Rock Bottom (Rock Hard #2): Seduced by the Rockstar - BBW Erotic Romance

by Adriana Hunter

  He pulled her legs apart, moving her panties to the side of her thigh, revealing her swollen labia. Lowering his face between her legs she felt the flutter of his skillful, velvet tongue against her pussy, flying over her thighs and then back over to her budding, hard clit.

  “Oh, God…”

  He sucked her clit into his mouth gently and carefully, taking his time with every inch of it, playing with the sensitive nub until she was screaming for mercy.

  Never should have let you go, Kate seemed to hear him say, his raspy words muffled into her pussy. Shuddering, Gage lifted his face to look at her and Kate’s hooded vision noted the tortured shadows in his handsome features.

  “You make me want you so badly,” he said on a groan. “It’s not like I thought it would be; it’s not something that’s going to just fade away.”

  Kate stared deeply into his eyes. “What do you want from me?” The wonder in her tone could not be denied. From the first time she’d seen him again, she’d been under his spell. Many times she could have told him to go to hell, or she could have walked away but she didn’t. The pull was too strong; like a magnet, he drew her to him till she was at risk of losing her sense of self. Could she make the final leap of faith and fall into him like her soul begged her to do?

  “You don’t have to fight this,” Gage told her, making her chest constrict as she realized he could sense her wariness, her inner fears and insecurities.

  “This can be what we both want. It doesn’t need to make sense, Kate. We both know no one else can make us feel this way.”

  He lifted himself up and leaned over her, kissing her lightly, teasing her with his soft tongue, and she tried to force him to kiss her harder and deeper as his words swam in her mind, leaving her breathless but he pulled away, standing on his feet. Kate watched hungrily as he unzipped his faded jeans and let them drop, exposing his thick, swollen cock.

  Kate edged forward, anxious to wrap her hand around the shaft. She licked her lips to wet them, as she closed her fist around his granite-hard erection. Gage groaned deeply as she started to stroke him, moving her wrists skillfully, fluidly, twisting and pulling his cock in a steady dance of unbridled desire. She whimpered as she felt him swell in her hand, a drop of pre-cum tipping from the head to squeeze its way down to her wrist. Working his shaft up and down, she felt the vibrations rumble from his throat, his hunger burning into the air. She felt his thighs flex in anticipation as she moved her mouth closer, warming his broad, carved cockhead with her soft breath.

  Gage grasped the back of her head in both his hands, his fingers tangling in her hair, his hips jerking forward at the mere whisper of her lips closing in on his throbbing cock. Kate opened her lips wide open to accept his cock, sucking hard and deep. She carefully slid one hand down the full length of him, reveling in the heated flesh that ran through her fingers. She followed the trail with her mouth, hollowing her cheeks so she could take more of him in, her head bobbing up and down, intent on swallowing up every inch of him. Focusing on sucking as hard as she could while maintaining the perfect speed, she was spurred on by the ragged growl that tore from his throat.

  His hands in her hair were urging, his moans filling the tour bus and giving her all the incentive she needed to be more adventurous, giving. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and slid her tongue up and down his powerful erection, slanting her head and feeding his balls into her mouth. She felt them tighten, her name a gruff sound in his throat. Bracing her hands on his muscular hips, she returned to sucking his cock, using the muscles in her cheeks to draw him in deeper till his base was stretching her lips and jaw. The walls of her throat rippled around him as her gag reflex kicked in, but she didn’t pull away. Wanting to give him as much pleasure as she was could, she fought to relax her throat as she rocked her mouth forward and backwards on his cock.

  Gage was panting, his pelvis thrusting harder as his fingers gripped her hair tightly. Kate could feel him pushing himself deeper into her mouth, before moving back again, steadily mounting her face while she sucked him with everything she had. Mouth filling with saliva, which spilled from the edges, and sweat misting her brow, Kate matched his rhythm. Suddenly, he paused, his lips parted and gasping for breath.

  Moving quickly, he pulled her up to him, his mouth melding against hers, all thought taking flight on passion’s wings. She clung to his broad shoulders as he carried her through to the bunkroom and moments later Kate felt the bouncy firmness of the bed beneath her. Lying on her back, she felt Gage hook his fingers into her panties and draw them down her raised hips, down her legs before peeling them from her ankles.

