Maid for the Rock Star(38)

Audra bit her lip.

"Yeah, I'm a rock star now, but that place in Cottesloe...I shared that shithole with five other guys and their occasional girlfriends. The place was falling apart and the landlord wouldn't repair it, not for the dirt-cheap rent he charged us. Some days the water at the beach was warmer than what came out of the so-called hot water system. I slept on a mattress on the floor that was so stained it had probably come from a brothel. If it had, the brothel had thrown it out." His eyes bored into hers. "I remember weeks when all I could afford was a packet of instant noodles for dinner. First year uni. First and last year, too." He gazed down at the tiles. "I failed everything. All I wanted was to play and drink and smoke and shit. So they kicked me out of uni and I had to move back home, because I couldn't get welfare payments. Unemployment ones, instead of student ones. So many times I nearly sold my guitar. I was still living at home when Chaya got our first recording contract. Fuck, I would've done almost anything for a couple hundred bucks, let alone five grand."

"I won't," Audra bit out, holding out the envelope.

"Now, it doesn't matter to me. Five grand is nothing. I don't need it back, Audra. Keep it. It's a gift, like the camera."

She wanted to stamp her foot and scream at him for not listening. "I can't. I'm not a prostitute, Jay." She threw the money at his feet.

"No, you've told me that. A few times now. Fair enough." He stooped to pick up the envelope and dropped it on the hall table. "Right, so are we done with all the talking? I won a bet and I want to claim my winnings."

Audra felt more confused than ever. "What winnings?"

Jay pointed at her chest. "Fuck, you're torturing me. Those perfect tits. The ones your soaked shirt is sticking to. And those nipples. Quit teasing me and take your shirt off."

Her head hurt. None of this made sense. "I came here to apologise and beg you to forgive me, and you're talking about my breasts. Why aren't you mad at me?"

Jay sighed and reached down to adjust himself. "Because I knew you wanted me and I was just waiting for you to come back. Everyone wants me." He flashed the same grin he had for the photograph. The one that didn't reach his eyes.

Realisation dawned. "You're joking. That's a joke. I don't know how many times I've heard you say it, but I just got it. You say it to bait people for a reaction, but then the joke's on them. Because everyone wants Jay Felix, the rock star. Not the man who only plays the part. Hence, the Shakespeare on the ceiling."

Jay's grin finally vanished and he held out his arm.

Audra followed his gaze to the tattooed words she'd noticed but never read. Now, she did: "All the world's a stage."

He pointed at her camera. "That's a gift for the girl who wouldn't let me die. I left a pub full of girls who thought they owned the rock star. I came back here for a girl who'd seen me at my worst and stayed to listen to the man in a moment of doubt. Audra, not Audrey. In As You Like It, Audrey married a fool. But Jacques stayed alone. He's the one who said we're all players. I don't want to be a fool or alone. I want you."

Audra sucked in a breath, not sure what to think any more. "Jay, don't you think –"

"Don't think," he replied. "We had a bet. That I'd give you the best orgasm of your life, you'd beg for more, and I'd give it to you after you got your tits out." He groaned. "Fuck, that wet t-shirt. Quit torturing me. Did I give you the best time of your life?"

Audra closed her eyes, remembering the heat of his fingers inside her as his tongue sent her soaring to undreamed-of heights. No one else had ever come close. She swallowed and nodded.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes," came the barely audible whisper.

"Then I've had enough of this fucking shirt." Cheap cotton ripped as Jay yanked hard at her top. Now the front hung free, dangling from one sleeve as it exposed most of her bra. "Fuck."

With trembling hands, Audra took off what remained of her t-shirt. She should have been shocked or annoyed at the destruction, but she didn't care. All that mattered was Jay. She reached to unhook her bra, but Jay's hands were already there, expertly freeing her faster than she could release herself. Wet lace fell away, replaced by his warm hands as he cupped her breasts.

"Oh, yesss..." The blissful look on his face made her smile. His eyes snapped open and he pulled his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. He snaked his arms around her, holding her tight to his bare chest. Her nipples tightened in response and she gasped. Jay kissed her open mouth.

The moment his tongue touched hers it was as if lightning had struck her, coursing down her spine to her core. Oh, but lightning only started in the sky. The blinding white light came from below.

Well, she was named after a storm for a reason.

