Mind racing, he tries to clear his head. Fuck! What am I doing? This is not Katrina and Katrina is the only person I want to be with. Removing his hands, he breaks the kiss, gently pushing her off him. Picking her up in his arms, Tony stands her upright.
“Look, I don’t know what just happened here, but I can’t do this, Taylor. I’m sorry, but I’m in love with Kat.”
Feigning total mortification while grinning inside, she utters, “I’m so sorry, Tony. I’m not much of a drinker. It was just the alcohol, I guess. Don’t get me wrong, I think you’re very good looking and if you weren’t with Kat, I would definitely enjoy doing that some more. Oh god, I better just shut up and go. Please, forget this ever happened.” Before he can respond, she runs off.
Crisis Averted. Running his fingers through his hair, he grabs the beer bottles, emptying them in the sand. I really don’t need any more of this.
Out front, Gage and Katrina pull up. He turns off the engine and turns to Kat. Picking up her hand, he kisses it and mumbles, “He’s here, isn’t he?”
“Yes. He’s staying with me. Protecting me from the goons my father will eventually send after me. I asked him to.”
Doing his best to keep his cool, a huge effort for a hothead like Gage, he retorts, “Well, it’s time to un-invite him. I told you I would take care of it and I will, so he can leave.”
“What? No. I will not un-invite him. And how, Gage? How are you going to take care of it? That much you never told me. I know you are a club owner, can race anything on wheels, know your way around nylon zip ties, and you most certainly know how to do your research and compile information on people, but just tell me what you plan to do? We don’t even know who my father hired and is sending after me. Knowing him, whoever it is will be ex-military or secret service. That’s always his first choice for bodyguards. So tell me, how is a night club owner from Florida going to handle it?”
“Oh Katrina, have you so little faith in me?”
“No, it’s not that. I don’t doubt your abilities in a lot of things. I just know how my father operates and he doesn’t fight fair, Gage.”
Grinning, he responds, “Hmm, I seem to remember you telling me the same thing last night.”
Memories of the night before flood her brain and something inside her starts to stir. She quickly clamps her legs together at the sensations starting to pool there. “Touché, but that was different.”
Noticing her discomfort, Gage inwardly grins. “I’m not just some night club owner, as you put it. You don’t know me, Kat. You don’t know what I’m capable of, and I’m not going into that with you. Just trust me when I tell you that whatever trouble your father sends this way, I can easily handle. And if you feel safer with someone staying with you, I told you I can protect you. I’ll stay with you. Now send Morretti on his way and I do not want you to see him again. Ever. Understood?”
“Gage, please. We had a nice morning together. Don’t ruin it with ultimatums. I’m too tired and sore after last night to go through a battle of wills again today, okay? I told you how I feel and I need time to work things through, decide what I want. Tony and his family have been a part of my life since I was a child. I’m not going to let you destroy that, no matter how much we fight or fuck. Understood?”
Shaking his head, Gage fires back, “You are so infuriating, Katrina. I never agreed to that. You are mine.”
“Oh fuck! Don’t you dare start this shit again. Now you’re pissing me off.” Leaning over she kisses him on the cheek. “Now I’m going in the house.”
“Okay, well, I’m coming with you.”
“No, you are so fucking not. Now stop this. I am not a damn child and you have no right to try to run my life like this. Stop with the obsessive jealousy bullshit. I can’t take it!”
Taking her face into his hands, he kisses her passionately. She greedily responds drinking him in. Moving his left hand down the front of her shirt, he brushes against her nipple with a feather light touch. Her nipple immediately begins to tighten, hardening to a point, straining against the soft cotton fabric of her shirt. Lightly, he pinches it between his thumb and forefinger. Her breath catches and she moans into his mouth. Continuing down her body, he slips his hand beneath the denim waistband of her jeans and goes right for her clit, rubbing and stroking it roughly. Moving his mouth up to her ear, he whispers, “I like you without panties on under your clothes. Maybe I should shred every pair you own.” Flicking her tongue out, she runs it over his throat while moving against his hand. Sliding his fingers lower, he separates her lips and pushes one finger inside of her. “My god Katrina, you’re so wet.” She whimpers. Removing his hand from her pants, he kisses her and looking her in the eye, holds the finger he just had inside her to her lips. “Suck on this. I want you to see how sweet you taste.” Opening her mouth, she wraps her tongue around his finger licking it, then placing it all the way into her mouth, she uses her teeth to lightly bite down at the base of it. His eyes widen as she drags her teeth all the way to its tip. He moans, “Oh fuck Katrina, what are you trying to do to me?” Sucking it all the way back into her mouth she smiles wickedly and in a throaty voice coos, “Mmm, good.”
