Rock Hard (8 page)

Gage’s
breathing was ragged against the side of her heaving breast. “When the time’s
right…I’m going to stretch your legs as wide as they can go and lick this sweet
dripping pussy till your taste’s imprinted on my tongue,” he vowed, giving her
nipple a hard, passionate nip that had her crying out his name.

He drove her
to such levels of need that she would have done anything to keep experiencing
the pleasure he brought her. It didn’t matter how crazy it was to want him; she
did it anyway. And maybe – who knew – there might still be a chance
for them. Kate would never have dreamed of hoping for such, but there was no
way he could touch her like this and not have the same tumultuous need she had
in her heart to bring things back to where they used to be…

“I need you
baby. Now,” rasped Gage, “I want to be deep inside you when you lift off. Let’s
take it to the stars together.”

As always, he
said the words that made a puddle of lust swell in her womb. Her legs were
shaking as he positioned her off his laps and unto the couch beside him so that
she was lying on her back. Quickly, he unbuttoned his fly and freed his
monstrously rigid dick, the tip glistening with his pre-cum.

Kate’s lips
fell open and she was virtually drooling as he grasped the base of his organ
and kneeled on the couch before her open legs. Seizing one of her ankles, he
pushed it back on her chest, exposing her completely for his invasion.

Suddenly,
Gage’s cock split into her with a daring lover’s heedless savagery, her wetness
sending him in deeper than she was prepared for on the first thrust. Kate’s
body froze as pain warred with pleasure for dominance. Her lips parted in a
soundless scream and when she met his gaze, she found his eyes tortured with
burning, overwhelming lust.

“Forgive me,
Kate,” he ground out with a wince.  “Too long…fuck, I can’t hold back.”

Kate could
barely breath as Gage pushed deep inside of her. His thickness ripped into her
tender walls and made her bite so hard on her bottom lip she almost drew blood.
She ached to tell him he didn’t need to ask forgiveness – because she
loved every moment of it.

“Yes…oh, yes.
More,” she moaned, her arms reaching for him as his hips started to piston back
and forth. His feral onslaught simply fuelled them both into a fevered pitch.
He leaned lower so that her arms could lock around his shoulders as his mouth
plucked at her nipple ravenously.

Kate felt
amazed how intensely she felt him deep inside her; every rigid inch of him; his
silken texture, his powerful heat. She sheathed him snugly, pulsating around
his shaft and making him groan deep in his throat. “So tight…you’ve always been
so fucking sweet and tight,” Gage said, voice ragged as he suckled harder on
her tit.

Her body
writhed beneath him, jolted by each exultant thrust. The cadence of his strokes
became addictive, making her drench him in more and more slippery juice as his
pace quickened impossibly.

Reaching
lower around him, Kate cupped his clenching butt cheeks beneath his jeans,
squeezing hard till they groaned in unison. He pushed her leg up even higher
and slammed so hard into her pussy that she felt the smack of his balls against
her lower flesh.

He was
throbbing so strongly inside her that the vibrations alone were liable to set
her off. Her senses were filled with so many scents and frictions. He pounded
into her with ever-increasing intensity, causing her whole body to quake right
to her toes. She didn’t know what he did or how he’d shifted, but in an instant
he was racking her to the point of explosion as he grated his cock against her
g-spot.

“Speak my
name,” he whispered as his lips pressed close to her ear, while he hooked her
leg around his hip so that he could weld himself to her even more tightly. Any
closer and they’d be conjoined, thought the dazed Kate.

“I want to
hear you say it over and over as I take us both to the brink,” he instructed
gruffly. “I can already feel those tiny little ripples your pussy makes deep
inside when you’re close.”

“Gage…oh
Gage,” Kate moaned, her skin flushed with heat and wantonness. Her womb was
coiled so tight she felt like she would black out from the pressure. “Yes, I’m
close. So close.”

“So am I,” he
said hoarsely as his thrusts moved faster and faster. “Can’t do this without
you, Kate.  Come with me.”