Audra shimmied out of her shorts, leaving them with her underwear in a puddle on the floor. Now she was standing naked in Jay's arms. Talk about crazy.

Their lips parted for a moment as Jay paused to grab a breath.

Don't think. About tomorrow or next week or anything but this moment. Even the weather could wait.

She reached up to stroke the stubble on his jaw. This time she kissed him, focussing all her passion into the pressure of her lips and the twine of her tongue around his. His hands crept down her back to cup her arse.

He swept her up in his arms, carrying her through to...the bedroom? No, the bathroom. He dumped her unceremoniously into the spa and tossed her the plug as he turned on the taps. "Can you sort the temperature while I get these off?" He struggled with his shorts, which seemed to be stuck on his...

Audra tried to smother her laughter as she turned her attention to the taps. The water was comfortably hot when she heard Jay climb into the tub behind her, but an attack of nerves seemed to have frozen her. She squeaked when Jay's arms encircled her, pulling her into his lap.

"Do you trust me, Audra?" The seductive purr was sexier when his breath tickled the back of her neck. She could feel her insides melting. "Trust me to give you the best night of your life?"

His thumb circled her nipple, then trailed down her belly and slipped between her thighs, circling again. He brought her expertly to the edge of a storm front, as if he knew one more well-placed circle would unleash the storm's screaming fury. "Do you want it?"

"Yes," she gasped, feeling him press harder. "I want you, Jay. All...night...JAY!" Her words ended in a scream to the skies as she soared up past the clouds to the stars above.





SIXTY-ONE



When she returned to Earth, Audra found that the bath had filled with water, or maybe it was the space their bodies took up that had let it fill so fast. Or had she been too lost in Jay's magic hands?

"Turn around," he breathed in her ear and she complied, sliding around in his lap as she realised Jay was hard as all hell beneath her and with one thrust of his hips he'd be inside her. Shit, all that inside her? How would he fit? The man was massive.

He must have seen the fear in her eyes, because he leaned back and said, "Oh, you won't be getting that until you're ready. I promise you that. Ready and begging for it, and not before. I'm not into pain. Yours or mine. Just pleasure and plenty of it. Trust me, Audra."

"The rock star or the man?"

Jay laughed. "Mostly the man. The rock star – " He took her hand and guided it to his cock. " – is ready and raring to go, but even he's going to wait until you're satisfied."

This time, she didn't manage to smother her laughter in time. She pulled her hand away and covered her mouth. "Shit. Now it all makes sense. Every time you make some comment about being a rock star, you're thinking with your..."

"Say it. You'll be riding it soon enough."

Audra swallowed. "Cock."

"It sounds so hot when you talk dirty. You should do it more." He pressed a hand to her back, between her shoulder blades. "Now, lean back a bit."

Audra did, and found herself floating up. She wrapped her legs around Jay, anchoring herself around his torso.

"Perfect." He leaned forward and licked her nipple, sending a jolt right into her core. "Oh, you like that. So do I – sweet pink pearls." His teeth grazed sensitive flesh as he sucked her so-called pearl into his mouth.

"Oh!" His tongue tickled as he sucked harder. Desire sparked at his touch and spread like forked lightning, electrifying her breast until he set her heart ablaze. His hair tangled around her fingers as she held him in place. "Oh my God, Jay."

"Told you I was a rock god. Now, I bet the second one's sweeter." He caressed her still-tingling breast with one hand as he devoured the other.

Heat engulfed her chest, racing through her veins to the juncture of her thighs. "Jay, I want to feel you inside me. Now."

"Inside where?" His finger traced her lips. "Tell me where."

"Inside my...my...ohhh."

Something warm and hard brushed against her thigh, the lightest touch before it traced a circle around an even more sensitive pearl. Not touching but so close.

"Here, maybe? You know why this is called a pussy? Because if I stroke it just right, I can make you purr. Tell me." A deliberate stroke, hard enough to spark her nerves again.

"In my...pussy. Deep in – augh!"

On command, his long fingers plunged into her, straight at first and then curving around to touch a spot inside her that crackled into life with another fork of internal lightning. His tongue entered the fray and she couldn't think. He'd unleashed another storm and she was helpless before his onslaught. Sobbing, then shrieking his name, Audra's body became a nebulous cloud swirling around the commanding eye that was Jay.