Kate could feel the younger woman’s disgust, venom ready to spew out of her thin-lipped mouth, as her eyes hung on the arm that Gage had wrapped tightly around Kate’s waist.
“What do you want Chloe?” Gage replied, annoyance bursting across his face.
Kate’s ears filled with Chloe’s kittenish giggle and she couldn’t help but stare at the long column of her delicate throat and how everything about the woman was so sexy and feminine. Barely twenty-three, she had already been linked to many of the most handsome and successful stars in the business.
And yet, from what Kate had heard, Gage had been the one to call it quits. Kate couldn’t believe any man – even a guy like Gage, could ever say no to a woman like Chloe. But as Gage’s hand roamed up Kate’s back to clasp her neck in a deliberate gesture, she had a feeling he was trying to send a very strong message. Her suspicion was confirmed when she saw Chloe’s green eyes darken as Gage’s fingers rested possessively at the inner base of Kate’s shoulder.
“Now this isn’t your usual type.” Chloe murmured, eyes flickering over Kate disdainfully. “I mean, I know Chase’s parties can get rather wild, but I’m sure you don’t need a handler to keep you in line.”
Kate bristled; the barb wasn’t lost on her. She felt a flame of anger rise to the surface of her chest, and she was about to respond when Gage wrapped his arm around her neck, pulling her into a tight embrace.
“Handler? Oh, Kate’s not a handler, Chloe, and this sexy little thing is definitely not here to keep me in line.” He replied gingerly, turning to nuzzle Kate’s cheek with an affectionate grin. “If anything, she’s the naughty one, about to have her wicked way with me.”
Kate squirmed at the touch of Gage’s intimate lips, while she held her gaze pinned to the obviously smarting Chloe who smiled thinly. “Oh, I don’t think there’s anything ‘little’ about your pretty companion, Gage. Never knew you liked full figures. I guess that’s why we never worked out, huh?”
Gage shrugged, digging his fingers slightly into Kate’s flesh as if he knew she was about to lunge for Chloe’s beautifully snide face and he had to hold her back.
“Among many other reasons. Now if you’ll excuse us; Kate and I have been waiting all night to be able to get out of here together, so we gotta run. Take care, Chloe.”
Chloe opened her mouth to reply but was cut off by a herd of guests who had finally noticed her. Instantly, she was swept away in the crowd while Gage slipped out of the party quietly, with Kate in tow.
She was still bristling when they slid into the back seat of the limo that was waiting to bring them to the finest hotel in the city. Kate’s eyes swung to his in anger but he had a wicked glint in his eyes that told her she should just leave it alone.
“The guys can meet us at the tour bus tomorrow morning. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind us leaving them at Chase’s since things will be heating up soon enough over there. As for you and me…”
He placed his hand on her arm, but Kate was fuming as she shrunk away to the other end of the seat.
“Is there any part of this tour where you don’t get to use me? First you think you have the sole right to my body – and now you just kissed me in order to get Chloe off your back? You know, Gage, I may not be part of this world of glitz and glamour, where you’re treated like a spoiled child, but I deserve at least a shred of respect.”
“Kate…” Gage whispered, sighing as he raked his fingers through his hair in frustration. “I wanted to say more to her for the way she spoke about you, but then I thought…of course she is going to be angry when she sees you.”
“Oh, seriously!” Seething with anger she had no patience for his ego. “You know Gage, there’s more to life than being famous or having thousands of women believe that they’re in love with you just because you....”
“That’s not what I meant, Kate.” His voice was strangely flat, frustration dripping from every word. “I meant that she has the right to be angry and jealous when she sees someone like you because… you are everything that she isn’t.”
“You hardly know me anymore. I’m nothing like I used to be.” Her words cut sharp in a brutal hiss, and she wished she hadn’t let them slip from her lips like a paperweight smothering the passion and truth between them.
“Don’t tell me that I don’t know you,” he fired back between gritted teeth.
