Rock Solid (Rock Hard #3) Seduced By The Rockstar - BBW Erotic Romance

by Adriana Hunter

  He was just ending a phone call with Rachel, the agent with the most promising listings, when he heard the door to the suite open and saw Kate in the doorway. Frowning, he glanced at his watch.

  “Hey, babe. It’s early…you’re here early.”

  Kate dumped her bags in a chair without speaking. He took one look at her face and quickly walked across the room, folding her into his arms. Her body shook with sobs as he sat her down on the couch.

  “What is it? What happened?” Gage stroked her hair, rocking her against his body.

  Eventually she lifted her head, turning her tear-stained face up to him.

  “Ursula let me go. I was fired.”

  “Fired? What the hell for?”

  “She wanted me to write personal things, negative things, about what happened on the tour. I told her I wouldn’t do that. And so she said I was done, I wasn’t writing for the magazine anymore.”

  “What kind of details? About us?” Gage was shocked. Not that he cared that people knew he was with Kate, but it crossed a line. Tabloids had published all kinds of stories about him with starlets, models, actresses and he’d never really paid much attention, or really cared.

  But with Kate it was different. She wasn’t a personality; she was just a girl, his girl. He hadn’t cared about the other women he was linked with; they had press agents and managers and being seen with him only made them shine in the spotlight, even if briefly.

  “It’s okay, baby. It’s not going to matter. I know it feels like crap now, but it gives us time to be together now, all the time in the world.” He sat up, scooping up his cell phone.

  “Here…look.” He held the phone, scrolling through a series of photos Rachel had sent him. “Some of these are really great…office space, studio space…enough room to have some friends over, nice sized bedrooms.”

  Kate took the phone, looking at the different images. She pointed out a few places she liked and he made a few mental notes. Soon she was smiling, talking about paint colors and wallpaper. Gage smiled to himself. Paint and paper…and Kate’s happy.

  “Are you hungry? Let’s get room service for a late lunch, spend the night in and relax. I think we both deserve it, right? You want anything special? Or should I just order for us?”

  Kate nodded, mumbling something under her breath, still absorbed in the images on the phone. He rose, smiling at her distracted reply, as he picked up the hotel phone, punching in the number for room service. There were enough choices he was pretty sure he’d find something she liked. After he’d ordered, he walked behind Kate, leaning on the back of the couch, his hands on her shoulders. Closing his eyes, he buried his nose in her hair, inhaling the scent of shampoo and beneath that, the scent of Kate, a scent he would never grow tired of.

  Kate held up the phone, pointing to one of the images.

  “Do you think some of these are kind of big? What are leases like on these?” She was frowning, twisting around to look at him.

  “Kate. It’s okay. I have enough to take care of us, many times over.” He leaned down and kissed her.

  “This is probably going to be one of those things that’s going to take time for you to get used to, but don’t worry about the financial stuff, okay? It’ll be fine. Trust me.” He kissed her again, softly and gently, his hand resting on her cheek.

  Kate dropped the phone on the couch cushion, turning to face Gage, rising up on her knees on the couch, wrapping her arms around his neck. He deepened the kiss, his tongue probing her lips, seeking entrance to her warm mouth.

  He felt her part her lips, almost sighing as she did. Her breasts were pressed against his chest, lush and full and soft. Sliding his hands up her sides, he cupped her breasts, the weight of them filling his hands. He knew she was insecure about her weight at times, but there was nothing more comforting, or so very arousing, as Kate’s breasts. I’ll have to remember to tell her that sometime…

  Kate was arching against him, swaying seductively as he caressed her breasts, his fingers finding her nipples through layers of clothes. He rubbed his palm over her breast, feeling her shiver beneath his touch. And, like clockwork, he felt his cock twitch, the beginnings of an erection making him grunt softly against Kate’s mouth.

  He felt her smile beneath his lips, her hands moving down over his body, cupping his growing erection with one hand. Rocking his hips, he rubbed himself against her hand. Breaking away with a gasp, he buried his face in her neck, her hair a swath of silk against his skin.

