I did exactly what I said I was going to do, fucked Bristol until she passed out.

I watched her sleep for a few minutes before I pulled out my notebook and sat by the window, alternating my stares between her and the waves. The words just came to me. The second she was in the room I could see songs in my mind. Words everywhere.

I stared over at her again.

My muse.

I got an entire page of lyrics down in the hour she slept.

When she started to stir, I closed my notebook and walked over to her. Her eyelashes fluttered, then her eyes opened, and she yawned while I caressed her cheek.

I thought I was insane about this girl when she was a thousand miles away, but now that she was here—I just knew. I wanted her more than anything. We were meant for each other.

It might mean we’d go down in a fiery crash later, but it’d be worth it. Life’s not worth living if you never risk getting hurt.

I leaned over to kiss her and helped her up out of bed. “We should head downstairs.”

She nodded, then grabbed her clothes and walked into the bathroom. After a few minutes, she walked back out.

She put something on her lips as she strode over to me. “Ready?”

I nodded. “You hungry?”

“Starving.”

“Well, follow me.” I grinned.

We left the room and went downstairs. I showed her the stocked fridge. It was packed full of anything you could imagine. The record company shopped for us and there was some leftover pizza from lunch.

I heated it up as she grabbed a can of La Croix.

The same crowd was still in the living room and I heard Valerie’s laughter carrying above everyone else. She never seemed shy in a crowd.

We walked in once Bristol’s pizza was ready and sat together on a large love seat.

I glanced around. There was something special about the whole scene, like in Almost Famous when you knew the band was about to blow up and make it big. There was magic in the air and I’d just jotted down the best lyrics I’d ever written in my life. A current of electricity flowed through the air as they talked.

I could understand why most girls loved musicians. There was a complexity. So much joy and at the same time the rebellion too. It could go either way. We could soar and at the same time we could crash and burn just as easily.

I wondered if that’s why Bristol was so drawn to me. I glanced at her and her face turned pink. I looked over at Valerie who was frowning at her.

It was so quick I couldn’t tell if it was disapproving or not, but Bristol seemed embarrassed. She’d looked like that since we’d walked into the living room. It was understandable, I guess, after what’d happened before she got here.

I shrugged it off. We’d face a lot more difficult situations than that in the future. And she was here. She came.

Everyone talked about our album and one that our friends released last year. They’d been signed here in town and were headed out on a North American tour in a month. I looked forward to the same happening for us. They talked about the cities they’d be visiting with a huge rock band, one that would draw in a lot of people and sell out arenas.

I glanced at Bristol as she leaned forward to set the plate on a table, seemingly not wanting to draw attention to herself. I wondered if she knew how gorgeous she was. Bristol was so exotic with her red hair and fair skin. She didn’t look like anyone else, and I loved that about her. She looked classy.

I was used to the traditional groupie with the blonde hair and fake tits, lines around their eyes from partying. Most of them had lived too hard for my tastes. Bristol seemed naïve in an innocent way, even though she was sharp as a tack. I knew she stuck with a life plan—currently college, then on to teaching. She didn’t seem to wander from her path too much. I wondered what she thought of all this. I was sure it was overwhelming, and I needed to be attentive to that so she wouldn’t spook easily.

It got late and everyone started to scatter. The other band was staying in a beach house down the road for the weekend.

I locked up after they left. Bristol washed her plate and set it on the rack to dry as I walked back into the kitchen. She was staring out the window.

I approached her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist.

She jumped. “You scared me.”

“Good.” I smiled against her neck. “What are you looking at?”

“I can barely see the ocean in the moonlight. I was just wondering what the beach looks like.”

I pictured taking a morning walk with her while she was here. Not today since the night was already bleeding into the morning, but at some point. We were the last ones downstairs, and I shut off the lights before leading Bristol upstairs. There were voices and laughter behind the other doors as we walked. I heard what I assumed was Jake since he was the only one with a girl tonight other than me. He said something and a soft moan followed it.

Bristol walked faster. I laughed as she turned her head to look at me.

“That was us earlier.” I opened my bedroom door.

“I told myself nobody could hear it.”

I pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re shy. It’s cute.”

“I’m not usually in situations like this.” She waved a hand between us and blushed again. “I like it though. It’s fun listening to all the stories.”

“It’s a good atmosphere for me. Being around creative people. It feeds my own writing, if that makes sense.” I closed the door behind us.

Bristol strode across the carpet to the balcony. I followed and watched as she looked around, her eyes taking in the chair.