And she did.
His sudden roar of release was muffled against her neck as he pumped into her
again and again, his weight almost crushing her. At the same time, Kate’s inner
walls contracted in continuous waves as their joint orgasm reverberated through
them both.

His name was
an echoing cry on her lips as her body shuddered uncontrollably. Something
white and blinding erupted in her vision and she arched her spine till her
breasts were mashed against his chest.

Gage was
kissing on her neck and lapping at the moisture beading from her fevered pores.
Kate could feel the flood of his heat deep inside her belly as his hips
strained against her. “Kate…” he began on a groan, and then suddenly stopped,
as if cutting off what else he was about to say.

Before she
could prod further, a loud knocking suddenly sounded on the door.
 
It
was Sheldon, his bass guitarist, who was yelling through the door that Gage
needed to hurry; they were soon about to go on.

Kate almost
cried out in protest at being deprived of savoring the delicious afterglow she
felt with Gage, his body still pressing her down into the couch.

She heard him
mutter an angry “
fuck
” before rolling off her. He rose to his feet,
doing up his pants quickly as he turned away from her. He shoved his hands
through his hair over and over as he seemed to be striving for calm.

Kate couldn’t
take her eyes off his frame as she too got her clothes in order as much as she
could. She knew her hair would be a mess and she’d have to see to it before
showing herself in public. Barely able to stand upright, she rose to her feet
and brushed her palms down her skirt.

“Gage?”

Her tone was
questioning and hesitant, but she didn’t expect him to suddenly whirl around,
almost nose to nose to her and making her flinch as his eyes burned into hers.

“Two more
weeks,” he growled, taking hold of her face and stealing one more hard,
possessive kiss that made her heart skip. “And in that time, if any man so much
as looks at you cross-eyed he’s getting his face handed back in a pulp.”

He broke away
to back off as if to distance himself from grabbing her again, his eyes hooded.
“I know I’m not the kind of guy you want…but you can’t deny how I make you feel.
And you can bet I don’t want anyone else putting his hands on you during this
tour. So don’t think of looking too far the next time you need to stoke the
heat between your legs, Kate. Gage Stevens doesn’t like to share.”

Gage Stevens
can go to hell! Kate wanted to howl as Gage strode out of the room and shut the
door after him. She could hear voices beyond and knew they were heading
straight for the stage where she could faintly hear the sounds of the crowd
applauding the opening act’s finishing set.

Shame so
acute it burned her skin made Kate want to sob. She clutched the hair at her
scalp as she berated herself. How could she have been so stupid!

Just what had
she expected anyway? A declaration of love from an egotistical rock star? All
it had been for Gage was him staking his claim, ensuring that during this tour
she belonged to him; his sex doll to be used for his pleasure and his alone.

Kate realized
once and for all that she’d be a fool to cultivate wishful thinking where Gage
was concerned. Obviously he had zero interest in anything but her body and even
at that, only for the duration of his tour. Damn him!

If she had
any pride, she’d walk out now. Just take the next plane, train, bus or boat or
whatever means necessary to get her out of here, away from Gage’s
overwhelmingly staggering sexual influence. Because if she stayed, she couldn’t
say for sure that she could resist him if he touched her again.

So what was
it going to be? Stick around and be the rock star’s sexual plaything for the
next two weeks, or leave and never look back…never know what might have been?

Common sense guided
her one way but her heart led her in an entirely different direction. 
Taking a deep breath, she ran her fingers through her hair, clutching the back
of her scalp as she felt the onset of a migraine.

There really
wasn’t any good reason to agonize over it any further.  She knew what she
had to do.  Forcing herself up on her feet she moved forward, toward an
unknown future.

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Read More Gage & Kate In The Upcoming Sequel!

Kate Preston has a decision to make. Should she remain on the tour
with rock star heartthrob Gage Stevens and take a chance with her heart, or
should she leave before things get even more heated?
In “
Rock Bottom”,
the intensity between Gage and Kate heats up
like never before and when a
shocking revelation
is made it will
change
everything
forever.
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