  Discarding them, he reached for her left leg, planting kisses on her ankle and then up the smooth length of her shapely calf. Kate sunk her teeth into her bottom lip and bit back a moan, her eyes dimming as he sucked the softness of her inner thigh right above her knee. Clutching the sheets, she arched her back as he glided a hand up her thigh. Kate shivered when she felt Gage’s fingertips graze her clit once again.

  His lips joined to tease her glistening folds to a pulsating frenzy. He lapped at her slit, plucking at her labia till she began to glide her hips in a sensual dance of bliss.

  “Oh…Gage,” she moaned, as he pushed his fingers into her – knuckle-deep. He nibbled and sucked on her clit while he forced his fingers against her g-spot. Her cries of pleasure filled the tour bus, and it took just minutes to get her to her peak. But before she could reach the point of no return, he raised his head, smiling wolfishly as she whimpered in protest.

  His breath fanned over her flesh as he stretched up to kiss his way across her body, seizing her breasts and squeezing them passionately. His frame covered hers and Kate moaned at the sensation of his powerful masculinity pressing her down into the mattress. She writhed beneath the warm texture of his tongue rolling over her aching nipples, as his hands gripped her ass and then squeezed her lower back, making their way up to her neck which he held tightly to, controlling her every movement. Helplessly aroused, Kate felt her hands shoving against his chest as she tried to ease the blissful torment. With urgency, he took hold of her arms and pinned them on either side of her head while his knee pushed in between her thighs. Kate felt his impressively long and thick cock prod her inner thigh and she gasped out loud in fevered anticipation.

  “I need to be inside you, Kate,” he groaned, his face buried in her neck. “I need to.”

  Kate purred at his sensual words, obediently widening her legs for him. He had her arms pinned down against the soft pillows, giving her a helpless feeling that only heightened her desire. His cockhead stroked along her velvet slit, the slickness of her mound making him groan in anticipation. He lifted his head and gazed into her eyes as if to memorize her every feature and expression. Breathless, Kate couldn’t look away, mesmerized by the flames of passion lighting up her handsome lovers face.

  No words, just the burn. Gage surged his lower body and then with force, drove his cock past her warm, ready entrance, with a hard and brutal thrust.

  Kate gasped, jolted by the roughness of his movement. His eyes darkened and a grimace of pleasure-pain crossed his face as he fought the natural resistance of her silky walls that closed tightly around his shaft. Keeping his gaze locked on her face, he drew back once more and slammed in again, deeper and harder. Kate cried out, pushed higher up the bed by the strength of his thrust. Again and again, he pulled out to the tip and then rammed back in, a sweet danger in his every motion. Kate’s back arched off the bed, her chest crushed against his and she turned her face to the left and right, shattered by her own fiery need.

  No one had ever made her feel this way; Gage snatched her from the valley and drew her up to the wondrous skies with him. He moved his hips in a pounding tempo and she raised her pelvis to meet his every charge. From rough to brutal, he took and took and made her scream with ecstasy, her breath exploding from her lungs. To be so magnificently filled by his cock, to feel each grinding thrust in her womb, was enough to suffocate her
in a pit of lust as her breasts swung beneath him. Her nipples, so stiff they hurt, turned raw as her flesh rubbed against his chest.

  It was a delightful friction. Totally owned by his vigorous claiming, Kate wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, the slap of their flesh filling the bunkroom of the tour bus. Her walls massaged his rampaging shaft, the muscles gripping and releasing in ways that triggered the shudders that racked his muscular frame, making him push harder, forcing himself in deeper and deeper.

  Gage let go of her arms and raised himself above her so he could look at her fully…deeply. Only then did he slow down, watching her face as if he were hypnotized by the sparkle in her eyes, or the hunger that was flushed across her beautiful face. Together, they were lost in the carnal web that ensnared them, their lips melding as tightly as their bodies did. Once again he covered her squirming body as his thrusts began to blur, his hips moving so fast it felt like a piston battering through her.