“Is that what you were doing the other night with that girl?”

“Yeah.”

She leaned against the railing and looked over, breathing in the air.

I walked up behind her. “I swear. I would never lie to you.”

She stared back into my eyes. “I believe you. I don’t know why, but I do.”

“I won’t hurt you.” I reached up for one of her cheeks.

She leaned into my palm. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

I stared back at her. “I don’t.”

“Okay.” She nodded and turned back out toward the ocean.

Just like that, her entire demeanor changed and she looked at ease. Bristol seemed mesmerized. “This is great. I love Colorado, but the ocean is something different to me. It’s peaceful.”

“Agreed. I think I need to buy a beach house one day just to get some time to myself.”

She laughed. “I would. I don’t think I’ll be doing that on a teacher’s salary but maybe a vacation in the summer.”

I imagined vacationing with her for a moment. Would we get to that point?

We looked over the dark, swirling water for a few minutes before walking back into the room. I locked the door and watched as Bristol stretched her arms above her head and yawned. She walked over to her bag and rummaged through it. She pulled something out and hid it behind her back. I watched as she looked toward the bedroom door and then grinned back at me.

“Is it locked?” Her voice was soft.

“Yeah.”

“Good.” She walked to the bathroom and closed the door. I heard water running and sat on the bed.

When the door opened, I glanced up and froze.

Holy shit.

Bristol wore a black lace night dress that was fitted and short. She ran a hand through her hair and looked at me as our eyes locked.

“I wanted to wear something special for you. This seemed like it might work.” Bristol walked over nervously.

I reached out a hand to her and pulled her to me, taking in her pale skin underneath the sheer material.

“Is it too cheesy for a rockstar?”

“Hell no.” I growled the words in her ear. “You should always wear something like this. It’s art when you wear it.”

She smiled.

“Every time I see you, it’s like the first time.” I trailed a finger down her thigh.

“Gage…” She pushed a hand through my messy hair as my name came out of her mouth on a labored breath.

I needed to show her how different she was from other women. I pulled her onto me, feeling the heat of her pussy through my shorts as I kissed her deeply.

It didn’t take long for the night dress to come off and I cupped her ass. She moaned into my ear when I dug my fingers into her soft skin. My cock was hard as a fucking rock, straining to get inside her. I kissed down her neck and shoulder as she leaned her head to the side to give me better access. I cupped one of her breasts and pinched her nipple, eliciting a yelp of pleasure. Bristol moved slightly, easing down my body as she pulled my shorts down and released my cock.

She wrapped her small fingers around it and squeezed as I kissed her.

“Jesus fucking hell.”

She slid down my body with my dick still in her hand. Her mouth brushed the tip, and I gripped her hair as she licked me.

“Fuck yeah, just like that.”

She took me in her mouth and I groaned. Bristol was shy in some ways, but I learned one thing the first night we were together. She made an effort to know what I liked and how I liked it.

Her head bobbed up and down on me. I felt a load already rising in my balls. I struggled to get her off me. I wanted to finish in her pussy, not her mouth.

Her eyes fell to the floor as I stood. “You don’t want this?”

I gripped her by the chin and tilted her face up to meet my stare. “Get on your knees. I need your pussy right now.” I growled the words and her eyes widened.

She didn’t move fast enough for what I needed at the moment, so I gripped her hips and flipped her over so that she was on all fours. “Get that ass in the air.”

She responded immediately, seemingly not even thinking it through. I loved how she always did what I said in the bedroom, as if it was an instinct and she didn’t need to think about it.

I glanced down and caught sight of her tight little cunt, glistening in the moonlight filtering through the windows.

My jaw clenched, not out of anger, but just the pure tension that built in my body any time she was near me. I needed to be inside her. I thought I was dying every second I wasn’t buried to the hilt in her tight pussy.

I moved quickly, not even realizing what I was doing. I reached up and gripped her by the neck with one hand as the other lined my cock up with her entrance, then I yanked her back as I drove into her.

Fuck!

I groaned at the way her slick walls gripped me. I was not going to last long, especially after the way she’d just sucked my cock.

I leaned down so that I was next to her ear with my cock buried to the hilt. “See what you do to me, Bristol?” I drove into her from behind.

“Holy shit,” she said on a labored breath.

“You make me crazy. I can’t stop until I’m inside this tight little pussy of yours.” I drove into her again.

The entire bed shook with each collision of our bodies.

“God, don’t stop saying things like that.”

