Her entire body humming like a high frequency electrical wire, she locks eyes with him, pulls her lower lip into her mouth with her teeth, and nods her head yes with the slightest of motions. Not willing to wait for the check, Gage extracts his wallet from his pocket, throws a wad of bills on to the table, and takes Katrina by the hand as they exit the restaurant like it is on fire.
Mounting the bike, Kat presses her body tightly to his as Gage hits the gas and takes off at top speed, heading directly for his house. The vibration of the wheels against the asphalt beneath them, and the sensual way Kat’s body fits so snugly to his, has his entire body aching for her. He can feel every curve and contour of her legs, stomach, and breasts pressing intimately against him. Holding him tightly to her, with arms wrapped around his waist, she lets her right hand slide down to his leg, then slowly moves up so it possessively rests on his ever stiffening cock. Gently squeezing and massaging the stiff shaft, Kat raises her voice over the noisy whine of the bike and speaks only one word, “Hurry!”
Arriving at Gage’s in record time, they dismount the bike, and press their bodies together for a long passionate kiss. Taking her by the hand, he leads her into the house. Not bothering to switch on a light, Gage slips off his jacket, lets it hit the floor, and backs Katrina into the now closed door. Cupping her breasts and devouring her mouth with his, he splays his legs, allowing the large bulge in his pants to press against her ever-growing heat.
Starting with her ass, and running his hands up her body over the curve of her hips and the bare flesh just above the waist of her jeans, he whispers, “You’re so beautiful.”
Kat closes her eyes, moaning out her pleasure, as Gage slides his hands under the hem of her shirt, lifting it as his hands glide up her torso. He stops just above her breasts, where he eagerly thumbs her hard nipples. Bringing his mouth to her naked flesh, he teases the hard tips of her pebbled nipples with his teeth, and runs the tip of his wet tongue back and forth over them, while gently squeezing and caressing. Craving to feel Gage against her warm flesh, Katrina lifts her arms above her head and he slides the tiny top up over her head and arms, removing it completely.
Wanting more, Gage picks Kat up as she wraps her legs around his waist and he carries her across the dark house and into his bedroom. He places her down on the edge of the bed, and she spreads her legs while whispering, “Come closer.”
Moving forward, he leans down and Kat lifts her face to his as their lips and tongues meet, tangling together. Her face swims out of focus as his control begins to slip and his eyes start to change. As he fights the change, she again wraps her long, lean legs around his. Losing every ounce of control she has, she reaches up, taking the collar of his shirt in her hands, and tears the material open down the middle to devour the flesh beneath with her lips.
Shocked and excited all at the same time, Gage runs a long finger through her hair, tucking the shining blonde strands behind her right ear. Leaning into her he prods, “What do you want, little girl?”
Placing his head in her hands and bringing them eye to eye, she moans out, “I want you inside me.”
All inhibitions gone, she pulls him down on top of her and kisses him endlessly. Reaching between them, Kat unbuttons his jeans. “This is what I want,” she says, placing her hand inside.
Kissing his way down her body, Gage rubs his fingers over the hot, wet spot between her legs. “Do you like that?”
She responds by grinding against him and panting, “Yes, oh yes.”
Reaching for the top of her jeans, he unfastens the top button and lowered the zipper with his teeth so he can easily drag the denim down her legs. Positioned above her, he seductively smiles and slides his fingers between her lower lips. “No panties? Were you planning on this tonight?”
“Will you think I’m a dirty girl if I answer yes?”
He kisses her passionately, then pulls away, answering, “Yes…but I like dirty girls!”
“Good, then I should tell you that I’ve wanted you since you showed up at my house and came up behind me, rubbing yourself against my ass. Once I realized it was you, it took everything inside of me not to drop my shorts, hop up on the front fender of the car, and fuck you until neither one of us could move anymore. If you tried to take me there, I would have given myself to you in broad daylight, with the garage door wide open and the entire neighborhood watching.”
