Falling Hard (Rocked Love - Vol. 3): Rocked Love, #3

By Emma Brown

Volume 3 of the Rocked Love series!

Juliet Davies - the next hottest thing in the music world. She's smart, she's sexy, she's a full-blown Rock Star.

The tension mounts between Juliet, Ben, and Jesse as the three continue to work together on Juliet’s album. Jesse’s intentions toward Juliet become more solid (and hot!), leading the two toward each other until there’s no turning back...

Meanwhile, Ben discovers that his intentions toward Juliet are far more intense and lasting than he had previously believed, and Juliet is awash in the attention she is receiving from both men, her curiosity overwhelming her.

Could she really be falling for both men at the same time??

And, despite how naughty that sounds, she starts to think that exploring both men actually be a good thing...

Note: Parts of Rocked Love were previously published as Sweet Harmony.

Also includes Sneak Peeks at some upcoming novels!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roja Publishing
• Release date: Nov 14, 2016
• ISBN: 9781540139641

Emma Brown

Emma Brown is an investigative reporter at The Washington Post. In her life before journalism, she worked as a wilderness ranger in Wyoming and a middle school math teacher in Alaska. She lives with her husband and two children in Washington, DC.

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Volume 3 of the Rocked Love series!

Juliet Davies - the next hottest thing in the music world. She's smart, she's sexy, she's a full-blown Rock Star.

The tension mounts between Juliet, Ben, and Jesse as the three continue to work together on Juliet’s album. Jesse’s intentions toward Juliet become more solid (and hot!), leading the two toward each other until there’s no turning back...

Meanwhile, Ben discovers that his intentions toward Juliet are far more intense and lasting than he had previously believed, and Juliet is awash in the attention she is receiving from both men, her curiosity overwhelming her.

Could she really be falling for both men at the same time??

And, despite how naughty that sounds, she starts to think that exploring both men actually be a good thing...

Note: Parts of Rocked Love were previously published as Sweet Harmony.

Also includes Sneak Peeks at some upcoming novels!

~Volume Three~

Ben found himself staring at Juliet as she worked on a vocal track. He and Jesse would only be in town a few more days, and he was consumed by the need to figure out exactly what it was that he and Juliet had between them. After their fight, things had calmed down slightly; their fight, and the reconciliation that had immediately followed it, had given Ben the sense to realize that even if they hadn’t figured anything out, Juliet’s interest in him hadn’t changed—not as yet, anyway. If she wasn’t interested in putting a name to it, or being exclusive, he wasn’t going to pressure her.

Ben had seen her watching his cousin, Jesse, and kept his peace. As rewarding as the makeup sex had been, he didn’t think that getting into another fight would be worth it with so little time left to them. The fact that Jesse knew about he and Juliet meant that the pressure of keeping the situation a secret was off. He went to bed in Juliet’s room without any qualms or sneaking around. Jesse didn’t comment on it, except to shoot Ben a knowing grin when he got up in the morning and came out of Juliet’s room.

Between them, Ben thought, listening as Juliet went over a guitar part for the fifth time, not yet losing her patience for the exercise, he and Juliet were in some ways ideal for each other; he woke up easily in the morning, while Juliet resisted the need to get out of bed until it couldn’t be avoided. He was excellent at cleaning, enjoyed doing it—Juliet hated to clean. Juliet loved to cook, and Ben had never really acquired the ability to prepare much more than frozen foods.

They were both short-tempered, but Juliet was more capable of reining in her anger, taking a deep breath and stepping back. Ben had seen her exercise her will over herself when she was angry; she would close her eyes, her body trembling with the force of her anger, and he would see her chest rise and fall slowly. He could almost hear her counting down from ten in her mind. When she opened her eyes, her jaw would be set, but her voice would be calm and level.

It was another matter altogether when he managed to tease her into a fit of pique. Ben grinned to himself. It was so much fun to push her buttons, to get her good and nettled; particularly now that he had the freedom to diffuse her anger by directing it into lust. The day before, they had taken a break from the studio, and all three of them were laying around in Juliet’s back yard around the pool. Juliet had suggested cold drinks were in order, and went inside to get beers for everyone to celebrate the day off. Jesse, Ben had said to his cousin, feeling the sudden spirit of mischief in himself. Let’s throw her in the pool. Jesse had rolled his eyes at the juvenile prank, but he had also grinned. Jesse was always interested in taking part in a prank.

When Juliet had brought out the beers, Ben and Jesse had both waited for her to set them down on the table before they rushed her, picking her up and tossing her into the pool. Guys! No! Juliet had cried out as they carried her. She came up from underwater and glared up at Ben in particular; she had known that he had been the ringleader. Ben had briefly been distracted by the way her soaked sundress clung to her body.

