Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(65)


Ever.

Virgins get attached. Girls always remember the first person they sleep with. I will not let any girl go through that. I don’t want their first time to be a one-night stand. I may be an insensitive jerk when it comes to the opposite sex, but I do have morals. Knowing that Sky is one hundred percent a virgin, I know I can’t touch her.

I grab my phone from my pocket and flip through my contacts. I got a few options from last night and now I’m taking my pick. I need a good fuck. My dick is still semi hard and I need a release. I send a text and lay back down, waiting. I know she will come-in more ways than one.

They always do.



I smell something good when I finally take my lazy ass off the couch and follow the aroma. Lake is plating up some bacon and eggs and my stomach automatically rumbles. I go to the fridge and grab a carton of OJ and pour out four glasses and Lake gives me a warm smile in thanks. I knew she wouldn’t stay mad at me for long.

I’m looking through my Facebook when Lake yells out to Sky to come down. Has she stayed up there all this time? I look through my newsfeed to stop myself from looking at her when I feel her close by. It doesn’t help.

I glance over at her and I’m shocked at what I see.

The girl that was wearing tight shorts and a tank is now wearing a white blouse with a long black skirt. I mean the skirt literally goes to her feet. She looks like an old school teacher; her hair is even up in a tight bun on top of her head. If I saw her looking like this first, I wouldn’t believe what’s hiding underneath. It’s like meeting two completely different people.

She sits opposite me and I try to look distracted, but I keep thinking that I had to have been dreaming this morning. I know I didn’t since I keep feeling Lake’s eyes on me. She has nothing to worry about. I don’t do virgins and I don’t do girls who hide behind themselves. I like the girl next door types but this girl, she is hiding. I know that if you’re hiding, you don’t want to be found.





In the Spotlight - Chapter 3





Sky


I went for a more casual look since I still feel embarrassed that Dominic saw me the way he did. I kept to my room since I didn’t want to let them see me so worked up. Acting like a child. Being pathetic over something they don’t think twice about. But I let a complete stranger, a stranger who my sister thinks is a player, touch me. I didn’t even stop him. I still can’t describe the feelings that I felt. My body heated up. I had butterflies swarming around in my stomach. The weird thing is, I liked it. I know I shouldn’t.

But I did.

We are sitting around the table eating our breakfast and I have to stifle a moan. I’ve never tasted anything like this, ever. Growing up, we ate salads because Mom always said that girls like us can’t afford to get fat. Men want desirable women. If she ever thought we gained a single pound, we would starve. Now as I take each bite, I wouldn’t care if I blew up like a balloon. How can people not just eat this three times a day? It’s amazing.

“You like it?” Lake asks as she gives me a knowing smile. All I can do is nod my head vigorously and she chuckles as we continue eating. She knows what it’s like growing up on mainly lettuce.

I feel eyes on me every now and then but I don’t dare look up. I’m almost finished when there is a knock on the door and Leon stands to answer. I hear voices coming from the other room and one that stands out is a woman’s. I turn my head towards the door and see a very beautiful blonde wearing a dress that looks more like lingerie. I can’t help but eye her up and down. Long legs, gorgeous figure. My eyes land on her huge chest that looks like it’s about to pop out of the top.

How can she walk around like that in public?

“Dom, you ready?” she purrs, and that’s when it sinks in.

She’s here for him.

Ready for what? I look at Dominic and see him giving her a once over and his eyes have gotten darker. Is that lust? Looking again at the goddess and down at myself, I feel stupid that I thought he could ever see me as attractive. I could never compare to a girl like that. Is this the type he goes for? I’ve read in books where men go for confident, sexy women; I guess it’s true in real life. Why am I even comparing myself to her?

“Yeah. Let’s go,” he responds while standing.

I must be a glutton for punishment as I watch as he saunters towards her, fisting her hair before placing his lips on hers, her body arching towards him. Embarrassed that I’m watching something so intimate, I turn away. Why do I keep landing myself in other people’s intimate moments? I hear them walk off with her giggling.

“It’s not even lunch time and he’s having a booty call?” my sister asks in disdain. I watch her grab the empty plates and head towards the kitchen. The food that I just enjoyed moments ago starts to rumble unpleasantly around my stomach.

“You okay? You look a little pale. Well paler than normal.” Leon brings me out of my thoughts. I look up at him and he is giving me a warm smile that I return I can see why Lake likes him. He’s nice.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. I’ve never seen girls dressed like that. Mom always said intimacy is for behind closed doors, yet the two of them looked like they were about to devour each other.” I look down, playing with the hem of the table cloth.

“Your sister has talked a little about how she grew up. How you both grew up. I’m sorry your life was like that. All those rules. I can’t imagine growing up like that,” he says as he leans back in his chair.

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