The Tower (The Tarot Series Book 1)

by Rhylee Davidson

  “Mmm, you’re driving me crazy. You’d better stop before I lose all control. I didn’t bring you in here for this. I just wanted to help you relax and calm down after the rough night you had. I don’t want you to think I’m trying to take advantage of you when you’re in this fragile state.”

  Abruptly pulling away from him, Kat turns to face him. “I want to forget. I want you to make me forget. I want you the way you were our first night together…wild and out of control. Please Gage, don’t hold back. I want you to lose control.” Getting down on her knees in front of him, she places her hands on his cock, stroking it up and down.

  “And it’s me who is planning on taking advantage of you tonight,” she continues.

  Before he can respond, she takes him into her mouth, swirling the thick marbled head of his penis with her tongue, then licking his long, heavily-veined length up and down like a popsicle before completely sucking him into her warm, hungry mouth.

  “Oh yes baby, your mouth feels so good.” After some time passes, he urges, “Now come here.”

  Slowly getting up, she kisses her way up his body, stopping at the marks across his ribs that look like slash marks. Flicking out her tongue, she uses it to trace each one before licking and kissing them. Continuing upward, she licks and lightly nips at his nipples, then moves on to his mouth, tempting and exploring. When their lips and tongues touch, electricity shoots through their bodies, instantly making him harder and her wetter.

  Jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist, she nibbles on his ear lobe and whispers, “Still in control?”

  Gage groans, “Just barely.”

  “Mmm, that’s not good. I’ll have to do something about that.” Using his shoulders to brace herself, she lifts her bottom up just a bit, mounting his cock and sliding all the way down until it fills her. Sucking in his breath, Gage starts to speak, but before he can get the words out, she slides herself all the way up the shaft and hovers over the large, smooth head. Again, before he can say anything, she slams herself back down on it. This time, she moves up and down over and over again, pleasuring herself, using his cock like a dildo. She can tell Gage is getting frustrated. Kissing him, she rides his cock all the way to the top until the head is touching her, but isn’t inside her anymore. Pulling back, she breaks the kiss as well and looks into his eyes. He is needy, and she can tell his temper is making its way to the surface.

  They stare at each other until Katrina asks, “What do you want, little boy?’

  “You know what I want.”

  “Mmm, Maybe I do and maybe I don’t. So why don’t you tell me so I can give it to you?”

  “I want you. I want you to fuck me, get me off.”

  Continuing with the teasing, Katrina lets the head of his cock slip into her wet pussy and slowly starts sliding down on it, then abruptly stops.

  “No, I don’t think you want it bad enough yet.”

  Catching a flash of anger in his eyes that reminds her of a lightning strike, Kat smiles down at him. Roughly, he grabs her hips and ass, digging his fingers into her in an attempt to keep control. Determined to get what she wants, she decides one last push is in order to drive him over the edge.

  “Damn it, Gage! I don’t want you to hold back. What do I have to do to get you to lose control like you did that night at the club? Do I need to go dance with some random guys or is it just when I’m with Tony that you…”

  That did the trick.

  “Don’t you ever mention that bastard’s name to me again! Especially when we’re fucking! This...” he growls while rubbing her clit and sliding two fingers into her, “is mine!”

  “Mmm, yes.”

  “And I don’t share!”

  Pressing her lips to his, she demands, “Now make me forget,” and kisses him passionately.

  With all control finally lost, Gage plunges himself all the way into her, holding her in place by the waist until she is full.

  “Is this what you want? Because I’m going to violate you in every way possible.”

  “Yes, that’s what I want.” Moving together, they both give and take from each other in a wild frenzy of need and lust. Roughly, he takes her nipple into his mouth, biting, licking, and sucking on it. Katrina throws her head back, moaning out her pleasure while riding him with an unbridled sense of urgency.

  “Your body feels amazing. I love having you inside me.”