You were complaining about how hot it was, Ben pointed out, crouching just out of Juliet’s reach on the pool deck. Juliet made a sound like a low growl, crossing her arms over her chest. She dove under the water and kicked to the opposite side of the pool, pulling herself out and turning her back on him. Ben ran around the perimeter of the pool and grabbed her as she was reaching the back door to her house, dripping wet and still thoroughly annoyed with his prank. Ben wrapped his arms around her waist, uncaring of the fact that he would doubtless get wet himself, and kissed her deeply.

You can’t just— Juliet broke away from his lips to say, before Ben sealed her words away again, his hands beginning to wander over her body. The cold water in the pool had made her nipples harden, and Ben felt them through the thin, wet fabric of her clothes with excitement. I mean it, Ben, I’m not going to— Ben’s lips moved down to her neck and he bit the juncture where it met her shoulder, making her moan softly in pleasure. He cupped her breasts, rubbing them slowly in his hands.

If you’re going to swim, you should put on a bathing suit. Or, you know, you could go naked. I wouldn’t have any problem with that. Juliet laughed, giving him a shove and opening the door to step back into the house. She glanced over her shoulder at him defiantly.

Oh? You’d have no problem with Jesse seeing me naked? Ben realized that he had walked right into that and smiled, acknowledging the hit.

We could wait until Jesse goes to bed. Or we could tell him to get lost. Juliet laughed, unzipping her dress and walking away to her bedroom. Ben followed her, leaving Jesse alone. He had felt a stab of familial guilt at leaving his cousin and band mate all by himself, but he was also honest enough to admit to himself that he wasn’t entirely sure that Jesse had honorable intentions in regards to Juliet. He and Jesse had never competed for a woman before, but Ben rather thought that they were—at least in some way—right now.

What had brought him home on the day of the big fight he and Juliet had had was ultimately the chilling realization that, absent, Jesse—who had so recently begun to notice that Juliet existed—might take advantage of the situation. He could hardly blame Juliet for accepting; he’d been acting like an ass, Jesse was gorgeous and had the benefit of knowing her just as long as Ben had, even if he didn’t know her as well.

Ben had decided in the days since their fight that if Juliet did succumb to Jesse’s charms, he wasn’t sure he really wanted to know about it—and he was also certain that it wasn’t ultimately his business to feel jealous or betrayed by her. He could feel betrayed by Jesse all he wanted; even if there wasn’t a relationship between Juliet and Ben in name, there were certain ethics that had to be upheld. But he was also not going to break up the band over a woman, any woman—not even Juliet. Even if Ben thought that he could potentially love her. The thought scared him; he hadn’t really given much thought to the actual emotions behind the idea of settling down.

He had always just thought of settling down as acquiring a wife who would provide him with stability, a mother for the children he wanted to have. He had never considered the possibility that he would fall in love—really, truly in love—with a woman who was another musician, whose life was as unstable as his own, who had demands on her own time. A woman he would have to compromise with. He wasn’t ready to call himself in love with Juliet yet, but he knew there was the strong possibility that he would eventually feel that way for her. The true question was whether or not Juliet did or could feel the same way, and whether or not she would ever settle down.

Ben watched as Juliet pulled the wet sundress over her head, throwing it into the empty bathtub and turning to face him in her wet underwear. Her nipples were still hard, poking at the thin fabric of her bra. Ben felt his cock become quickly, immediately hard at the sight of her so scantily clad. Don’t even think about it, she told him tartly, ruining the effect by the way her lips quivered as she attempted to hold back the smile. Ben crossed the room and rested his hands on her hips, leaning down to kiss her quickly on the lips.

I’m sorry Jesse and I threw you in the pool, he said, unrepentant. He kissed the tip of her nose and licked at her lips teasingly, bringing his hands up to her bra and freeing her breasts. Can you blame me for wanting to give you an excuse to get naked? Juliet rolled her eyes at him, unable to suppress the grin that was curving her lips any longer.

If you want me naked, you should just ask. Ben chuckled, nipping and kissing her neck.

That might have made Jesse uncomfortable. Ben squeezed Juliet’s breasts, rolling her already-hard nipples between his fingers slowly. Juliet moaned, closing her eyes and giving in. Ben unhooked her bra in the back and pressed her body against his, kissing a path down to her breasts and claiming each nipple in turn with lips, tongue and teeth for a few teasing moments.

It would have...made you jealous, you mean, Juliet said between gasps, breaking away from the embrace to slip out of her panties.