Totally losing his cool, he reaches down and moves his seat all the way back, creating plenty of space between his body and the dashboard. If she’s going back in there with him, I’ll get her good and needy first. She can walk back into that lions’ den, but he’s going to know that I’m the one who got her this way and I’m the one she wants. Grabbing her by the ass, he lifts her over the bucket seat, pulling her into his lap. She places her knees down on either side of his hips, positioning herself over him just as he grabs her hips and presses her down over his stiffening cock, moving her back and forth against it. Their mouths meet, devouring each other, biting and nipping and licking. The friction from the denim that separates them is exquisite. She can feel every inch of the long, hard bulge beneath her and she wants it, badly. Wants to feel the flesh-to-flesh contact. Wants to feel him moving inside of her. Running kisses along his jaw line and up to his ear, Kat licks the swirl of his ear and bites the lobe. A growl emanates from deep within him and his eyes darken. Still rubbing against him she whispers, “I want you. I need to feel you inside me…right…now!”
Sitting up on him, she reaches down and begins unbuttoning his fly. Unfastening the third button, she reaches in and begins to remove his thick, hard member. He grabs her hand and through gritted teeth sighs, “No.”
Not willing to accept ‘no’ as an answer, she reaches down with her other hand, finishes with the buttons and releases him completely from the confines of his jeans. Placing her still clothed body against his, she rubs herself hard against him, leans over kisses him passionately, bites his bottom lip and demands, “Yes!”
Barely hanging on to his sanity, he torturously groans, “No, you don’t understand. We…can’t. I’m out of condoms. I don’t have any protection.”
Reaching down, she unbuttons her pants. While working on her zipper, Kat looks at him through passion-filled eyes responding, “I don’t care.”
Eyes widening, Gage grips his leather seat so hard he fears he’ll puncture holes in it. “Yes you do, Katrina.”
Kat turns to the side facing him and slides down on her knees into the passenger side floorboard. Reaching over the console she grabs at his pants while whispering, “Remove them.”
Gage undoes his pants and wiggles out of them leaving them lying on the driver side floorboards in front of him.
“Climb over the console and sit in the seat in front of me” Kat commands.
Deciding to play along, Gage lifts an eyebrow at her and grins. He then slides into the passenger seat and licks his now dry lips as he looks upon her kneeling before him.
Kat stares up into his beautiful emerald green eyes, while carefully taking him into her hands, and flicks out her warm, wet tongue and swirls it around the head of his cock. “No…” she says defiantly, than licks at it like a popsicle. “I…” She
shoves it down her throat so far she gags on it...“Don’t!”
He flings his head back and his eyes roll back in his head. His nerves are stretched as tight as a rubber band and he is hanging on to control by the thinnest of threads.
Climbing back on top of him she croons, “You see Gage, I’m in control this time and I’ve decided it’s time to get what I want. Getting in position, she clamps her knees and inner thighs tight to his hips and raises herself above him.
Painstakingly he retorts, “Not out h…” Lowering herself over him, she demands, “S-h-u-t u-p!” “…ere” his words die in an inaudible whisper on his lips. Snap! In his mind he can hear that last thread of control give way and he loses himself in her as he meets the opening of her body with a hard thrust at the same time she is sliding down onto him.
“You wanted control, you’ve got it. Now ride me.” And she does, rising and falling over him, pressing him deep inside her until, just like all the instruments of a symphony, they cum together in unison.
When her breathing returns to normal, Gage moves back to the driver seat, allowing Kat to grab her pants off the floorboard. She wiggles back into her jeans and notices Gage is watching her. With a stunned look on his face, he zips himself up and runs his fingers through his long dark hair. “What have we done?” He whispers.
Taking his hand Kat replies, “I don’t want to think and I don’t want to analyze it. I just wanted you, so let’s just leave it at that for now, okay.”
“No Katrina, not okay. We just took a huge risk here. Look, I don’t want any children. Not now, not ever.”
“I don’t want any just yet, either. I’m sure it’s fine.” Pressing her mouth to his, she kisses him and he responds. Pulling away, she says, “I have to go. I need to deal with what’s awaiting me inside the house, which I’m sure won’t be pleasant. I will call you later.”
Quickly she opens the car door and steps out before he can object. Walking up to the front door, Kat slips her key into the lock and lets herself in. As she closes the door, she hears Gage’s next temper tantrum as he takes off, burning rubber and racing his engine. Just had to make sure Tony knew you were out there, didn’t you?
The light saber sound alerts Tony to a text message. The subject line reads: This is what she’s doing outside while you’re sitting around inside awaiting her return. “Another message from my friend,” he mumbles. Knowing this isn’t going to be good, he touches the screen and opens the message. Picture after picture of Kat and Gage getting it on in his Cobra open up. The pictures appear to be taken from across the street because all he can see is what is going on in the driver’s side of the car against the backdrop of Kat’s beach house.
A few moments later, Kat enters the house. Stepping out onto the back deck, she approaches Tony, who is sitting at the table silently watching her.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Feeling like an errant child, Kat stands before Tony fidgeting. “Hi,” she whispers. “Can I join you?”
Kicking out a chair in her direction, “It’s your house, your chair…sit if you want to.” “Please don’t be this way.”
“What way would that be Katrina, because I’ve been all of them. I spent a sleepless night looking for you, worried for you, going crazy pacing when I couldn’t find you, upset at myself for not being able to protect you from him and then just plain angry. Angry at myself for not being enough for you, for being the good guy who gives you the time and leeway to figure out what you need. For being your doormat. Angry at Gage for being an asshole who can’t do the same thing for you. Angry with you for not knowing your own heart, and for putting us both through this bullshit.” Running his fingers through his hair, he takes a deep breath and tries to get his emotions under control. “Look I just wanted to make sure you were okay and see that you made it home, which you obviously have. Now I’m leaving.”