  “Say you’ll come away with me,” Gage rasped, his hands holding the sides of her head, his elbows digging on either side of the mattress to keep him braced against her. Kate’s eyes widened, her breath shortening as within her pussy, a warm, billowing sensation bloomed. He felt heavenly buried deep inside her, like he belonged.

  “Gage…” she moaned, shaking her head and not sure if it was in refusal of what he was asking, or to ease the blackout threatening to overtake her as her orgasm loomed.

  “Stay with me…like this. Let me make love to you every night. I can’t do that if you leave…so come away with me…” He broke off, pressing his lips against her in a scalding kiss. “Wherever I need to be, I want you with me, Kate. Say yes.”

  I can’t, she mouthed, in between his hot, hard kisses. Her eyes were filled with torment and she wondered if he knew what he was asking of her. Part of her heart filled with relief and joy that he still wanted her around, but another part of her feared that it could never possibly work. She didn’t mean to be so stubborn, but she was terrified to go down an unknown road with him. Not when it might lead them into hell.

  “You can,” Gage growled, his thrusts becoming all the more purposeful, branding. Kate cried out in ecstasy, her lower body jerking and pumping upwards as she dug the soles of her feet into his ass.

  Gage tilted his head to look at her, and he saw fire swirling in her eyes. A defiant heat that hadn’t been there before. She slid her hand down his lower back to his muscular ass and he tensed, her sudden aggression catching him off guard, turning him on.

  Pausing, almost deliberately, she scraped her fingernails across his sensitive skin before kneading the muscles of his ass, pushing him toward her, forcing his cock back into her smoldering hot pussy.

  He had such a beautiful body, but she felt much more than lust for him – she felt possessiveness, as if she needed to mark every inch of him as hers, now and forever and the desperate panic that rose in her chest at the thought of a lifetime spent sharing him with millions of other women made her cry out suddenly, her angry moans echoing through the bus.

  Her pussy buzzed with heat and Kate shuddered, ready for it. She could feel Gage stiffen above her, felt his muscles clench beneath her heels. His fingers locked within her hair as he buried his cock deep inside of her.

  “Kate…” he moaned hoarsely, licking her earlobe, his breath mashing against her neck. He knew her weakness. The sound of her name on his lips was intoxicating and she kissed him with tender abandon as she exploded onto his shaft. Like a walloping wave, it sent her under even before she knew it was upon her. She jerked and screeched at the same time that she felt his body suddenly shake with the power of his release. He came as hard as she did, fast and brutal, his hips pumping hard against her, semen bursting from his cock, emptying himself deep inside of her until he had no more to give.

  Kate felt Gage slump against her and she wrapped her arms tightly around his bare shoulders. This feeling was beyond ecstasy, beyond bliss. It was incredible, immeasurable. And nothing would ever come close to it again.

  “You’re staying,” he said without question, as he pulled away from her, his chest heaving. His hand made a grab for her arm but Kate turned away, her feet swinging down to the floor. She’d attempted to dress quickly, her legs shaky, her head buzzing.

  “Gage, you’re not thinking this through,” she said, sighing heavily as she watched him reach for his jeans. He looked around for his shirt but couldn’t seem to find it. This time he was quick enough to catch her off-guard and he seized her arm. Kate cried out in frustration and he released her from his grip.

  “What more do you want from me?” Gage growled.

  Kate was tugging on her boots when a loud noise at the front of the bus drew their attention. Gage peered from the tinted window and muttered as a shadowy figure made its way to the door.

  “Fucking hell…”

  “Just let me go,” Kate whispered, rising and pushing past him.

  “No. You’re not going anywhere…not like this,” he snapped.

  Kate huffed angrily. “Let me go, Gage…”

  She shoved at him, intent on escaping while she could, but he grabbed her by the shoulders and pinned her against the wall.

  “Damn, you!” Kate cried out in frustration.

  He gripped the underside of her chin, holding it tightly, as he moved his mouth to the crook of her neck, his breath hot against her skin.

  “Maybe you shouldn’t be in such a hurry to walk away from me again, Kate,” he hissed, tightening his grip.