Ben appreciated the view of her naked body, enjoyed the fact that she no longer had the slightest shyness about letting him see her; there had been a charm in her modesty, but there was something much more rewarding about the fact that she was now utterly comfortable in his appreciation, that she didn’t try and hide her gorgeous breasts, or cover up her high, firm ass. She picked out a bikini from her underwear drawer and slipped into the bottoms; Ben noticed that they tied at the hips, that the strings were in simple bows instead of knots. Juliet pulled the matching bikini top over her head, arranging the triangles of fabric over her breasts. Tie me? she asked, looking over her shoulder at him coyly. Ben laughed and did as he was asked, making sure not to knot that particular closure—he might want the easy access later.

Juliet pulled on a pair of old, cut-off shorts and a tee shirt, and put her wet hair into a sloppy ponytail, and Ben reached out and grabbed her, drawing her in for a deep kiss. He ran his hands all over her body, nuzzling into her neck and kissing her collarbones.

I could have you naked again in less than three minutes, he murmured, slipping his hand underneath her shirt and wrapping his fingers around the bow he had tied in her bikini string. Juliet pulled his face up to hers and kissed him; Ben tasted the faint flavor of the beer she had taken a sip of on her way back to the pool, the salt of her sweat.

Don’t make me be rude to a guest, she told him, reaching down and poking him in the ribs.

Ben jumped, letting go of the bikini top and laughing. Come on, sexy. Jesse’s been sitting out there all on his own, that’s not good manners.

Ben followed her back out to the pool, picking up a beer and taking a long gulp. He glanced over at his cousin; the outfit that Juliet was wearing was not lost on Jesse. Ben wondered what would have happened if Juliet had taken his joking comment seriously and had walked out of her house naked. He knew his cousin well enough to know that Jesse would not make a move right in front of him. He would wait until he could have Juliet all to himself for a while. Ben stifled the sense of jealousy the idea of Jesse putting the moves on Juliet inspired. If Jesse did it, then he would have to deal with it. As yet he’d been too much of a coward, too comfortable in letting sleeping dogs lie, to challenge it or let himself feel honestly betrayed by the idea. He couldn’t even be mad at Juliet if she did it. Maybe, he thought, he should give her permission.

He knew that Juliet had a crush on Jesse—had had a crush on him since sometime in their teens—and he also knew that Jesse, appealing though he may be to so many women everywhere, was not right for Juliet. It may be conceit, Ben conceded to himself, but he felt like he and Juliet were right together, even with their fights.

Since you and Ben so charitably gave me the idea, Juliet said, grinning at both. I’m going to go swimming. You’re both welcome to join me if you want. She peeled her shorts off and slipped out of her shirt, diving into the deep end of the swimming pool. Her bright red hair had darkened slightly in the water, floating behind her in the ponytail she had put it in, making her look like some postmodern Ariel.

All she needs is a fishtail, Jesse commented, echoing his thought. Ben smiled at his cousin, taking another long pull of his beer and trying to be as subtle as possible about shifting his throbbing, hard cock into a more comfortable position in his pants. He wondered if Jesse was having similar troubles.

Before he could ask, Juliet surfaced, pushing a few stray strands of hair out of her face and adjusting the bikini top to avoid exposing her breasts. Ben thought that no one in the back yard with her would have minded. Could one of you gentleman bring me my beer? she asked, pulling herself up onto the deck on her arms. Ben was happy to oblige, and just a moment faster than Jesse. Ben decided to sit on the edge of the pool, dipping his feet in the cool water.

They decided that, since they had the whole day off, they would go out that evening instead of staying in. Ben knew that Juliet felt a little guilty that their off-hours had mostly been spent at home, but he and Jesse had understood; when you worked on an album, that was the best course.

They had not been bored—while Juliet only played a few games, he and Jesse had battled each other on her Xbox, and Juliet had watched them, offering commentary and jokes. Juliet and Jesse had taken turns showing off their cooking skills, and they had gone bowling one evening when the three of them had all gotten bored of being either in the house or in the studio. But Ben had to admit that the idea of actually going out appealed to him; maybe Jesse would find a woman to keep company with for the evening, and he wouldn’t have to even concern himself with what might happen between him and Juliet.

They decided to start the night out with dinner, and Ben followed Juliet into her room, wrapping his arms around her from behind. We could shower together and save time, he suggested, kissing the nape of her neck. Juliet let her head fall forward and Ben’s hands wandered over her body, caressing her all over through her bikini. Juliet chuckled, leaning into his caresses and moaning softly as he began to tease her nipples.

We are not going to save any time doing that, Juliet replied, turning around in his arms and kissing him quickly. Jesse always takes forever to get ready anyway.

