we never have before.

I tell Dom all about my childhood, about how my dad and mom
had a lousy marriage, and how their relationship imploded once Daddy became
successful. I tell him about my older brother Michael who left for college when
I was sixteen, and has stayed away from the family since. I talk to Michael
over the phone maybe twice a year, and it hurts like hell that I haven’t seen
my big brother in eight years. None of us have. He went to college at Texas
A&M, and hasn’t left the state since.

Dom listens, and seems genuinely interested, as I talk about
Daddy’s string of bimbo girlfriends, and my mother’s taste in rich, arrogant
pricks. But I quickly explain that they both seem happy now with their
respective mates - who are nothing like their usual types.

I finally shut up, I can't believe that I've just bared my
soul like that to Dom.

“Thanks for sharing all that with me,” he says softly.

“I don’t know what came over me. It’s like I couldn’t shut
up.”

“I like learning about you. It’s different.”

“What’s different?”

Dom shifts uncomfortably in his chair. “It’s different to
actually learn about the woman I’m with.”

Oh. That.

“So,” I say after an uncomfortable silence, “I’ve talked
your ear off but you haven’t told me much about you.”