Save Me (Rock Romance #4)

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by A. L. Wood


  “I’m Layla.” She says while shaking my hand.

  “Abby and I are going to head out, I just came over to let the guys know. You good?” I overhear Gage say to Liam.

  I don't hear his response but assumes its okay as Gage then pulls me into his side and whispers in my ear. “Ready babe?”

  His voice makes me shiver, “yeah.” I say almost breathless.

  “I’ll see you girls in the morning.” I yell over to Selena and Raven.

  “Is a hotel fine with you?” Gage asks while closing the cab door behind him.

  “Yeah, that’s good with me.”

  Gage directs the driver to a hotel that’s only a few blocks away, when we arrive he tosses money to the driver and pulls me out of the cab behind him.

  “I’ll wait out here while you get a key.” I say nervously.

  “You're not going to run are you?”

  “I promise, I’ll be waiting right here.”

  He nods and walks into the front doors of the hotel. The longer I wait for him, the more my nerves start to frazzle. I have never been the one night, no strings attached type of girl. Sure, I haven't had sex in what seems like forever. But that was because I was in a committed relationship while touring, I didn't expect to come home a few days early from my first tour that I was managing, due to one of the band members having a family emergency and had to cancel the last show. Nor did I plan on walking into my boyfriend at the time's apartment to surprise him, only to find in sleeping in bed with another woman.

  I caused a scene, then I swore off relationships. I didn't have to commit myself to anyone, nor did I need sex to survive. But having sex with Gage has been on my to-do list since I hit eighteen. He was the person I swore I would find a way to meet and make him fall madly in love with me. That plan is long gone though, I don't need love to live a happy life. But sex will surely do.

  Gage comes back outside after he’s gotten a room. “Are you sure you want to do this? If you don't, I can get a cab to take you home.” He asks sweetly.

  “I do want to do this, I’m just nervous because I don't normally meet men and agree to a one night stand.”

  “We’ll take it slow.” He reassures me.

  He places his hand on my lower back and leads me into the hotel. We step into the elevator and he presses the button for the floor our room is on. All the while I keep telling myself to remain calm, his hand on my back isn't doing me any favors. Do not freak out. I’m confident that this is many girls’ dreams, to be able to spend one night in bed with Gage Rykers.

  The elevator doors slide open and he leads me to our room. Gage unlocks the door and I follow him in. The room is gorgeous and expensive. It’s not a suite, but the room just as elegant. In the center of the room is an overstuffed king size bed layered with an enormous amount of pillows. On the left side situated in a corner is a Jacuzzi tub surrounded by tiled mirrors. This place was meant for sex. I stand at the end with my mouth hanging open as Gage walks over to the tub, bending over to turn the water spout on.

  “A bath will help calm your nerves.” He says after pouring some bubble bath in, apparently the hotel accommodates for everything. “Why don't you undress and get in while I pour us something to drink.” He suggests.

  I move closer to the tub as he moves to the other side of the room. A bar lines the wall stocked with glasses for all drinking needs and an ice bucket; that’s already filled. Underneath the counter is a small refrigerator that he opens and I notice, it’s completely furnished with alcohol. He pulls out a bottle, I don't see the label. Instead, I start undressing while he’s busy pouring. I quickly slide my clothes off and step into the tub before he’s finished.

  I make sure that all my female parts are covered by the bubbles before he looks my way. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, the water is warm and the jets are relaxing. I immerse myself into relaxation so much that I don't hear him approach.

  “Would you like your drink?” he whispers in my ear. His breath is warm on my neck and it sends shivers straight to my inner core.

  I slowly open my eyes and answer. “I’ll take it now.” I say in a ragged out of breath tone that I don't recognize as my own voice. I don't think any man has ever worked me up so quickly. I reach my hand out to take the glass from his hands. While I wrap my small fingers around the stem of the flute, his fingers gracefully flutter over mind. Again, he takes my breath away. My arm locks, glass in hand stretched out between us. If our eyes were limbs, we would be smothering each other with touch.