My hand slid up the nape of her neck and into her hair, then I fisted her red locks. “Hold onto something. I’m not stopping until I come inside you.” I pulled her head back so that her ear was right next to my mouth. “And you’ll take every fucking drop of it. This pussy belongs to me.”

I let go of her hair and gripped both of her hips, then full-on fucked her as hard as I could while she seized up underneath me. Her hands gripped the sheets and she moaned my name over and over.

I wasn’t sure how many orgasms she had because I was in a totally different world. I couldn’t stop. She was a drug and I never wanted to get rid of this monkey on my back.

Euphoria ripped through my veins and I couldn’t imagine what life would ever be like without her. Our bodies crashed together over and over until I thought I might pass out. I held it back as long as I could, and finally drove into her so hard she crashed down onto her stomach. I followed her, my chest against her back pinning her to the bed. I let loose and came over and over, blowing deep inside of her.

It was animalistic and primal fucking, but at the same time there was something so intimate about it. I don’t think either of us had ever had better sex. I know I hadn’t. And it was always fast and rough, but maybe that was making love for us. Because I felt closer to her every time.

I gasped for breaths, at the same time caressing her neck with a finger. I loved the breeze through the windows. The smell of saltwater mist and the sound of the waves crashing in the background. I dropped beside her. She was still breathing hard the same way I was. No woman had ever looked so beautiful to me.

“That was…”

“Amazing.” She finished the sentence for me, the word trailing off at the end.

She fell asleep almost immediately, curled on her side. I went to the bathroom then came back and joined her. I buried my nose in her hair and took a deep breath. We were going to sleep as much as she wanted tomorrow. I only had one group thing planned. A few friends were going to meet us at a local seafood place to eat and then we were going to hang out at a dive bar. Bristol wasn’t the flashy club type.

The rest of the day, it was just going to be Bristol, me, and my music. I kissed the top of her head and spooned her. I couldn’t have been happier right then.

* * *

I opened my eyes as sunlight peeked through the windows. I never pulled the drapes closed in this place, even if I woke up earlier than I wanted. I loved the natural light. It was almost like it fed me with a sort of energy. I glanced over to see Bristol hunched under the sheet with a peaceful expression on her face. I picked up my phone to check the time, knowing I could sleep a bit longer. These guys weren’t morning people, and it was safe to assume that Bristol wasn’t getting up anytime soon.

I shrugged off the idea though and climbed out of bed. I grabbed my notebook by the window and once again, stared back and forth between Bristol and the waves.

The words wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t write fast enough.

I got an entire song down in a little under an hour, then climbed back into bed. I slipped an arm around Bristol as I kissed her hair. Listening for a moment, I could hear voices and caught the faint scent of coffee in the air. Bristol stirred beside me and her eyes slowly fluttered open.

She looked around for a second, then stared over at me. “Looks like I made myself comfortable.”

I smiled but didn’t say anything.

“Is anyone else awake?”

“I smell coffee. It would seem so.”

“Coffee? We better hurry then.”

I was in no hurry to get down there, but I’d do whatever she wanted me to do.

She slipped her hand down and gripped my hard cock.

“Don’t stop me this time.” She smiled naughtily at me.

I held my hands up in a mock surrender.

She tugged the sheet down and settled herself between my legs, licking and taking me into her mouth. Goddamn, it was fucking heaven. It didn’t take long for my hand to be full of her hair as I came in her mouth.

She took her time, cleaning me with her tongue, and every time she stared up at me with those soft eyes of her, my cock hardened again.

There was no way she was getting her coffee before I’d fucked her again.

I moved between her legs and slid inside as she moaned. God, her pussy was amazing. This time I went slow and steady. We stared into each other’s eyes, watching each other’s every reaction.

“God, you’re beautiful.”

She leaned up and kissed me. Maybe it was to stop me from complimenting her, but that would never happen. One thing I did know, she hadn’t stopped smiling since she’d gotten here.

I slid a hand down and used a finger to stroke across Bristol’s clit as I fucked her. She came long and hard on my cock, clamping down. Her nails dug into my neck as I watched her eyes roll back.

It was too much to bear, seeing her so vulnerable like that, and before long I was coming inside her once again. Writing music and fucking Bristol was all I wanted to do—for the rest of my life.

* * *

We wandered downstairs to get Bristol some coffee because I thought she might die if she didn’t get it. Afterward, we showered—together—then got dressed in fresh clothes. Bristol was nice and greeted everyone, but then took her coffee out to the deck and stood with Valerie.