“Mmm, I’ll remember that for next time, Katrina. But for now, I plan to make you scream so loud when you cum tonight, that you wake up all my neighbors,” he says as he reaches between her legs, spreads her pink, wet lips, and plunges his tongue deep inside her. Kat is squirming with pleasure against his tongue, as Gage reaches up, placing a finger on her clit and roughly presses and rubs it.
“Ooohh god, yes. That feels so good, you’re gonna make me cum!”
“Yes, do it baby. Show me what a bad girl you are. Cum all over my tongue.”
She rocks back and forth against his mouth as he uses his fingers to manipulate her clit, her need becomes more urgent as the orgasm builds up inside her. It starts out as a moan, “Yes, please, more, mmmm.” Eventually her moans become screams. She screams out his name over and over again, until it feels too good to hold back anymore and her inner muscles contract, releasing the orgasm as his tongue continues to pleasure her.
Moving her up on the bed, Gage straddles her with his legs and leaning over, smiles down at her. Looking deep into his eyes she says, “I don’t know why I react to you this way. I lose all self-control when I’m with you. This has never happened to me before with anyone. I hope you’re not tired, because I still want you. I want to feel you inside of me, right now.” Lifting her head to kiss him, she begs, “Please!”
Plunging himself deep inside her, he says, “You don’t have to beg me tonight Katrina, although I will admit, I like it. It turns me on. But, you need to know I want you, too. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. You drive me crazy. I can’t think about anything else but you, being with you, near you, inside of you. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I get enraged at the thought of you with anyone other than me. I know it’s irrational the way I feel about you, but I can’t control myself when I’m around you.”
“Shhh, it’s okay. I feel the same way about you, too.”
They move together, as one. Gage plunges and tunnels deeper inside her, and as Katrina lifts her hips and meets each of his motions with one of her own, they beat their bodies against one another in ecstasy.
“Stop moving, or you’re going to make me cum,” he says. Stilling her body as much as possible, her response is, “No don’t. I still have plans for you.” With that, Kat wraps her left leg around Gage’s right and rolls them both so she ends up on top.
“Oh god, Kat. Please don’t do that, or I’m going to explode.”
“Oh no, you’re not. You can call it payback for the other night if you want to, but you are not going to cum yet. Not until I tell you to.”
Grinning down at him, she kisses him and watches his eyes change as he fights for control over the pleasure building inside him. She rides his hard cock up and down, roughly pounding her body against his, sliding all the way up to the head of his cock, almost letting it slip out of her, than crashing back down on it. She knows she’s torturing him, can see on his face every ounce of strength it is costing him to hang on to the thin thread of control he has left.
“Oh my god Katrina, you’re killing me, but you feel sooo amazing!” Losing all control, Gage hisses out, “That’s enough, now it’s my turn,” and flips her over. Once again on top, he kisses her, reaches beneath her, grabbing her ass in both of his hands and pulls her bottom upward as he plunges so deep inside of her, he thinks he will never be able to find his way out, nor does he want to. Panting and moaning, they both lose control as he touches her inner core, sending sparks of electricity flying through their bodies. Frantic now, with a level of emotion neither one of them has ever experienced before, their orgasms explode in u
nison. Riding the crashing waves of ecstasy down and overcome with emotion, the unintentional words bypass his brain and slip from his lips before he realizes what he is saying. “I think…I think I love you.”
Shocked, they both still, staring at one another with wide eyes. Neither of them knows what to say, so Gage leans over and kisses Kat like their lives depend on it. Rolling off of her, he gathers her in his arms and cradles her there until they both slip into what he hopes will be a blissful sleep.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Cold, Pain, Fear, Confusion…Crying out, Katrina sits straight up in bed, hyperventilating and covered in sweat. Body trembling, she is disoriented and doesn’t know where she is. Finding it difficult to speak, she pulls her legs up close to her body, wrapping her arms around them, while tears run down her cheeks. A hand on her shoulder makes her aware that she isn’t alone. Screaming, she pulls away. A pair of arms wraps around her and pulls her close.
