I interrupted him before he could continue. "What the fuck man? I don't need fucking rehab!” I shouted, balling my hands into fists at my sides. Court took a step forward and stopped directly in front of me, pinning me under his steel gray eyes.

"Take a look around you, Linc! This is not what you refer to as a little partying. This, my friend, is you, spiraling out of control. You're going to crash, and you're going to crash hard. Think about all of your fans. Is this the kind of thing you want plastered all over the tabloids? Fans don't stick around for some washed-up drug addict who can't produce a good show or CD. I'm not saying that's where you're at now, but you're headed there at warp speed. If your career means anything to you, you'll get your shit together. Whether you need rehab, fucking therapy or a damn under water basket weaving class, if it will help you get yourself straightened out, I suggest you do it,” he stated, poking his finger into my chest.

"Or what?" I asked, provoking him, simply because it amused me.

"Or, I'll hire a babysitter, someone to watch you 24-7," he proclaimed, arching his brow as if daring me to say something else.

Okay, so that's how we're going to play this.

"I guess you’d better start the interviews, because I'm not going to therapy," I said and stormed off to my bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

Babysitter my ass.

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Two Weeks Later

I grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the counter and crossed the room to where Levi and Chance were sitting on the sofa, each with a girl in his lap. The blonde in Levi's lap had already stripped out of her shirt and was wearing only a short skirt and a black push up bra. She had her face buried in his neck, while he palmed one of her large breasts. The woman sitting with Chance, was making him work a little harder for what he wanted. He kept trying to move his hand up her skirt, but she pushed it away every time. Fuck that was funny. I don't think anyone has ever denied that boy anything. Girls are usually a sucker for his green Mohawk and piercings. I tipped the bottle up to my lips and took a healthy gulp, enjoying the after burn as it traveled down my throat. "Where's Jinx?" I shouted over the music. Chance looked up from the Redhead on his lap.

"I saw him walk in his room about an hour ago with some chic hot on his heels," he said.

"There you are," I heard a voice purr behind me. I then felt someone slip their arms around my waist and bury their nose in the crook of my neck, sucking on my skin. I could recognize that cheap perfume anywhere. I turned into her and grabbed her hip with one hand, pulling her hard against my body, and digging my fingers into the cheeks of her ass.

"I was wondering when you were going to show up." I said, brushing my lips up her neck and nipping at her ear. I met Willow in the bar last night and brought her back to my room, where we did some very dirty things. I wasn’t against hitting that again.

"Did you miss me, baby?" Her syrupy sweet voice purred. She has the kind of voice that, if I were sober, it would sound like nails on a chalkboard, but since I wasn’t sober at the moment, it was something I could definitely overlook.

"I missed that sweet pussy of yours," I whispered, slapping her ass with my free hand, whilst taking another healthy drink of whiskey. "You ready to fuck a rock star baby?" I asked. I walked her to my bedroom and closed the door, leaving all the other assholes to do whatever it is they like to do.

I need this. Court didn’t understand that I fucking need this. I needed the drugs, the alcohol, and I definitely needed the pussy. Those were the only things that keep my demons at bay, otherwise, I'd go fucking insane. I crashed my lips into hers, walking her backward until the backs of her legs hit the bed and she fell down. She looked up at me with seductive blue eyes and began to wiggle out of her short denim skirt, exposing all of her sun kissed skin. I pulled a condom from my pocket and made quick work of my t-shirt and jeans, while never taking my eyes off the strip tease Willow was performing in front of me. I stepped out of my gray boxers, letting my hard cock spring free. She licked her lips and lifted herself up onto her elbows, watching as I rolled the condom on and stepped between her legs. I wrapped her legs around my hips and jerked her hard against my throbbing dick. Her head fell back onto the bed and a sexy moan escaped her pouty pink lips.

"Mmm."

I slid my finger through her slit and coated my finger with her juices. "You're a very dirty girl," I teased and she moaned again. "The first time is going to be fast. I need it fast and hard," I said as I fisted my dick and pumped it a few times before slamming into her, balls deep. I plunged into her, over and over, while circling her clit with my thumb. I needed this release and I needed it now. I pulled out and flipped her over so that she lay on her stomach; her ass is in the air. I bent forward and slid my tongue along her slit causing her breath to hitch. I dug my fingers into her hips as I slid into her in one hard thrust. "Don't hold out on me baby. Tell me how I make you feel," I said, slapping her ass while pounding into her wet pussy over and over.

"You're the best, Linc," she breathed. "You're the fucking best. You make it hurt so well," she declared with a moan. I reached around to pinch and roll her nipple between my fingers, causing her to scream out in pleasure.

"That's it baby, let it out. Are you ready? You’d better be, because I am," I announced, thrusting into her a few more times, causing her to lose control. She fell over the edge just before I shattered into a million pieces. I fell on top of her sweaty body and we both lay there, gasping for air while coming down from the intense orgasm that I just gave both of us.

Linc

I didn't think it would be a problem when Jinx told the band that his sister, Honesty, would be traveling with us this time around. He warned every one of us that she was off-limits to us. I didn't see that being a problem, since the last time I saw her was over a year ago and she was just this awkward girl who looked like she should be heading up a Daisy do-gooder group somewhere. My memory of her looked nothing like the dark haired beauty standing alongside Jinx right now. This girl was all curves, creamy skin, pink pouty lips, and emerald green eyes. She was the star of every boy's wet dream and every man's dirty fantasy. I knew that I was probably going to hell for even thinking that way about her, but, damn! I was lucky that Jinx couldn’t read my mind, because I'm pretty sure that he would have pounded me into the ground for the X-rated thoughts that I was having about his sister. How in the hell was I supposed to be around her for three months and not touch her, especially with the way she was eye fucking me? There was something hiding behind those eyes, behind that sweet, innocent exterior and I was dying to find out what she was keeping locked away.

The bus ride to Nashville was fucking hell. We all decided it would be best to give Honesty the bedroom in the back of the bus since she needed more privacy than we did. It was kind of hard to get used to not walking around half naked whenever we wanted, and keeping a lid on the bad language was even harder. Levi didn't lock the bathroom door yesterday and she walked in on him when he was getting out of the shower. Needless to say, he learned his lesson when she got an eye-full of his junk. I thought his face was actually redder than hers. I've been fucking hard for the last eight hours just from her sweet smell wafting throughout the bus. I’d take vanilla and jasmine any day over the usual body odor and ass crack that normally hangs in the air.