  His long eyelashes flutter with each blink he makes and for a moment I believe that I see deeper into his soul that there is someone in there begging for escape. For warmth and love. As quick as it came, he masks it. His eyes are back to normal, staring at me with hunger and desire. I can’t help but to fall deeper in lust with him.

  I down the glass of champagne that he gave to me and set it on the rim of the bathtub. “Why don't you join me?” I ask on a seducing rasp. Throwing my anxious thoughts to the wind.

  Gage downs his drink and places it back on the counter before making his way back to the bathtub. He tosses his hat on the floor and slowly pulls his shirt over his head. I gasp, his chest is free of hair, and his nipples are pierced. He has a small trail of hair starting at his belly button leading to the V between his hips. His abdominal muscles are corded in an eight pack and all I can think about is how I want to run my tongue over every defined line on his body. He catches me staring in awe.

  “Like what you see?” He brazenly asks.

  “Mmmm.” Is all I manage out.

  He kicks his shoes off, then slowly unbuttons his jeans pulling them down. I can see the rigid outline of his hard member through his boxer briefs, my breathing is coming out in short gasps. He pulls his boxer briefs down and reveals a gloriously thick and long cock.

  “Sit up.” He demands when approaching the tub.

  I do as he asks. He slides in behind me and pulls me back up against him so my ass is on his lap and I can feel the pressure of him in the area I need him the most. It twitches and I moan out loud, I cover my mouth with my soapy hand.

  “Don’t hide that from me, I want to hear it all. I’ll take it slow though because I want to hear you all night.” He says while tugging my hand away from my mouth.

  “Relax against me, I can feel how tense you are.” He whispers breath hot on my neck.

  I allow myself to relax against him as he suggested, my body contours to his perfectly. I close my eyes as his fingers start swirling bubbles along my arms. He starts at my fingers and ends his ascend at my clavicle bone. Back and forth he gently glides his fingers against my skin.

  This man is barely touching me yet I feel so close to combustion. How is this possible? With each stroke, I can feel his heart pulsating against my back and his breathing getting more ragged.

  His fingers stroke my back up to my shoulders, then my neck and instead of going back down my arms he slides his hands over my nipples. He gently pinches then massages as if to apologize for the slight sting.

  I begin to slowly grind against him as he starts to place rushed kisses on my neck. One hand remains on my breast and the other slowly glides over my other breast and my stomach. Leaving tingles in its wake. He finds the spot I want him at the most.

  My clitoris.

  I pull my free hand behind me and clutch at his neck, holding his lips to my shoulder while pressing myself into him. He rubs my clit feverishly, while occasionally dipping a finger into my entrance.

  “Turn around.” He demands on a ragged breath.

  I place each leg on the outside of his, slowly sitting myself over his hard member. I have all I can do to not just shove him inside of me. Instead, he focuses on my lips. He wraps his hand around my neck and brings my lips to his, but stops right before they meet.

  I look into his eyes, about to question why he stopped. That look, the look of feeling is back. The more-than-lust look and I cave. I meet his lips roughly, I demand he opens for me
and I thrust my tongue in. Tasting him, savoring in his scent.

  My hands grope the back of his head, pulling closer to me as if I can’t get enough. He grasps his hands in my hair and pulls me closer to him as well. I start undulating my hips against his massive cock. Rubbing my clit over him back and forth.

  Gage untangles his fingers from my hair to roughly grab at my ass, meeting the friction of my hips. The more I rub against him, the harder I feel him grow beneath me, something I didn’t think could happen.

  “Let’s get out of the tub,” he says on a groan.

  As much as I don’t want to disconnect myself from him, the waters already starting to chill. So I slide off his lap and standup, in all of my naked glory. I carefully step out of the bath onto the carpeted floor of the hotel room, not caring that I’m trailing water with me. Gage follows out behind me.

  “Lay down on the bed.” He says his voice husky.