  “Is that all you love?” Reaching down between her legs, Gage uses his fingers on her clit to heighten her pleasure.

  “Now tell me you’re mine…only mine”

  Ignoring him, she breathes out, “God that feels so good, don’t stop.”

  “Say it Kat. Tell me you’re mine!”

  She whispers, “I’m yours…for tonight.”

  Removing his hand, he lifts her off of him and places her upright in the shower. Shocked at the sudden feel of emptiness, she cries out, “No, please don’t stop. I still need you.”

  “Need me, need me for what?” Spinning her around, he roughly forces her to the back wall of the shower, where she places her hands against the wet tile.

  “That’s it. Now spread your legs for me.” Kat does as he instructs. Grabbing her ass, he spreads her cheeks, and then runs one finger from her clit to her ass.” She moans out with need and pleasure.

  “Please.”

  “Please…Please what…What do you want me to do to you? This?” Getting down on his knees, he sticks out his tongue and tastes her, following the same path his finger had just taken. He feels her body quiver with desire. Panting heavily, she tries to speak, but before any sound could come out, he is back beneath her, nibbling her clit, licking her pussy and ass. Without warning, he stops and is standing behind her.

  “You like it when I do dirty things to you, don’t you Katrina?’

  “Yes.”

  “Just yes?”

  “No, I love it. I don’t know what it is about you that makes me lose all my inhibitions and do anything you want me to. Even things I’ve never done with anyone else before.”

  Thrusting his cock deep into her from behind, he asks, “Why Kat? Why did you do this to me? Why did you make me lose control?”

  Enjoying his long thrusts in and out of her, she moans, “Yes…more… harder!”

  “Oh, you want it harder? I’ll give it to you harder.”

  Not holding back, he lets the rage from the panther take over; plunging into her, using her for his own gratification, grabbing her breasts, opening her wider, driving into her over and over again.

  “Is this what you want? My long, hard cock inside you? For me to take you like a beast, a wild animal that has no control? To fuck you until you can’t stand up? To use you, possess you? You’ll do anything I say, won’t you Kat? Let me do anything I want to you! You like to submit to me, don’t you?”

  Kat says nothing.

  “Answer me, or I’ll take my cock out of you. I’ll stop fucking you and get out of this shower without letting you cum.”

  “No, don’t. I’ll answer you. Yes to all of it. You drive me crazy! I want you like no other. I like it when you take control. I like to tease you until you want me so badly you lose control.”

  ”Well you got your wish!” Reaching in front of her, he works her clit while he pounds into her harder and harder. In a tone that sounds almost like a growl, Gage warns, “I’m going to fuck you until you scream. I’m going to make you cum over and over again on my hard cock.” His words and actions are too much for her. She throws her head back and gives as good as she gets. Meeting him thrust for thrust. As the pressure builds Kat screams out “grab my hair, pull it, hard!” Gage grabs a handful of hair, stretching her long neck back even further, giving him access to her mouth which he takes brutally with his own. The pleasure is more than they can handle and they both cum, screaming out with animalistic passion.

  Katrina’s legs are shaking from the intense sex they just had. Her knees buckle as Gage scoops her into his arms. He turns, uses his elbow
to shut off the running water then takes her to his room and lays her on the bed using the bed linens to thoroughly dry her.

  “Why do you make me become so out of control Katrina? I really do try to be gentle with you,” he says, placing his forehead to hers and looking into her eyes.

  “Because gentle is not who you are. There’s something about you, inside you, that is wild and free. And that’s who I want you to be when you’re with me. Yourself!”

  “That’s not what you’d say if you knew the real me.” Leaning in, he kisses her.

  “Hungry?”

  “Starving, actually.”

  “Okay, well get dressed and meet me in the kitchen. I’ll cook us breakfast.”

  “I’ll get dressed and be right there.”

  A few moments later, Katrina enters the kitchen to the smell of eggs and bacon cooking, and fresh brewed coffee.

  “You need any help?”