  “So I should stay, is that it? And then what, Gage? Hope that you don’t get tired of me in a few months? That you don’t give in to the swarm of groupies that throw themselves at you at every show?” Kate eyes were blazing with fire. “How long do you think I can hold your attention in this crazy world of yours?”

  Gage scowled. “Kate…”

  He was cut off by the sound of someone coming up the steps and onto the bus. Quickly, Gage pulled the curtains of the cabin area shut, as footsteps moved in between the bunks.

  “Gage?” It was Jeremy.

  Kate’s head jerked away angrily just as the bassist’s voice sounded from outside the curtain, “You shouldn’t have taken off like that, man. Doesn’t look good especially with media here.”

  “Why won’t you let me go?” Kate whispered, staring up at Gage as the anger left her, despair taking its place. She no longer struggled against him. The fight had left her.

  His eyes looked lost, his expression cloaked in confusion and she wondered with desperation if he would do it…open his heart to her. Finally say the words that would make this real… if he would promise himself to her and her only.

  Jeremy broke the silent tension that lingered between them as he called out to Gage once again. “Everyone’s waiting, Gage. Are you –”

  “Get the fuck out of here!” Gage snapped, furiously.

  Silence…and then the sound of Jeremy’s frustrated sigh. “Come on, man. I thought you knew better. You don’t think we’ve all had our fair share of ex girlfriends, baby-mama’s and distant relatives …all show up, looking to rekindle some bullshit connection the moment they found out we had made it? She’s just another groupie, Gage.”

  In a wild blur, Gage’s grip on her was gone, as he disappeared behind the curtain. She heard the sharp snap of his fist clashing with Jeremy’s face, the thud ripping through the bus and she knew that Gage had lost all control.

  “What the fuck, man?” Jeremy bellowed.

  In a panic, Kate raced by them and headed for the three steps that would lead her out of this crazy world and back to her simple, quiet life.

  A shirtless Gage swore and tore out of the cabin, his bare feet flying after Kate who was already halfway across the lot.

  “Kate!”

  Gage rushed after her, even as he heard Jeremy holler, “Brand!”

  A member of the security team suddenly appeared, blocking the entrance, his expression at a loss. “Gage, man. Calm down. You can’t be chasing after
a woman …anyone could see you. And look man; you don’t even have a shirt on. Just let me call it in and we’ll take you to wherever you need to be.”

  Growling, Gage shook his head. “Get out of my way, Brand.”

  Angrily, he shoved past the huge security guard, and then sprinted out the door in search of Kate.

  * * *

  “Kate!”

  He yelled her name again and again, his eyes scanning the parking lot as his voice echoed through the night. Gage ran through an open side gate and he could see that many of the equipment trucks were gone; the tour was over.

  The sound of a car engine a few hundred yards away caught his attention, and he quickly turned in its direction. He heard a car door slam and he moved faster.

  “Kate!”

  The cab’s headlights turned on and Gage twisted away from the powerful gleam of the lights.

  He saw her face, pale and distressed, her hair wild and he felt his heart breaking in his chest…bleeding in agony. Gage knew he was acting crazy, but he couldn’t stop. Couldn’t keep his heart from racing as fear and panic set in.

  “I love you…” he heard himself groan, just as the car tore away with a screech of tires on the cool pavement.

  Gage was running. Chasing after the cab even though it was no use. It headed out of the parking section and vanished around the corner.

  Fuck. Fuck. His legs stopped, his body doubling over from the stitch in his side. Trying to catch his breath, he leaned his hands on his knees.

  “Fuck!” he cursed through clenched teeth as Brand stood in the shadows, watching the scene unfold.

  He knew what she had needed from him, and he hadn’t given it to her. His chest ached and the pain only intensified as he realized that she wasn’t coming back. He ran his fingers through his hair, gripping his scalp in frustration, a growl rumbling into the night. He sucked in a deep breath, willing the pain to subside just long enough so he could breathe…and plan. He needed a plan. She’d walked away before and he’d let her go. This time, he wouldn’t make it so easy. He’d been a fighter his entire life, fighting for respect, for glory, for fame. Now there was only one thing worth fighting for and he wouldn’t give up until she was back in his arms where she belonged.