She succeeded in making him feel like a man. A normal functioning man when he hadn’t felt that way in years.“Who’re you f*cking?”
When my father, manager of the worldwide phenomenon Kinky Shine, asked me to come and help the band members appear more approachable I never thought my first meeting with Dex Bowers would start with such a question.
Immediately, I wanted to strangle him, wipe the smirk off his face and force him to mutter more than three words.
But there’s something mysterious about him that was electrifying and the more he pushed me away and angered me, the more I wanted to know him and push through his hangups. “Trust. That f*cking trust thing didn’t come easily to me.”
In the five years since my band became famous, not once had I been photographed with a woman. I knew it fed the supposed mystery surrounding me, but the real truth was far more humiliating than I was comfortable with.
That was until Harley Floyd walked in and I was left with a mind numbing lust for her that scared me shitless. It should be easy to let go and trust her just enough to have fun, to be happy I could finally come up with new material for our next album. But nothing was easy and with a life made of sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll I wasn’t sure if anything could last. Not even my band.
“What twenty-five year old was f*cking lost when his cock was rock hard when close to a gorgeous woman? One answer to that; a man who hadn’t had sex in a really long time.”
When I thought she’d take a step toward me, she took one backward and away from me. Her eyes widened and she blushed. “I guess this time I should be the one leaving,’’ she said in a small voice, her words stumbling into each other’s .
“No.’’ What the fuck was I saying?
“What? I mean,’’ she shook her head. “I’m leaving.’’
I grabbed her shoulders and crowded her space before I realized what I was doing. Her scent enveloped me, enticed me. The thin material of her top was soft under my fingers, almost like nothing was separating me from her body. If I took a half step toward her I would feel her perfect breasts against my chest. I clenched my jaw and tried to calm my labored breathing. After a few seconds without moving she tilted her head upward to look at me and I was fucked. I thought I had been before that, but now, now I was lost to the sensations she was awakening in me, sensations I thought were gone.
Her lips, lush and parted called out to me. Her cheeks coloring more and more into a deeper red had me ready to damn myself for this show of innocence. Her eyes, bright and yet getting glassier showed nothing akin to innocence and that made me ready to come in my fucking pants. She was a contradiction and I would have never thought it’d be so tantalizing.
“What are you doing?’’ she whispered and her breath brushed my neck. I closed my eyes, my lips parted on a low moan. Fuck. What was she doing to me?
“Push me away. Now.’’
I kept my eyes closed to better feel the brush of her breathing on my skin. My cock was pushing against my zipper and it was fucking painful. I wanted to squeeze myself and jerk off to find a release, but I couldn’t. We were on a street in broad daylight.
I waited and waited and nothing happened. She kept on breathing irregularly and didn’t push me away.
Stephanie Witter is a dreamer. She started
learning English at three, and fell in love with the language. Always with a
book or two close by, she can’t spend a day without reading (or writing).
I love Rockstar Romance, and I couldn’t pass the opportunity to read Dex.
Well, Stephanie, you made it, you wrote your own rockstar romance!For sure, the ropes and codes in this genre are well known and sometimes predictable, but the author succeeded me to surprise me, and it was so damn good!
Are you ready to meet the mysterious Dex, hot member of The Kinky Shine band? He’s the perfect broody and jerk guy but so sexy. Strangely, I really appreciated this complex guy. Emotional, dark and rough, ebullient.
What about his match? Harley the blogger and music lover. Definitely drooling when it comes to sexy rock stars like Dex but you don’t mess with her. She can handle herself without needing a guy. When she met Dex: fireworks and insta hot connexion. But this man meant trouble. She was trying to reject and deny this undeniable pull, but with vibes like that, resisting is hard.
It’s not the hot romance building out there who intrigued me but most about the hero’s issues. A very surprising part. He’s secretive for sure but he had some intimate problems, unknown from the public, well keep under water thanks to this family and PR.I really enjoyed digging into his aspect of his life. He was only breathing and feeling music until Harley, who hit him straight to his heart!
The tension was increasing on a full speed mode, bringing so many emotions here. Don’t forget the sex parts, because we have here a dirty talker.
Meeting Harley was the trigger to feel again, to be a man without the disgust or shame. The storyline was well balanced, between the characters issues and the whirlwind romance, burning desire.
I have to say that sometimes our hero was a overreacting a little bit, and I wish that his healing process about this intimacies issues were more expanded. Thanks to Harley, and to his friends, he has people on his side. Like a real family.
Dex is definitely a great rockstar romance.The foreplay was really hot and the banter really entertaining. A flying start, sexy rockstars, endearing characters, dirty talks, smut parts and interesting issues that keep you hanging on for more and also a refreshing perspective about the background of the business. I can’t wait to read the next one!