  “No, I’ve got it. There’s a cup of coffee and everything to fix it with on the table. Go have a seat. The rest will be done in a few minutes.”

  While Katrina fixes her coffee, she and Gage chat. “I’m working tonight, if you’d like to come by the club.”

  “I don’t have any definite plans, so I might be able to make it. I do need to get by Automotive Engineering to see if the rest of my parts are in for the Camaro. If they are, I’ll most likely spend this evening getting my car ready to run Friday night. Will you be racing Friday?”

  “Maybe.”

  Sipping her coffee, Katrina notices a brown file folder sitting out on the table. She jolts. It is like déjà vu. Something about it looks familiar. It looks like the same folder she’d seen in her dream. The same one she’d found in the file cabinet in the office and dropped on the table before going into the bedroom, where she stood over her own sleeping body.

  Now curious, Kat picks up the file while Gage continues cooking at the stove. Hands shaking, she opens it and begins to read.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  As Katrina opens the file, her breath catches in her throat. She can’t believe what she is seeing. In big, bold black letters it reads, Katrina Camille Jameson. Flipping through and skimming the contents, Kat realizes she is looking at a dossier on her. It has her entire life history, from the time she was a child through the time she left New York. There are photos, copies of her driver’s license, passport, her grandmother’s will, information on Derrick’s death, her career as a ballerina, and even a current picture of her taken the night she left the city to move to Florida. Kat looks up at Gage and then back down at the papers in her hands. Shaking with fury, she stands up, knocking over the chair she’s been sitting in and begins screaming, “Who the fuck are you?”

  Gage spins around, surprised at her tone. “What?”

  “You heard me! Who. The fuck. Are you? You’re not just some club owner who likes to race motorcycles and pick up random women to get laid. Now who the fuck are you?”

  “What are you talking about?”

  Shaking the dossier at him, she yells, “This is what I’m talking about, you son of bitch. What is this? Why do you have all this information on me?”

  “Where did you get that?”

  “No, you answer my fucking questions, first. Why do you have this file on me that covers every detail of my life? Who gave it to you? Who are you?”

  “No one gave it to me, and where the hell did you get that? Did you go snooping through my things?”

  “Oh, so you admit it’s yours then. And no, I did not go through your things! It was sitting out here on the table.”

  Gage looks shocked. He knows it had been locked up in his file cabinet and he did not have it out. He also has the only key, which he keeps tucked away in a drawer that is not located in the office, so anyone who comes across that key would have no idea what it went to.

  “So, according to this, Gage, you already knew who I was when you met me! Why were you looking for me and into my background? Oh never mind! You won’t tell me the truth anyway. Besides, I already know the answer to that question. It’s my father, isn’t it? He hired you to find me after I left New York. Are you a private investigator? Have you reported back to him where I am so he can come drag me home? Does he know he’s paying you to fuck me too? Bet you didn’t tell him that. He’d go ballistic if he knew, because in his eyes, you’re not good enough for me. It’s why he wants me home anyway, so I can marry one of his rich friends or one of their sons.”

  “Now wait a minute. Your father did not hire me.”

  “Oh, just shut the hell up and save your lies for someone who cares.” Throwing the dossier on the floor she spits out, “I’m leaving. Go report back to Daddy, if you haven’t already. But please, make sure you tell him I’m never going back! I don’t care who he sends after me. And I’d like to know, do you always fuck your prey? Do the people who hire you to find their errant wives and family members know that if they’re female, once you hunt them down you take them to bed until you’re ready to return them home? Hope you enjoyed the fuck, because it’s the last time!”

  Moving quickly, Kat reaches for the door as Gage grabs her hand and moves in front of her, blocking her way with his body. “Look, please don’t go. I can explain. It’s not what you think. I’m not a private detective and your father…”

  Slapping him across the face, she pushes him aside and with venom dripping from her tongue confronts him, “Get the fuck out of my way. I’m leaving and I don’t ever want to see you again, so stay the fuck away from me or I will have the police on your ass.”

