Rock Me

Chapter 1

Nicole Brimington sighed as she passed the Welcome to Westfield sign. "Home sweet home." She muttered to herself. "It's not all bad." Bradley, the lead guitarist of their band told her. She rolled her eyes, "We're retired now Brad, no more concerts, no more tours. Abel, has a wife and a son on the way, you have a horse ranch to help your family with, and Xavier has that book he's having published. What do I have?" She had no family so it was just her. She didn't have a boyfriend or anything.

"Well why don't you get back into BDSM?" He suggested to her. "How long has it been since you've had a good man put you in your place?" Her face heated, giving him his answer. "See you didn't let a relationship get in the way with your career as a musician. Now it's time for you to take some me time."

She ran a hand through her hair, "You're right, I didn't, but now we still have paparazzi following us everywhere we go. I can't have a relationship until they're bored and find someone else to latch on to." He nodded, "I see your point." They became a pain in the ass and nearly tore Abel and his wife apart with the lies they made about him. That was a nasty issue that took months to sort out.

"Maybe you can finally have that house you've always wanted." He brought up. She's talked about having a simple life with a white picket fence. A life she never got to have growing up. She wanted to scoff and laugh but deep down she knew she wanted it. So instead she simply shrugged, "We'll see."

Sabel wiped down the bar as Alison, his soon to be sister-in-law came skipping in. He smiled when she sat down at the bar. He got her a cup of Sprite. "So how is the wedding planning going?" He asked her. She smiled, "It's going great. Tomorrow your mom and my Grams are taking me dress shopping." He chuckled, "Good luck with that." His mother was never huge on shopping, his dads were always the ones to take them out for back to school shopping. His mother was usually tempted to shoot someone.

Alison laughed, "They're not that bad. As long as Grams doesn't try to put a curse on someone." Sabel chuckled, he loved that insane grandmother of hers. She was quite the character. Her whole family was actually but they mean well. "Tonight we're all going to go to Satin. You coming?"  He shrugged, "Don't know."

"It's been over a year since the last time you've been with anyone Sabel. Everytime we go to the club you never leave with anyone. Your brother is starting to think you've gone insane from the lack of sex." She giggled when he rolled his eyes. "And what does Sabrina think?" He asked her. "That you've been sniffing too much alcohol and killed the remaining brain cells you had." She replied. He chuckled, only Eliot and Sabrina. At least the rest of his siblings have backed off.

He wasn't able to be in a relationship, he was far too broken for one. Alison and his mother understood, but it was hard for his siblings to understand. He doesn't want them to understand because in order for that to happen they would have to go through hell and he wouldn't wish that on his worse enemy.

"How are your nightmares?" He asked Alison. It's been nearly two years since the psychopath went after her. It was hard at first for her, but with Eliot's help and guidance she got through it. She smiled softly, "I had one last night, accidentally hit Eliot in the ribs with my elbow. He has a large bruise from it." She felt guilty for hurting him but it was an accident. Despite his pain he still took care of her and worried about himself last.

Sabel chuckled softly and she threw a pretzel at him, "It's not funny Sabel, I feel really bad." She whined. She pouted and he reached over and pinched her cheek. "It's okay Alison. He's a big guy, it takes more than a little girl such as yourself to hurt him." He assured. She swatted his hand away then rubbed her sore cheek.

"Owwy." She said as he refilled the basket of pretzels in front of her. "So what do you want for Christmas?" She asked him curiously. Christmas was only three weeks away and the city was already decorated and covered in snow. He shrugged, "Surprise me." Usually those words he never said around his siblings because some of them are known for their gag gifts. His mother and dad always encouraged it but his father usually stays out of it. He didn't have to worry about Alison though. She was too innocent to be tainted by his siblings. Well her little side was, he doesn't know about her big side.

"I've got to go, really don't want a spanking tonight for being late." She said getting off the barstool. "Bye Sabel!" She said then left as a woman with raven hair came in. He recognized her as the lead singer from Crimson Rose. She was beautiful in person. She had violet eyes thanks to the genetic mutation called Alexandria's Genesis, ivory skin, and nails painted black. She spelled the best kind of trouble that Sabel has never been able to resist.

She gave him a smirk, "Take a picture Tiger, it'll last longer." She sat on the barstool gracefully, her red lips a beautiful temptation. "If you're good I'll even autograph it for you." He chuckled, "And if you're good I won't bend you over and take a belt to your ass." He watched as she bit her lip, her eyes filled with lust.

It has been a while, he realized. Looking at the temptation in front of him, he knew what he needed. "So what can you tell me about the club Satin?" She asked him curiously as she put a pretzel in her mouth. "It's a members only club. Only those experienced with the lifestyle are allowed in. So tell me Bunny, how experienced are you?"

She smiled, "I have memberships in clubs all over the world. After all when on tour a night of fun is always a must have." She never had a night of fun while on tour. Her time was spent ensuring everything was perfect. "Your role?" He asked resting his arms on the bar. She always did love a man with muscles. Especially one that had tattoos. The USMC symbol was on his left arm, and a tribal was his right. "I love it when a strong Dom gets me to submit." She said leaning in till their lips were almost touching.

"What's your name Bunny?" He asked her. "It's Nicole Brimington, but you can call me Nikki, or Bunny if you'd like." She said moving away to eat another pretzel. "And your's Tiger?" She asked him. "Sabel Bishop, but you can call me Tiger if you'd like."

Bishop. The club owner was named Sabrina Bishop. There was also a company and a few restaurants owned by those who have the same last name. "So I take it you Bishop's own the city?" She asked curiously. He scoffed, "No. We just have a rather large family." She nodded, "So can you tell me where the best hotel is? I am looking for a place to stay while I go hunting for a place to plant my ass permanently."

"A beautiful mouth such as yours shouldn't use such foul language." He told her. "Or what, you'll spank me?" She asked, tempting him. "Seeing your ass red would be a beautiful sight but something tells me thats exactly what you want. I'm not into giving bad girls what they want."

If she became any wetter, she would have to use a spatula to remove her pants since she made it a habit not to wear underwear. Standing before her was a man who oozed dominance and she wanted to submit to him now, but she was having so much fun teasing him. "So Tiger, you going to give me directions to a hotel or not?"

He wrote down a hotel on a napkin, "If you ever feel like submitting, my door will be open for you. Just come in a pretty red bow." The smooth wink he gave her, made her so glad she was sitting on a stool. She quickly gathered her confidence, "See you around Tiger." She then turned and walked away.