Kate felt a flutter deep within her belly, but she forced herself to turn away, even as her heart warmed. Gage had stood up for her, in his own way and she had to admit, it certainly felt good and she was wrong. He did know her…probably better than she knew herself.
Gage was silent for a moment, and she turned to look at him but saw only the searing glint of speculation and confusion in his eyes. “And what is it that you think I don’t know about you, Kate? Tell me.”
Kate felt tears welling in her eyes and she bite down on her trembling bottom lip in an effort to stop them from falling down her cheeks. She was too strong of a woman to be crying in front of a man this way. His pity was something she neither needed nor wanted. But the heat in his eyes, though tender, held no trace of pity. Instead they brimmed with desire and intrigue, as if he knew she had a secret and wanted nothing but for her to confess.
In truth, Kate did have a secret and it was one that she had been harboring for many years. She had never gotten over Gage. How could any woman get over such an incredibly passionate man? Even the many years apart hadn’t been able to dilute the fiery intensity between them, and now that he was back in her life she wanted nothing more than to give herself to him, but she was afraid.
Afraid didn’t even come close to describing it, she thought as another spike of terror rushed through her. Terrified, absolutely and completely terrified.
Somehow, the space between them disappeared and before she could say a word he was pulling her onto his lap, her trembling body brought flush against his heated chest. She thought about refusing him, but then his mouth slanted over hers and she felt her body ignite with intense passion that swirled around her belly, melding a string of thoughts together, her mind locked on a channel that she couldn’t switch off.
Resist him and protect your heart…
Just let go and enjoy every moment…
Knowing how easy it was for him to give her the most pleasurable high imaginable, she wanted nothing more than to let him have his way with her, but she fought back the flame of desire as much as she could.
“Don’t fight it,” he murmured, lips trailing over hers. “Don’t fight what you’re feeling.”
He plucked at her ravenously, and then used the tip of his tongue to trace the seam of her clamped lips till she opened up like a flower to his invasion. He crushed her against him and in the same vein, ground his mouth into hers. His tongue sought and swirled around hers in a honeyed mating dance that left her breathless.
“Sometimes I wish…” Gage growled, peeling his lips away from hers, only to break off and nestle his face in the arched curve of her neck. “If I could, I’d go back in time…give this all up for that one time when you and I…”
He broke off again and Kate heard his breathing go ragged as he sighed with a torturous groan, frustration morphing into anger. Kate was glad that they were locked in their own world where everything passed by beyond the tinted glass of the limo. Even the chauffeur was unmindful of them, focused on his driving on the other end of the sealed partition, something the shy Kate was thankful for. Especially when she suddenly felt the weight of Gage’s hand sliding up her bare thigh.
His words had made her shiver as she wondered if, like her, he missed that moment in time when they’d been together freely, without a care in the world and without the pressures that now bore down on them.
But why should he want to go back to that time? He was a struggling musician back then and now he was wealthy, famous and loved by thousands of fans around the world. Everyone knew his name whereas before, no one did. She couldn’t stop her thoughts from turning bitter as s
he thought about how Gage was now way out of her league and it hurt to think that if they had just met for the first time, he’d probably never give her a second glance.
So why wasn’t she pushing his hand away, even as it inched dangerously closer to her pussy, invading the perimeter of her comfort zone? She’d been aching for him to take her all night and even her anger couldn’t hold its place against the vulnerability of her senses whenever Gage was in control. Kate wished she could fight him…with all her soul she wished it. The last thing she wanted was to be his plaything, to be tossed aside once the tour was over and he could get back to his extravagant lifestyle where women were as plenty as the fish in the sea. Her heart couldn’t stand the thought of falling for him now, only to lose him once again.
But he was kissing her with fierce urgency, as daring a passion as a lover who knew all of her weaknesses and had every intention of exploiting them. His hand squeezed her thigh before traveling beneath the hem of her skirt to the burning apex between her thighs. Through the sheer lace panel of her panties, his fingers scalded her as they moved skillfully and deliberately across the thin material, squeezing and cupping her wetness in his hand.