  I follow his direction and lay in the middle of the bed. Feeling awkward I lay my hands to my side, unsure what to do with them and my legs tightly closed. Waiting for him causes doubts over my actions to surface. You will not regret this in the morning. I tell myself. How many bars are in Boston? And Gage Rykers walks into the one I’m in.

  Regrets are a waste.

  “You here with me?” I hear Gage say, shaking me out of doubts.

  There is only the here and now.

  “I’m here.” I say shakily.

  He lays down next to me on the bed, gently tracing his fingers over my skin. Soon after his tongue follows suit and trails where his finger just were. While sucking at my nipples, he slowly parts my thighs with his hand and gently coaxes his fingers in between my lips below. The first thrust of his fingers causes me to moan out. He closes his lips on mine capturing the moan while resuming his tortuous seduction with his fingers.

  His cock is hard and rigid at my hip and his lips are everywhere, my mouth to my nipples to my neck. I slowly lift my hand up from my side and close my fingers around him tightly, I move my hand up and down. I swipe my thumb over the tip that’s oozing pre-cum.

  “I need you, right now.” He says looking into my eyes for confirmation.

  “Yes.” I agree.

  Gage gets up off the bed, walks over to his jeans and pulls a condom out of his wallet. He tears the packet open quickly and coats it down over his cock. He climbs back onto the bed and settles himself in between my legs.

  I didn’t expect Gage to be a missionary type of guy.

  He lays down over me, one of his arms holding himself up and his other hand starts brushing my jaw. He allows his fingers to linger on my open lips, “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He says staring into my eyes.

  There’s that emotion again, the one I can’t place a label on- it’s just more. More than just lust. My eyes stay locked with his as he comes in for a kiss.

  This one’s different, it’s slow and sensual like he’s savoring the taste and feel of me, and I’ll be damned if I don’t do the same to him. I can taste the champagne on his tongue mixed with a light wintergreen flavor. I wrap my arms around him and clutch his body to mine, meshing to one another.

  He pulls away from the kiss briefly, to look back into my eyes. While staring at me, he brings one hand down and places his cock at my entrance. He shoves his other arm underneath my shoulders, pulling me closer to him. His other hand clenches my jaw and kisses me at the same moment he thrusts into me.

  I yell out loud at his wanted intrusion into my body. He hushes me with his lips and stays at a slow and steady pace. He kisses me once again while his other hand slides down to my breast and pinches my nipple. I bite his lip in retaliation, which in turn causes him to speed up his thrusts into me.

  I can feel myself dripping wet all over his cock, with every deep thrust of his cock it builds the plateau to orgasm. I can feel myself edge closer and closer, this is probably the fastest I have ever reached that spot.

  “I can feel your pussy clenching my cock. You’re close aren’t you?”

  “Yes, fuck yes I am.”

  He wraps his free hand around my neck to use my body as leverage as he starts pounding in and out of me. I grab at his back unintentionally, my hands are on his ass shoving him into me harder. I can feel his harsh and ragged breathing on my neck, he’s close.

  I pull him away from my neck to my face, begging for the touch and feel of his lips as my climax hits the top.

  When he finally gives me what I want, I explode. He keeps kissing me while riding out my orgasm before he gives into his.

  He stays sheathed within me for a few minutes before getting off me. I lay there not saying a word, enjoying what time I have left with him.

  At any moment, I expect him to ask me to go, or maybe leave himself.

  Oddly that’s not what happens.

  “Want to stay the night with me?”

  Unknowingly I must have an odd look on my face because he explains.

  “I did say one night, right? I promise it won’t be so bad and I’ll let you sleep.”

  “I’ll stay, if you’re sure that’s what you want.” Please, please say that it’s what you want.

  “I want you to stay.”

  “Okay, I won’t leave until you tell me to.”

  We end up lying in bed for a few hours talking, the topics stayed on the threshold of being intimate. We didn’t discuss anything deep, we didn’t go into the past or the future and lifelong dreams. He didn’t propose love and marriage. We did end up having sex twice more before we both passed out from exhaustion.