“Shhh, it’s alright. It’s just me…Gage. Come on sweetheart, I’ve got you. You’re safe.” Tilting her head towards him, he lifts his thumb to her cheek, drying her tears. Rocking her like a child in his arms as she stares up at him, he watches as her vision clears and a glint of recognition appears. “What is it Katrina? What’s wrong? Tell me what scared you.”
“It was a dream, but somehow much more than that. It seemed so real,” she chokes out in a quivering voice.
“It’s over, baby. You’re awake now and safe. Why don’t you tell me about it? It will make you feel better.”
Nodding her head in agreement, she asks, “Can I have a minute? I don’t feel right, sort of weak and lightheaded.”
“Stay right there. Let me get you something to help you feel better…okay? Then you can tell me all about it.”
When Gage returns, he holds a glass with about an inch of brown liquid in the bottom in one hand, and a half full bottle in the other. Handing Kat the glass and setting the bottle down on the nightstand, he encourages, “Here, drink this. It will warm you up and make you feel better.” Taking the glass from him, Kat brings it to her lips, ready to take a sip.
“Don’t sip it, it’s not brandy. Shoot it down all at once.” Following his instruction, she tosses the entire contents of the glass down her throat. She immediately begins coughing, trying to catch her breath.
“Are you all right?”
“What was that? It burns like fire going down.”
Grinning at her he says, “It’s whiskey. The first shot always does that.” Grabbing the bottle, he pours her a second glass. “Here, drink another one. It goes down much easier than the first…you’ll see.” She does as he says and he is right…it does go down much easier and it helps a lot. Feeling more human, Katrina is finally ready to talk about her dream.
“It was a nightmare, really. I don’t understand what was happening in it. All I know is that I started out immobile, strapped to a bed, and at first unable to even open my eyes. I could hear muffled sounds and voices, but nothing made sense. I was afraid and had no idea where I was or what was happening to me. At some point, I was able to see blurred colors, but couldn’t make out any real shapes or objects. The colors green and white were everywhere. It was so strange. The green moved like the fluid in a lava lamp, then all of the sudden I was cold all over. It felt like ice was racing through my veins. Then the most excruciating pain I’ve ever felt consumed my body. It felt like my body was trying to tear itself apart and I went from freezing cold to heat so intense, I thought I was being burned by the flames of hell. I saw a strange winged figure that had my face, and the next thing I know, I’m waking up back in your bed screaming. It was so strange, so real…I could feel everything that was going on as if it was really happening to me in that moment. I’ve never had such a vivid dream before. I mean most dreams you can see what is going on and you can feel joy or fear, but what I felt was somehow more real than that. I had no idea I was dreaming.
Running his fingers through his hair, Gage gets up from the edge of the bed, walks over to the bottle, pours two fingers worth into the glass, and drinks it down. As he’s pouring another glassful, Katrina says, “I’m good, I don’t want anymore.”
“This isn’t for you,” he says, holding the glass to his lips and swallowing it down.
Already out of bed when the commotion started, Gage had come running back into the room. Not wanting to wake Katrina, he’d gone into the bathroom to splash some water on his face. The same dream he knew so well had awakened him shortly before Kat had cried out. He doesn’t understand what is going on. This couldn’t be happening. It just isn’t possible. How could she be having the same nightmare that had been plaguing him for so long now? What was the probability of her having the same dream he did, let alone at the same time he was having it? That just didn’t make sense. There was no way to explain it, yet it happened.
“What is it Gage? What’s wrong?”
“Have you ever had that dream before Katrina?”
“Thankfully no, and I don’t ever want to have it again. That’s a strange question, why do you ask?”
“Are you sure you’ve never had it before?”