Kate felt the heat building in her core, turning into a blazing fire and she shivered involuntarily at his touch, her pussy tingling in response to the insistent pressing of his fingertips massaging her most private places. Every nerve ending sparked to life and she could almost feel her body sizzle with electricity, ready to disintegrate into ash if he continued with his sweet, yet aggressive onslaught.
His free hand edged down the neckline of her shirt, his fingers grabbing at the material until the edge of her bra was exposed, the mounds of lace filled with her firm, heaving breasts. He groaned and kissed his way down her flushed, pink skin, peeling down the bra and popping one pale nipple into his hungry mouth.
Kate arched her back with a moan, ripped in half by the pleasure that branded her as his, her sound of hunger filled with an invitation to do all that he pleased.
His fingers stroked her panties before finding her tender opening, and she was powerless to resist him when he sunk his fingers deep into her.
“Please”, she whispered, feeling as though she might burn alive if he stopped. Her eyes pleaded with him for release but he only growled around her breast, his mouth suckling tightly before pulling away, her nipple pinched gently by his teeth.
Kate’s fingers found their way into the thick luxuriance of his silky hair, which she stroked and raked with wanton pleasure. “Gage...oh baby,” she moaned, unable to resist the softness and skill of his mouth pulling on her sensitive nipples. He was relentless in his quest to make her as hot and as wet as he could, pushing two fingers deep inside of her, and without preamble, he began to slide them in and out of her pussy, spreading her open and thrusting against the natural resistance of her body as she whimpered at the delicious sensation.
“Please, what?” he finally replied in a hard whisper that commanded her attention.
While his wedged fingers curved into her g-spot, the thumb of the same hand flicked across her clitoris and turned her pleasure into something tangible, alive. Her pelvis rotated in carnal delight as her soaked pussy snagged his drilling fingers tightly. The more she writhed, the deeper Gage thrust. He rolled her nipple inside his mouth with his tongue and then suckled her so forcefully she cried out, the stinging pleasure jolting her out of consciousness for just a moment.
With his free hand, he grabbed her wrist and guided it down to the heavy bulge that strained against the denim jeans he wore, and he rumbled as she slowly peeled back the zipper, releasing his thick, swollen cock. Without hesitation, her fingers closed around his shaft and she groaned in ecstasy as she felt how hard and thick he’d become. Gage wanted her. That hadn’t changed – it may never change. But how long would that be enough to keep her with him?
He must have sensed her inner turmoil; Gage always somehow seemed to know. Her fingers stilled and she attempted to stroke him again, but his sudden hold on her wrist tightened.
“Tonight…let’s make it all about us – here and now, you and I. Not the past, not the future. Just…us here…now…together.” Gage said huskily, lifting his mouth from her nipple and placing his lips at the side of her breast. He kissed the rounded curve and palmed the weighty mound in his hand, measuring its heaviness with a groan of approval.
“Can you do that, Kate? Can you let yourself go?” He’d straightened to look into her eyes, his gaze locked onto the flush of her face as he pushed his fingers inside of her – to the hilt, the invasion wickedly animalistic.
“Just this once, I want it to be simple. Just a man making love to the woman he finds most desirable above all else. That’s you, Kate. That’s only ever been you.”
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Only you, Kate.
Hearing that declaration from Gage’s lips was enough to push Kate over the edge and down into a seemingly bottomless orgasm. Her vaginal muscles convulsed around his rampaging fingers while he clamped his mouth over hers to smother her loud, trailing moans of ecstasy.
Could it be true? This was the only question wandering through her cloudy brain as she tumbled over and over through a heavenly cloud of pure, raw passion. The climax was brutal yet gentle at the same time, and she gave in to the hypnotic buzzing and pulsing that sizzled across her skin, from her head to her toes as she moaned into his mouth.