She led Ben into the master bathroom. Ben reached out and pulled at the strings of her bikini top, untying it easily. He followed with the other set of strings at the nape of her neck, and the top fell away from Juliet’s body. Ben turned Juliet around and let his hands fall down to her hips, reaching for the ties of her bikini bottoms. He kissed her slowly and deeply, guiding the wet fabric down her body until it fell to the floor.

Ben had never quite lost his arousal from a few hours earlier; even as he had been swimming, he had been aware of how much of Juliet’s body he could see, how easy it would be to grab her and draw her close in the pool, guiding the bikini aside to have full access to every part of her body. The only thing stopping him was Jesse’s presence with them.

Ben nipped at Juliet’s neck, cupping her full breasts and massaging them slowly. Her skin was still cool from swimming, but quickly heated up in his hands, her nipples hardening against his palms as she let out another little moan of pleasure. One of the things he enjoyed so much about Juliet was her ready response to the physical; over and over again, every time he touched her, she was like a live wire in his hands, leaning into him, making those beautiful sounds without any self-consciousness.

If he had let himself think about it before they had started having these trysts, he would have potentially considered it possible, but the reality of her easy lust was so incredibly gratifying, in ways he would not have been able to imagine. It went beyond being able to manipulate her out of her fits of pique; he was utterly fascinated by her—had been for years.

Adding the catalogue of her sexual responses to his knowledge of her only added to his sense of interest in her. At moments—terrifying and exhilarating—Ben thought that, if things worked out between them, he could happily spend months, years, exploring the heat between them.

Ben broke away from his assault on Juliet’s willing body to turn on the water in the shower. As he waited for the water to warm up, he slipped out of the shorts he had worn into the pool, along with his boxer-briefs. He felt Juliet’s gaze on him and pulled her close, crushing her breasts against his chest and kissing her hungrily. Juliet’s hands wandered over him, touching him everywhere all at once, and Ben groaned into her lips, stepping into the shower and bringing her with him into the hot water. He carefully pulled the elastic from around her ponytail and ran his fingers through her hair, feeling her tremble in his arms.

I don’t think you have any idea how incredibly hot you are, Ben murmured, his lips barely separated from hers. The entire time we were swimming, all I wanted to do was hold you up against the wall and just... he nipped at her bottom lip, running his tongue over it slowly. Get you naked. Juliet grinned, pulling him more fully into the spray with her. Ben leaned in and brought one of her breasts up to his mouth, hot water pouring over him as he claimed her nipple, sucking and licking, barely grazing his teeth across the sensitive skin.

Juliet picked up her soap, lathering it between her hands and giving Ben a gentle push out of the water. She started at his shoulders, sliding her slick, soapy hands over his chest and arms, wrapping her arms around him to reach his back. Her eyes blazed as she worked her way down his back, reaching his ass and almost massaging it with the rubbing motions of her hands.

You have such a nice ass, Benji, she murmured, leaning up onto the balls of her feet to kiss him on the lips. Her hands worked back around to his front and she moved from his abdomen to his hips, torturing him by taking her time. Ben closed his eyes, letting out a hiss of pleasure as she reached his cock, carefully and thoroughly soaping him up. This is nice, too, she told him, her hand tightening around him, pumping him slowly. Ben opened his eyes, grinning and guiding Juliet into the flow of the water.

Just nice? he asked, picking up the soap. He worked up a good lather and pulled her out of the water, running his hands over her chest and arms. Ben took the opportunity to tease Juliet, pinching and rolling her nipples between his slippery fingers until she let out a tiny, involuntary cry of pleasure. He slowly moved down from her breasts to her hips, spreading the soap all over her until he reached her pussy. He gave Juliet a mischievous glance, barely cupping her sex in one hand.

It’s really nice, Juliet replied, almost whimpering with need. Ben chuckled, letting one finger barely slide between her labia. It’s awesome, she added, looking up at him with lust. Ben leaned in and kissed her neck as he rubbed her pussy, first soaping her up and then purely interested in increasing her arousal; he found her clit and stroked it firmly. After several moments of teasing her, he pulled her with him into the shower stream again, watching the water sluice over her limbs, her breasts. He decided, abruptly, that he couldn’t take any more—he had to have her.

Ben wrapped his arms around Juliet’s waist and lifted her carefully, pinning her against the wall of the shower with his hips pressed up against hers. Awesome, am I? he asked her, guiding his cock up against her wet pussy. Juliet wrapped her legs around him, leaning back against the wall and running her fingers through his hair. Ben made sure his feet were firmly planted on the shower floor, one against the wall and the other against