  “Oh, babe…” he whispered in her ear. “What I could do to you right now.”

  “Nothing’s holding you back, Gage.” She squeezed him, making her moan against her neck.

  The knock at the door made Gage smile. “Perfect timing.” He pulled away from Kate, kissing her quickly.

  Room service wheeled in a cart laden with covered dishes and several bottles of wine. Gage signed the check while the man arranged the dishes and platters on the table, putting the wine in iced buckets. Gage tipped him, sliding the do not disturb sign on the door before closing it.

  Kate was already picking through the dishes, filling a small plate.

  “I’m starving. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I saw this food.” She was eating a strawberry. “You did good, Gage. All my favorites are here. They even have that dip for the fruit I love.” Standing on tiptoe, she kissed him. He licked his lips, tasting strawberries and Kate and the tart sweetness of both.

  Gage poured them each a glass of wine and the sat on the couch, nibbling on crackers and cheese, fruits and cookies. Kate finally put her plate on the table and sat back.

  “Wow. That was amazing.” She turned to Gage. “Thanks. I don’t remember when I last sat down to eat. You take good care of me.”

  “Well, it’s good to see you relaxed for a change. It’s been pretty hectic here for the last few days. We need some down time.” He got off the couch, heading to the bedroom.

  “Hey, listen!” he called back over his shoulder. “I started a song today.” He returned with his guitar and a notepad.

  “Where’d you get the guitar?” Kate curled her legs beneath her on the couch. Gage sat down on the other end, cradling the guitar on his lap.

  “I called my manager back when I got here and asked to have my stuff shipped. It finally arrived today. Most of it was just dirty clothes and crap; I rarely take anything special on tour, just in case. But I really wanted my guitar.” He strummed it lightly.

  For the next few minutes, Gage sang for Kate. He realized he’d never done that before, just sang for one person. When he was finished he looked up, feeling a little nervous and shy. I haven’t been nervous in front of anyone in years.

  “Gage, it’s beautiful.” Kate’s eyes were shining. “It’s so hopeful and romantic.”

  “I thought of you while I was writing it. It came to me this morning, after you left. And it pretty much wrote itself after that.”

  Kate leaned across the space between them, kissing him lightly. “I love it. And I love you.”

  Gage leaned the guitar against the couch, pulling Kate onto his lap. “I love you too, even if you’re unemployed.” He ducked as she swatted at his head, grabbing her wrist.

  She relaxed instantly and he kissed her fingers, slowly, one at a time, finally drawing her index finger slowly into his mouth. He kept his eyes locked on hers as he sucked it gently, tasting salt from the crackers, the sweetness from the fruit.

  Gage leaned forward, pulling Kate toward him, kissing her lips, sliding his tongue into her mouth. Kate wound her arms around his neck, pulling him down on top of her.

  They spent the rest of the afternoon slowly undressing each other, moving from couch to chair to bed and back to couch, touching, kissing each other, licking and sucking breasts and cock. Gage fed Kate strawberries, finding the fruit dip and coating her nipples, licking the sweet sticky liquid from her breasts.

  As the afternoon slid to evening, Gage lit candles in the bedroom and they ate again, sitting
cross-legged in the big bed, feeding each other, drinking wine, finally dumping all the dishes on the floor as Gage tipped Kate back on to the rumpled linens, settling himself between her legs.

  The soft candlelight made Kate’s skin look like gold, her hair reflecting copper in the flickering light.

  “You are so beautiful, Kate. Never forget that. I love you so much. I can’t imagine being anywhere else than where you are.” He kissed her softly, the taste of wine on her lips.

  “I love you, Kate. Always and forever.”

  And then again, Gage made love to Kate, the city lights outside the windows like bright fireflies in the night.

  ***

  The sound of the alarm woke Kate. She sat up groggily, scrambling to quickly turn it off and then realized Gage wasn’t in bed with her. She could hear the sound of the shower and Gage’s singing. I didn’t know he sang in the shower.

