Rock Star Rebel (Rising Rock Star) by Emily Kee Page B

on to stadiums in no time. While he started opening for other bands, on his next tour, he’d be the main attraction. He was a bona fide star – and his ego was growing with each new event.
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    Finally wrapping the tour, opening for the super band Macho Magnitude on a few gigs, and playing smaller venues on his own, he was ready for the next go round. They’d be taking a six week break and then revealing the tour dates for his very own tour – with Simon as the main event. Another eight weeks, and he’d start a six month bus tour across the country.
    His agent, his manager, and the studio heads were lining him up for as a summer sensational tour, targeting the women that threw their panties on stage, and would spread the word through social media. It was a new age, and his more mature looks got him a wide fan base. From teens to their mothers, people were singing along to Simon Thrasher’s rock ballads, and bopping their heads to his more up-tempo latest hit – My Sugar.
    It was weird to see the audience sing the lyrics back to him so openly, when the lyrics of the song clearly were about his seed shooting out of his cock covering a woman with “his sugar”. He loved the raunchy, over the top words, but the coolest thing ever was seeing his audience plead with him to do his humping routine on stage. He’d pull someone from the audience, and dry hump her from behind, while singing about how he was going to cover her with “my sugar”. The audience went wild at the crowd favorite.
    The song was soaring on the charts, and he wasn’t complaining. Rock stars and sex go together hand in hand – and he was loving life.
    As the final pieces of his show were coming together, he was getting ready to start up again. As his manager pulled everyone together for a meeting, Sadie Mustang caught Simon’s eye. She was sitting to the side, her hair pulled up in a high, tight ponytail, with her red framed glasses making a statement.
    She was pretty, shame she looked so uptight. Glancing up, Simon caught her eye. He smiled at the girl, but she simply looked through him, and then turned her attention back to the man speaking.
    As the meeting wrapped, Sadie gathered her notebook and stood to leave the room. Simon caught up with her, “Hey,” he said, not remembering her name at first.
    Sadie turned, “Hi, can I help you with something?”
    “It’s Sadie, right? You want to grab a bite to eat?” He stood beside her in faded jeans and a tight, black t-shirt. The stubble on his face only made him cuter, and Sadie caught her breath.
    “Umm, no, I have work to do, but thanks.” She wanted to do more than lunch with him, but Simon was off limits. Her hormones kicked into overdrive when he was around – how could they not. He was a great looking guy, but she had plans, and they included swindling the man, skimming from the tour’s take, and then getting the hell out of dodge. Falling for the main attraction didn’t fall into Sadie’s retirement plans. She had visions of a beach and tall, fruity drinks in the sun – not of an affair with a singer.
    Don’t let your hormones blow the scam, she thought. She’d worked too hard and long to position herself here – and this big tour was exactly what she was waiting for. They’d be scoring huge amounts of money with ticket and merchandise sales, and even a small take of that would set her up nicely.
    Simon wasn’t used to being turned down, “What do you mean no? Come on, keep a star happy,” he said enthusiastically, pouring on his charm, “besides, I could use some company.” His dimple made him damn near irresistible.
    “I can’t, but thanks,” she said walking away. It took everything inside of her to keep walking.
    Simon stared as she turned at the end of the hallway, her ass swaying side to side. I need to fuck that ass, he thought. She might think she’s playing hard to get, but he was up for a challenge.
    Their big opening night was in Atlanta, with upcoming stops