I leaned against the counter, sipping a cup of my own as I looked at the blue water.

Jake walked up behind me. “You guys are getting pretty serious, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“You look like you’re living out a romance movie.”

“It’s a beach house in LA. It doesn’t get more romantic than that.” I gave him a smirk and took a sip. “What’s up with you and Val?”

“Not much. She likes to fuck, so it is what it is.”

“What are the plans tonight?” Russ strolled into the kitchen. He looked high as fuck already.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Meeting some friends at Shells for dinner and hitting a bar down the street after.”

He stared back and forth at both of us for a moment, seemingly confused, then pointed a finger at me. “You look right with the redhead.” He glanced outside, and his words came out slow as hell. Jake tried to hold back his laughter.

Russ’s eyes lit up like he’d just thought of something brilliant. “Take her for a walk, bro. She got here too late to see anything last night.”

“Great idea.” I patted him on the back. “Thanks, man.”

I shook my head and laughed again as I grabbed Bristol’s shoes and threw on some flipflops.

I pushed through the back door.

Bristol and Valerie looked over at me.

“Wanna go for a walk? If I’m not interrupting.”

“I’d love that.” Bristol smiled.

I had her sit down and put the shoes on her myself. It was later than I normally liked to walk the beach but still beautiful. Sunrise and sunset was best. Still, the waves were crashing against the sand as she looked out in wonder. I watched her. I loved the beach as much as she did but watching her enjoy it was even better.

We spent a couple hours out there, walking and laughing. I found my favorite little nook in the rocks and pressed her inside for a long kiss. Bristol wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back.

Kissing turned into groping, and groping turned into me keeping watch around the beach as I sank my cock inside her again. I mean, she was wearing a loose little sundress. Had to take advantage of how easy it was to slip it up over her ass and put my cock in her.

Afterward, we made our way farther down the beach. I enjoyed spending time with her and watched as she walked over to the water to plod through the waves. I didn’t want the walk to end, but we were both hungry. Valerie and Bristol paired up to cook breakfast and within thirty minutes, we were seated around the living room eating. I don’t know why I was surprised, but the food was fantastic.

When we were done, Jake and I took Bristol and Val into town to wander around and see the sights before we headed to a different beach. It felt good to relax and get away from writing. I loved writing, but it was a job and taking a break opened my mind up a bit. The girls walked ahead and peered into shops, choosing to wander through some as I tucked the hat over my face. We weren’t mega famous yet, but people still recognized us every day, especially in LA. I just wanted some peace.

After shopping, we hit the other beach when my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was one of the guys meeting us tonight. I scrolled through the rest of my message quickly.

“Bryce is in tonight.”

Jake nodded like he already knew. I had a strange past with Bryce, but we managed to hang out sometimes. He and I shared an ex from a few years ago and she played us both pretty hard.

“As long as he doesn’t bring Kelly I don’t have a problem with it.”

I stared at the water, nodding. I didn’t have feelings for Kelly, at least not after what she did, but was in total agreement. The last thing I wanted was for her to be around Bristol. There’s no telling what she would say.

Bryce still hung out with her as far as I knew, but I had nothing to do with her. She burned that bridge.

We headed back to the house to get ready for dinner and the girls went up to shower. I let them have their moment since they were pretty much sisters, even though I wanted nothing more than to be inside Bristol. I never wanted her to leave my side.

I stayed downstairs with my notebook and jotted some words. I surprised myself when I realized it was more of a ballad than the usual songs I wrote. I knew I’d give it a hard twist, but the words were flowing straight from my pen.

I smiled.

There was something about Bristol’s presence—I didn’t know what it was, but the words were effortless. I thought I might fill five notebooks before she had to go home.

I heard giggles, and the girls walked down together. They were dressed in sun dresses, Valerie in red and Bristol in purple. They didn’t have a lot of makeup on, but it still looked more than casual. Bristol didn’t need any to look beautiful.

I took her in as she walked down the stairs. She was wearing sandals that tied around her ankles and clutched a purse as she laughed at something else Valerie said.

My cock ached already, just at the sight of her.

I wore some jeans and a button-up shirt. I’d showered downstairs before I sat on the couch to write. I tucked the notebook under my arm and stood up as she met my gaze.

“Wow.”

Bristol grinned back at me.

“We ready?” Jake held the door open.

“Definitely.” I couldn’t stop staring at Bristol as we all walked out to the car.