  She padded into the open bathroom, watching from the door as Gage stood beneath the shower jets, water and soap bubbles streaming down his body. And as usual, she caught her breath. The sight of his broad chest, flat stomach, long legs…every time she saw him it was like the first time all over again. A shiver of feverish arousal flashed through her body, sending goose bumps down her arms. I will never get tired of seeing this.

  Gage looked over at her, his face lighting up in a smile. “Hey, you. Sorry about the alarm; I forgot to turn it off last night.” He ducked his head under the water, rinsing the soap from his arms and chest.

  “Come on, join me. We’ve got time for a quick shower together.” He held out his hand and Kate joined him beneath the hot water. The gentle rainfall they’d enjoyed the last time was gone; this water was pounding, invigorating, massaging her back and shoulders.

  “What’s the hurry? Why the alarm?” Gage had turned her around, working shampoo through her hair.

  “We have an appointment later to see a couple of apartments. I wanted to be up early, get some coffee and breakfast, if you want, and meet Rachel at the first place. I couldn’t sleep but I didn’t mean for you to get up yet.”

  He used the hand-held shower head to rinse her hair, the shampoo bubbles pooling at her feet before disappearing down the drain.

  “You know, Gage, I could really get used to having my hair washed by you every day. You have a real talent for this.” The water stopped streaming over her face and she turned to face him.

  “I could get used to doing this every day.” He turned her around, pushing her hair back from her face. Grabbing the soap, he lathered his hands.

  “We’ll have to make sure that our apartment has a really big shower.” His hands were sweeping over her body, the scent of the soap enveloping her as his fingers did magic things to her body.

  Kate reached out, stroking Gage’s cock. He quickly grew hard in her grip, as he slid one hand moving between her legs, the other pulling her close, moving down to cup her ass. He heard surrender in her breathless moan.

  “Oh, Kate… you know I can’t control myself when I’m around you.” He caught her lips in a full kiss, his mouth demanding her full attention. His fingers began stroking her, sliding over her hardened clit, working further between her thighs.

  Gage began rocking his hips forward, slowly thrusting against her. Soon they were moaning against each other, lips sliding over hot, wet skin, his fist wrapped around the wet strands of her red hair as he held her mouth against his, forcing her to breath through him, claiming her lips with savage need. Her soapy hand clutched Gage’s thick cock, working a lather as she moved up and down the full length of his slick shaft. His body grew tense and his breath quickened. Suddenly, Gage tore himself away from Kate’s mouth and hand, spinning her around, pushing her against the shower wall. She put her hands on the tile wall as Gage held her against his chest, his cock sliding between her legs, seeking entrance. She spread her legs, arching her back and then he thrust home, gasping against her shoulder, his teeth grazing the soft skin of her shoulder.

  It was brief and fast, Gage’s thrusts seeming to reach all the way to her chest, her breath coming in short gasps. She relaxed back against him, letting him support her as he pumped his hips forward, his cock filling her completely.

  When he came, he called out her name, his lips on her ear. Kate’s orgasm washed over her then, a wave of intense sensation that made her dizzy and weak. She felt Gage’s hands holding her as she fell back against him. Gage was laughing as she straightened.

  “What’s so funny?” Kate looked up at Gage.

  “Us. Put us in the shower and it pretty much results in this…” Gage spread his hands out. She looked down at his cock, still semi-hard, still long and thick.

  She smiled. “Oh, yeah. I guess. Sorry.” She moved to kiss him, but he put his hands on her shoulders, spinning her back beneath the pounding water.

  ***

  They grabbed a quick breakfast in one of the hotel restaurants. Gage had reserved a table near the back and they ate without being interrupted by fans. He’d been conscious of how she stiffened every time a group had called out his name, or asked for autographs. He knew she was trying to get accustomed to the attention but he looked for as many ways as possible now to avoid his fans, at least for the time being.

  The hotel provided a car for them and Gage drove them to the first apartment he’d arranged for them to see. Their agent, Rachel, was waiting on the sidewalk outside. She was a tall, slim brunette with a no-nonsense attitude. She took them through the lobby of the building, ushered them into the elevator and whisked them to the very top floor.