“Yes, I’m positive Gage. Why?”
“I ask because I have.”
“You have what? What do you mean?”
“I have had the dream before. I’ve been having it regularly for the past few years.”
“What? No, that’s not possible.”
“Exactly, except it’s true. As a matter of fact, I was having the same dream tonight at the same time you were. The reason I wasn’t in bed when you awoke was because the dream had already awakened me. As usual, I was drenched, covered in sweat and my heart was pounding out of my chest. I was washing up in the bathroom, trying to regain my composure, when I heard you cry out.”
“That’s crazy. How can we both have the same dream, let alone at the same time?”
“I don’t know Katrina, but it happened.”
“That’s not logical.”
“I know it’s not, but it’s true. I’ve been having the same reoccurring dream. It usually starts out with me hearing muffled sounds and voices. Not able to open my eyes or move as I’m confined to a bed and strapped down. I can’t make out what is being said. Eventually something is removed from my eyes and I see a green liquid in motion like a lava lamp and what I think is a bright white room all around me. My vision is blinded with the color green. I feel sickness and frigid cold seeping into my body. As quickly as my body is wracked by shaking from the cold inside me, it dissipates and I begin getting warm. The only problem is my body gets too warm and begins overheating. I scream out in pain from the flames that seem to be licking at my skin from the inside out. Before I can catch my breath, I feel as if I am melting, my bones and muscles screaming and contorting uncontrollably. The pain is so intense I want to die, but I don’t. A bright light appears in front of me and an angel with your face appears before me. Her mouth is moving but I can’t make out what she’s saying. I wake up weak and panicked, drenched in sweat. Does that sound familiar?”
“My god, yes. But I don’t understand.”
“Neither do I, but we need to find out how it is possible and what it means that we are both having the same exact dream at the same time. And why is it that the first time you have the dream, you are with me?”
“How do we find the answer?”
“I’ll do some online research in the morning. Maybe pick up some books on dreams, hell I don’t know. This is all too strange.”
“Okay, I’ll help.”
“All right. Right now there is nothing we can do, so let’s go back to bed and try to get some sleep.”
“No. I’m afraid to go back to sleep. What if I have that dream again?”
“You won’t. I never have it more than once a night.”
“Yeah well, you also told me you’ve never had this dream at the same time as someone else and from the sound of it; you don’t know anyone who has ever had the same dream either.”
Taking the glass, Katrina drinks down the whiskey and scoots beneath the covers. Lying down beside her, Gage wraps his arms around her and moves close enough to spoon. Kissing her on the top of the head, he whispers, “I’ll be right here if you need me. Now go to sleep.”
Already dozing off she mumbles, “Good night.”
Tossing and turning in his bed, the sound of a Star Wars light saber turning on lets Tony know he has a new email waiting on his cell phone. Reaching over and plucking the phone off his nightstand, he sees the words, Just thought you’d want to know in the tagline from an email address he does not recognize. Having nothing better to do since he can’t sleep, he opens the email. Inside is a file loaded with jpeg images and a note that reads…Do you know who your girlfriend’s doing tonight? It was signed, A Friend.
Curious, and thinking he received an email meant for someone else, Tony clicks open the file and all the images inside open at the same time. Staring at the screen, he sees a picture of Katrina, bent over her car in the garage, and a man standing behind her with his tongue in her ear and cock against her ass. The second picture shows them still in the garage, but this time in each other’s arms. The next picture is of Katrina, and who he could now tell was Gage, sitting at a table in a restaurant feeding her food off a fork, then a picture of Kat sucking Gage’s index finger at the table. Another picture of Gage, leaning across the table kissing Kat, and the last photo shows the two of them in front of a house that he can only assume belongs to Gage, their bodies pressed together while making out.
Why the fuck is she with him again? He’s going to hurt her, I just know it! She belongs with me. I want Gage out of her life. What am I going to do, and why is someone sending me this garbage?
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