Page 40 of Rock Star

“I feel so shitty for you, honey,” Phoenix said, slipping her hand into mine as we sat together in the back seat.

“Shh,” I put a finger to my lips. “We’ll talk about it later, okay?”

She glanced at the driver then nodded.

We were silent for the rest of the ride, staring out the windows at London, the inspiration for several of my songs.

I creased my brow. Who the fuck had been shagging my sister?

I won’t rest until I fucking find out.18Our driver dropped us at the entrance to the hotel. I took Firebird’s hand and led her across the lobby to the elevator. “Come to my suite,” I said as we rode up to the second floor. “Mike isn’t there…”

“Sure.” She melded into my side.

The door pinged open and I kept my arm around her as we walked down the corridor.

Inside my room, I laced our fingers together and looked down at her. I wanted her, and I could see by the look in her eyes that she wanted me.

But first we had to talk.

I sat on the armchair next to my bed and pulled her down into my lap. “Sorry you’ve gotten caught up in this mess, sweetheart.”

“I’m here for you, honey.” She stuttered out a sigh. “I keep thinking about who Ella could have been seeing.”

“Me too.”

“I wanna help if I can.” She placed a hand on my cheek. “I just thought of something. Who was it that Hayley replaced as your stylist?”

“Kimberly. She quit right after Ella died.” I shrugged. “I didn’t know her that well. She was kind of quiet.”

Phoenix stroked my beard. “What reason did she give for quitting?”

“I can’t remember.” I shook my head. “Maybe Jake didn’t tell me. It was at a bad time and then I went into rehab.”

“Just one more question.” Firebird looked deep into my eyes. “Who was around when you found Ella that night?”

I averted my gaze. “It’s all a muddle. I’d just snorted a line of cocaine…”

A ball of pain blocked my throat and I groaned.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Phoenix soothed, putting her arms around my neck and pulling my head down for a kiss. “We can talk about this tomorrow. You need to relax and get a good night’s sleep.”

I blew out a breath. “Not feeling very relaxed right now.”

She ran her fingers through my hair, and a smile teased her lips. “I know what will relax you…”

I quirked a brow and smirked. “You do?”

“I do…”

Her pink tongue poked out of the corner of her mouth as she started unbuttoning my dress shirt.

She trailed kisses down my pecs to my abs then unbuckled my belt. “Lift your ass, handsome.”

Puffing out a breath, she pulled down my jeans and underpants, then kneeled between my legs. She looked up at me with shining eyes.

Fuck…

I shunted forward and she kissed my balls, licked up and down my shaft, then sucked me into her hot wet mouth.

“Ah, baby,” I hissed. “That feels so fucking good.”

Problem was, I was kind of huge and she struggled to fit her lips around me. She’d given me head before, and I fucking loved that she did it for me, but I always needed to give her a hand.

I took her fingers and curled them around the base of my cock. “Squeeze.”

She did as I’d asked.

“Open for me, baby.”

She sucked me in, her mouth stretched wide.

I held the back of her head and stepped up the pace, diving deeper and faster, my breaths panting.

With a moan, I fisted her hair. “You’re doing great.”

She bobbed her head up and down, holding me with her lips and sucking until her cheeks were hollow.

“Good girl,” I grunted.

The pressure built and built until it was too intense to contain.

“I’m coming, baby,” my voice rasped.

With a bellow, I spurted into the back of her throat, again and again, coating her tongue with my spunk. She gripped me with her fingers to milk the final stream of cum.

Our eyes locked. She pulled off with a pop and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “I love how you taste, Axel.”

“And I love you, Firebird. So. Fucking. Much.” I pulled her back into my lap. “Your turn now, baby.” I angled my face and kissed her, my mouth crashing against hers, my tongue pushing between her lips.

Breathing through my nose, I unbuttoned her blouse, unclipped her bra and tossed the items of clothing onto the floor. Then I got off the chair and unzipped her skirt, pulling it off along with her knickers.

“Spread your legs wide,” I growled, sitting her back down and kneeling between her knees.

I inhaled her sweet musky scent and she squirmed against my face as I licked her soaking wet pussy.

“Yes, yes,” she moaned.

I put pressure on her clit, sucking and swirling my tongue around it.

“Inside,” she begged. “I want you inside.”

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