Reaching out to him, she places her hand over his. “I’m sorry. Please don’t go. I want you to stay. And don’t be angry with me. I didn’t want to leave with him, but he gave me no choice.”
Lifting her hand off his, he runs his thumb over her wrist. “What happened to you? Where did these bruises come from?”
Not able to look him in the eye, she pulls her hand out of his and hides it in her lap. Taking his hand, he lifts her chin so she has to look at him. “Tell me what happened to you, Katrina. Do you have any other marks on you?”
Her eyes fill with tears and she bites her lower lip. Nodding her head, she mutters, “Yes, my ankles.” Furious, Tony reaches down, lifting her left jeans leg, and sure enough there’s another set of bruises.
“Fuck, Katrina. Are you alright?”
“Yes.”
“Then tell me. What did he do to you?”
Embarrassed, she looks away and starts rubbing her hands back and forth on the legs of her jeans. “When I wouldn’t leave the track with him willingly, he grabbed a nylon zip tie out of his car and bound my hands together and threatened to hogtie me if I didn’t get into the car. I resisted, so he just picked me up and shoved me through his car window. The next thing I knew we were flying down the road. I tried to get away from him while he was driving. I started kicking at him, so he pulled over to the side of the road and bound my ankles together. I couldn’t get away from him Tony. I tried, but I couldn’t move.”
Reaching out, Tony takes her in his arms and holds her. She melts into him. Kissing her on the top of the head, he snarls, “I’ll fucking kill him when I get my hands on him, Kat.”
“No, Tony. That’s not who you are.”
“Don’t…just don’t. Don’t make the mistake of assuming you know who I am. I mean does anyone really know another person, Kat? And don’t tell me no, not when it comes to him. I came after you, tried to find you. I went by his house, but no one was there. Where did he take you?”
“I’m not sure. It was a large house that has a security gate and was somewhere out of the way. Apparently he’s house sitting for a friend, at least that’s what he told me.”
“What did he do to you, Kat? And please, don’t even think about lying to me.”
Turning bright red from embarrassment, she begins, “He brought me inside the house and dumped me on a couch in a large living room. He just left me there, bound, and exited the room. He was gone for at least fifteen minutes. When he returned, he had a drink in his hand. He forced me to drink from the glass. It was vodka. He got mad when he found out I had a cell phone and lied to him about it. It was on vibrate and he heard it go off each time you called me. It was in my back pocket and since I was bound, I couldn’t get to it. He found it on me and forced me to speak to you. He also told me what to say. I did as I was told, okay.”
Slamming his fist down on the table and running his other hand through his hair, he demands, “And what else? What aren’t you telling me Kat? I need to hear it. All of it.”
Tears start streaming down her face as she tells him. Tells him how Gage teased her and left her needy and wanting over and over again. How he was angry with her for everything. That he knew about the two of them. How someone had sent him pictures of the two of them on the beach and in her bed. She explains that it was the reason for his anger and jealousy. The reason for taking her and doing what he did to her…punishing her. She even tells him what he did to her with the cell phone when Tony was calling and how he kept her bound through all of it. Then the hardest part, she explains about the sex they had when he had finally broken her will and let her cum.
“So what you’re saying, is that he raped you.”
“No. Not really. No. It wasn’t like that Tony.”
“Well that’s what it sounds like to me, Kat. We should be calling the police right now. But you’re not going to do that are you?” He spits out, furiously.
“No Tony…please. It wasn’t like that. I mean, it started out that he took me against my will…”
“Yeah, and that’s called abduction.”
“Yes, but then, I don’t know what happene
d, just that eventually, I was a willing participant.” Feeling sick at her admission, she places her head down in her hands.
“Jesus Christ, Katrina. What the fuck is wrong with you?” Abruptly sliding his chair back, he jumps out of it and angrily dumps the table in front of him over, then begins pacing back and forth in an agitated state.
Startled, Kat flinches. “I don’t know. I don’t fucking know, okay? I don’t understand why I react to him that way. I don’t even understand why I react to you the way I do, either.”
“And what the fuck is that supposed to mean? I never took you against your will. I never chained you to my bed and fucked you, but maybe I should have. Sounds like that’s what you like. Don’t compare me to him, Kat. I would tie you up to have some fun as a willing partner from the start, but never the way he did it. You can justify it anyway you want, but what he did to you was rape. You did not start out as a willing participant. He wore you down into one.”
“I’m not comparing the two of you. That wasn’t what I meant. What I was trying to say it that when I’m with him I want him and when I’m with you I want you, too. I’m sorry, I’m just so confused.”
“Hmm, so I’m just supposed to accept that right? Well I can’t! Not anymore. I’m unwilling to accept that after what he did to you, when you had the chance to get away from him, you didn’t. Instead, you sat out in front of the house while I was in here, worried and waiting for you, and fucked him in the car. I guess nice guy Tony is just supposed to be okay with that huh, Kat?”
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