That’s it, baby. Just let go…
His sensuous words whittled down the last of her defenses and now she felt too weak to fight him – not this time. When the moment came, she would do as he’d asked and succumb without a care or doubt. She would give, and take, and shut the outside world from the bubble of passion that was tightly wrapped around them both.
She’d barely caught her breath, lying limp like a ragdoll across Gage’s lap when the limo stopped abruptly in front of a fabulously designed boutique hotel. It was late but Gage was still cautious about not being seen by a potential fan, and thankfully had the good sense to ask that the driver check him in. Minutes later, he was breezing through the hallway and into the dimly lit elevator, Kate’s hand clasped tightly into his. When the elevator doors closed, he didn’t hesitate to push her up against the cold steel wall, spreading her legs with his feet, and forcing her hands up and over her head as he gripped her wrists tightly, pinning her in place.
“I won’t wait another minute,” he whispered, his lips sweeping over her neck without hesitation and his dark gray eyes can no longer hide the urgent need that swirls in every breath. “I can’t…”
Kate’s legs were barely able to hold her up, as Gage stole another kiss of burning lust from her trembling lips.
“Then don’t,” she quietly growled, her hands flexing against his in an attempt to break free so she could force his lips back down to hers but he pulled away, a clear sign that he was in full and complete control, his power emanating from his every touch.
Releasing one of her wrists so that he could explore her body, he pulled up her skirt and slid his hand into the front of her panties. She was still soaking wet from her earlier orgasm and he moaned against her neck, his face seeking refuge in the soft curves of her body, his weight bearing against her, pushing her hard against the wall.
She twisted her body so that she was turned halfway to him, her hip jutting out and he yanked her skirt up to her waist, exposing her full, round ass.
Finally, he let go of her other wrist and she immediately spun around to face the wall, her back arched to give him full access.
He stood behind her, no longer touching her at all and she found herself trembling with anticipation, wondering why he was taking so long to ravage her yet when she turned a curious eye to him the incredible hunger that darkened his face drained her of all reluctance and she fell against the wall, her cheek pressed firmly against the cool steel.
She heard the tick of the elevator buttons as he made sure the door wasn’t going to open anytime soon and then in one swift movement
she felt the thickness of his cock pushing its way into her and she gasped at the stark cold of the pane against her achingly hot flesh, then moaned as he gripped her hips in his hands and slid into her.
“Oh God,” she moaned. Her entire body screamed in jubilation at finally having him inside her once again, but she knew her appetite for him was ceaseless. “God yes, please,” she whimpered as he began thrusting at a focused, measured pace.
“You feel so damn good,” he growled raggedly, leaning his chin against her shoulder, his tongue lashing out to lick her earlobe. He greedily licked and kissed the fleshy, sensitive strip behind her ear as he fucked her, filling her in more ways than one and she couldn’t think past the way he made her feel when he was inside her, as though she was a creature of need, writhing and gasping and reveling in it. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing hard as he slammed into her again and again.
“Do you like it hard?” he panted, tearing his mouth from her neck to whisper against her shoulder. “I seem to remember that you like it a little rough.”
Her breath came out on a harsh exhale, clouding the air. Her heartbeat accelerated and a thin trickle of wetness slid down her inner thigh, and she squeezed her legs together to try to halt its flow.
“Is that a yes?” His voice was husky and his mouth was a mere inch from her neck once again. A sound that might have been a word came from her mouth and pulled his cock from her core to spin her around to face him. Instantly, his lips came down on hers.
The kiss was demanding and furious. His tongue slid against her teeth, forcing them open and then he was probing the recesses of her mouth, exploring its every corner and crevasse.
His hands slid down her back, his strong fingers dug into the curved out halves of her ass and he lifted her up and forward, tilting her pelvis so that her groin was parallel to his. He ran his hard cock against her, relishing in the sweet sound of her surrender. Her moan was low and soft and he stepped back, his eyes glowing with desire.
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