  Katrina runs out the door, with Gage calling after her, “Kat, please wait! I can explain!”

  “Save your spin for somebody who cares, because I don’t.”

  “Fine, run away like a child, just like you always do. It’s what you’re best at. If you’re not physically running away, you’re emotionally running.”

  Turning around, she flips him off and leaves his property. Walking down the street, Kat grabs her cell phone out of her purse and calls Tony.

  “Tony, it’s me. Can you come pick me up? I need a ride.”

  “Sure, where are you?” After providing him with the address and thanking him, Kat disconnects the call.

  After about twenty minutes Tony pulls up in front of the curb where Kat sits waiting. He is still angry about the pictures that showed up on his cell phone last night, but goes running when she calls anyway. Sucker! Putting the car in gear, he climbs out of the driver’s side and walks around towards Kat. Taking her hand, he helps her up, ready to turn and open the door for her, but before he can, she is in his arms, sobbing.

  On instinct, his arms wrap around her so he can comfort her.

  “Hey, whatever it is, it’s going to be all right. You’re okay, I’ve got you now.”

  As she looks up into his eyes, he can see the pain in hers. Leaning down, he kisses her and she kisses him back.

  “Come on, the car’s running and we’re standing here on the side of the road. Get in the car and I’ll bring you home. You can tell me what happened there.”

  Nodding, Kat steps back out of his arms. Tony opens the passenger side door and helps her into the seat. Within a few moments, the car is pointed in the direction of Kat’s beach house. Once there, Tony leads Kat outside on the deck.

  “Take a seat at the table. You look like you could use a drink. Do you want me to get you something?”

  “Yeah, there’s a bottle of wine in the wine cooler. Glasses are in the cabinet over the breakfast bar.”

  Tony leaves for the kitchen and returns with the open bottle of wine and two glasses a few minutes later. He pours the wine and places a glass in Kat’s hand.

  “Here, take a drink, it will help you feel better. Did you eat anything yet today?’

  Shaking her head, she answers, “No.”

  “Okay, let me see what I can throw together.”

  When Tony returns, he has a plate with some cheese and crackers, sliced meats, sliced tomatoes on thick
wedges of crusty Italian bread with basil and balsamic vinegar drizzled over them, and kalamata olives.

  “I see my mom fixed you an Italian basket of goodies. I know it’s a little early, but wine and eggs don’t really go together.”

  Smiling up at him, she answers, “Yeah, that sounds gross. I appreciate you making a different choice. This is perfect. Thank you.”

  Not wanting to push her, Tony lets Kat get some food in her system and start a second glass of wine before inquiring, “So, are you ready to tell me what happened?”

  Looking at Tony like a deer in headlights, Kat starts speaking, but not before she diverts her eyes to her wine glass and starts spinning the glass in her hand at the stem.

  “Umm, I don’t really know how to start.” Looking up at him, she says, “You know I have feelings for you and care for you, don’t you?”

  “Yes.”

  “And you also know how much losing Derrick has emotionally screwed me up.”

  “I know that, until you decided to put your old life behind you and start a new one here, that you led a solitary life after his death. No boyfriends, no dating.”

  “That’s right. But when I came down here, I decided that I wasn’t going to be the person I was in New York. I was going to be strong, independent, and carefree. I wanted to reinvent myself, which is what I’ve been trying to do.”

  “I know that.”

  “Oh god, this is so hard.” Finishing her second glass of wine, Kat holds out the glass so Tony can pour her another.

  “I love being with you, Tony. I have feelings for you. I don’t know how to label them, and at this point I don’t want to. I know I’m a coward, but I’m afraid to be in an exclusive relationship with anyone. Afraid to feel too much. Afraid to fall in love again. Afraid I’ll fall in love and lose that person like I lost Derrick. I couldn’t live through that again, I just couldn’t.”