  That’s where everything went wrong, where my first- and only regret ever happened. I should have just stayed in bed.

  Then there would have been a possibility at having a friendly goodbye.

  Chapter 2

  Liam, Layla, Zepp, Jason and I decided to spend the night out in a rundown bar that Layla works in. I tagged along because I hadn’t had any in weeks. Living with Ryan and Natalie has some setbacks, so far though the good has far outweighed the bad. Out of respect for them and their home there’s no way I would bring someone around there.

  Relationships are out of the question at the moment. Ryan has multitasking down, he can run circles around me as it is. He’ll have no problem touring and taking care of his soon to be wife and his newly born child. I don’t have that kind of talent, nor do I have the time. I enjoy sleep and no commitments. Women either want every second of free time that I have or a credit card with no limit. Usually the latter, neither of which I am willing to give to just anyone.

  If your family, I’ll do whatever I can or have to; no questions asked ever. A one-nighter groupie, on the other hand, will walk away with empty pockets, an empty heart and a mind full of memories. That’s all I’m willing to give.

  We spend an hour or so throwing back shots before Liam and Layla escape to the dance floor. Those two are either in denial or really have no clue as to how attracted they are to one another, I can’t wait to watch this one play out.

  While there dancing I glide my eyes over the other partiers that are also partaking in a night of drunkenness. I spot a curvy blonde haired beauty talking to what I’m guessing is her friends. I quickly decide that she could be the one for tonight, to confirm it though I have to get closer. To make sure she isn’t a crazy ass. I don’t need another stalker that shits in the past, nor do I need a woman who wants to latch her claws into me for the mere fact that I’m wealthy. Most women are liars and are only out for themselves. I’ve made mistakes in the past, mistakes I’m more careful now not to make.

  After she takes a few shots, I notice she shoves herself into the throng of the dancing mass with two of her friends towing in behind her. I need to get closer. When I find her on the dance floor she’s surrounded on two sides by the two girls who followed her in, I decide that taking the action approach will get me noticed by her.

  I grab her hand and bring it to her stomach, pushing her back against my chest. “Hey babe, you want to dance?” I ask her, eve
n though I’ve already started rotating my hips.

  “Seems like you don’t care for my answer to begin with.” She retorts.

  A feisty one she’s going to be.

  I mock a sympathetic tone, “oh, don’t be like that. Of course, I care.”

  Apparently she didn’t like what I said because she shoves my hand away and continues dancing with her friends.

  Tonight might be a challenge so it seems.

  I go back to our small table hidden in the shadows of the bar. Jason and Zepp are still seated downing the remains of their current drinks.

  “She wasn’t impressed with you, was she?” Jason says mocking my already inflated ego, even if it is rightfully so.

  Jason starts laughing, and the taunting begins.

  “Fuck you guys. She was feeling it, she just has an appreciation for the chase that’s all.” I reply, confidently.

  The waitress returns shortly after asking if we’d like to order. The guys order some damn fruity drink that Layla introduced them to, I order a couple of shots of vodka. I down them as I watch the stranger from the dance floor. She’s back at the bar with friends. She doesn’t seem happy, her eyebrows are furrowed and her face is locked in a grimace.

  I could be a gentleman and save her, but will she accept it?

  “Good luck,” Zepp says as I walk away from the table.

  “There you are, you ran away from me. If you wanted a drink all you had to do was say so. No need to be so rude.” I say while laughing at her. Attempting to release the tension from her current predicament.

  “Gage Rykers?” She asks.

  Fuck. I would have rather gone through this night pretending to be a Mike, than her to know my actual identity. “Here I was thinking the beanie would disguise me and no one would find me out. What are you drinking? Want another one?” I quickly say trying to change the subject of who I am.

  She may know my name and my profession. Even so, she doesn’t know me. If she did, she’d be running.

  Her face remains frozen in a shock like state for a bit before she recovers. “Sure. Malibu with pineapple juice.”

 

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