  “This is it, Mr. Stevens.” She unlocked a door, opening it and stepping aside. Gage ushered Kate into the apartment.

  “Oh, Gage. Look at the view!” Kate went directly to the floor to ceiling windows overlooking Central Park.

  “Thanks, Rachel. I’ll let you know if we need anything.” Rachel discretely faded into the background as Gage walked over to Kate.

  “There’s more to the apartment than just the view, you know. There’s other rooms, in fact, several of them.” He put his hands on her shoulders, turning her down a hallway that ran to their left. As they walked Gage pushed open the various doors.

  “Okay. Guest bath…not big enough for our showering purposes.” Kate giggled as the tour continued.

  “Guest bedroom, office for you…same great view, you’ll notice. Okay. My studio, nice space, nice views as well…I can have it soundproofed if I need to.”

  They were at the end of the hall. Gage opened the last door, allowing Kate to step through.

  “And, the master bedroom. With walk-in closets…two of them…an en-suite bath with a big enough shower for two.” He turned with a smile, looking at Kate.

  “What do you think? There’s also a kitchen somewhere and a living room, dining room and some kind of utility thing with a washer and dryer.”

  “This is amazing, Gage.” She was going through the closets as he came up behind her, placing his hands on her hips. He nuzzled her neck, pulling him back against him.

  “You like?” He whispered in her ear.

  “Yes, I like.” She pushed at his hands as he slid them up her sides, cupping her breasts. “Gage, stop. Rachel’s just outside. What if she comes to find us?”

  “Then she’ll get quite an eyeful. And I’ll double her commission.” Gage turned Kate around, pulling her toward the bed. She hesitated, pulling back, but Gage held on to her hand.

  “Come on, you know you want to.”

  He pulled her down with him on the bed, moving over her body with his, kissing her lips, trailing his down her neck, working to undo the top button of her shirt. He started kissing the exposed tops of her breasts, licking between them. She was squirming beneath him, trying to wiggle out from beneath him. All she was doing was making him want her more, the friction of her body rubbing against his making him hot, making his cock twitch in anticipation.

  “Gage! Stop!” Kate’s frantic whispers made him smile.

  “Why? What’s so
bad about making love? You love me, right? I love you, right? So, okay. Let me show you how much.” He lifted his head, kissing her hard, cutting off her protests.

  Gage slid his hands up Kate’s bare legs. She picked a great day to finally wear a skirt. She’d told him she’d wanted to look presentable for the real estate agent. With gentle pressure, he spread her legs, working his fingers beneath the edge of her panties, feeling how hot and wet she was. He lifted his head, looking up at her. She was looking at the open bedroom door, not at him. With one finger he turned her face so she was looking at him.

  “Kate…you’re a naughty girl. Do you know how wet you are? I think the idea of getting caught is a big turn on for you.”

  “Gage, no, we can’t…this is someone else’s bed.” She was shaking her head, but Gage could see the flush of arousal rising in her cheeks.

  “Kate, stop talking and let me fuck you. Okay? The longer you protest the more likely we’re going to get caught.” Gage silenced her again with another kiss.

  This time he felt her hands working at the snap and zipper of his jeans, his hard cock pushing against the material. He reached down, pushing his jeans over his hips, moving himself over Kate. Gage hooked his fingers into the elastic of her panties, sliding them down her legs. As soon as she was free of them, she spread her legs beneath him, her skirt sliding up her hips.

  Gage looked down at Kate. Her eyes were flitting to the open door behind him, nervously biting her lip.

  “You look sexy as hell when you do that.” Gage reached up, stroking her lips.

  “Do what? Oh, yeah. Um…Gage…hurry or she’s going to catch us.” Kate glanced over his shoulder again.

  Gage propped himself on one elbow, looking down at Kate. She looked up at him in alarm.

  “Gage!” she whispered fiercely. “What has gotten into you?” She struggled beneath him, trying to pull her skirt down.