Kate flinched at the words that cut like a knife, and hearing him take any blame in her selfishness made her heart feel heavy. “But I did,” she said softly, drawing in a deep breath and forcing herself to tell him the truth that had burned in her heart for so long. A truth that still hurt so bad that she’d pushed it way back into her subconscious, unwilling to acknowledge the pain…
Seeing the confusion sprawled across his face forced her to reluctantly continue, “A week after we broke up, I came looking for you. But you’d left.”
Gage frowned, realization dawning on his face. “We were kicked out.”
Kate shrugged wearily. “So I called up your sister because I couldn’t reach you. She told me you’d…you’d moved on. That you and Cary had gotten back together.”
She saw Gage’s jaw unhinge in surprise, and it was all she could do not to break apart.
“Cary?”
Cary was Gage’s ex-girlfriend from before the time that he and Kate had met. His first love, they had been together from the time they were teens in high school until Gage had dropped out of college to pursue his career in music.
Gage had admitted to Kate back then that the breakup had been his fault because he’d wanted to focus on his art and couldn’t find time for Cary. But then he met Kate and all of that was a distant, forgotten memory. Kate became his muse, his passion and every time he played, he told her that the thought of her took him to a place where music met magic. Kate had realized too late after leaving him what he meant to her - and when she rushed back a week later to seek him out, it was to find that he was back with his ex.
“Look, I never blamed you for getting back together with Cary,” Kate added dully when the silence stretched on. “I know that when I walked away, you warned me that it would be over for good. I know that I pushed you into her arms and I certainly couldn’t blame your sister for sounding so smug on the phone when she told me you were happier now that you were with Cary again. That Cary had always understood the real you.”
“You think I rebounded with Cary?” Gage barked, his hold tightening on her shoulders and making her wince. “Man, you really don’t think much of me, do you?”
“It doesn’t matter, Gage,” Kate blurted out. “I shouldn’t have thought you’d be waiting around for me to come back. And besides, you and Cary go back a long way…”
“So where is she now?” Gage asked, his voice dangerously low, his scowl darkening. Kate was shaking her head mutely, confused by his anger.
“If she means so much to me than why isn’t she the one that I’m chasing after like a f**king idiot while everyone thinks I’ve lost my god damned mind?”
“Gage, please stop,” Kate breathed, her gaze locked onto the tortured look in his eyes.
“If you mean stop wanting you, then no, Kate, I won’t,” he told her gruffly, making her heart lurch. “Because I have no f**king idea how to.”
His lips caught hers with a fire that ignited her core and she opened her mouth to his hungry tongue and allowed him entry. His hands molded over her trembling body as he ravaged her lips till they were bruised and swollen.
Delirious with his desire for her, he rubbed the tip of his nose against her cheek, his breath ragged and hot against her blazing skin, only to return his mouth to hers in a fiery kiss.
Her hands slipped around his neck, her spine bending back beneath the force of his passion. His arms were like steel bands around her waist and without breaking pace, he lifted her off the ground and up the steps into the tour bus.
His lips were trailing down her throat, his hands squeezing into her h*ps as he backed her down into the nearby couch. In an instant he was straddling her thighs, trapping her in place as his hands moved beneath her t-shirt to seize her br**sts in their satin cups. Kate let out a gasp, flinging her head back as she closed her eyes to savor the thrill of his touch. He was sucking on her neck, groaning deep in his throat and whispering how much he needed her. How he was never going to have enough of her. His words made her whimper in helpless arousal, her n**ples turning to stiff nubs between his stroking fingers.
Deep in her swollen core, she shook with the realization that she needed this as much as he did.
One last time, Kate swore to herself as her hands began to slide up his shirted chest, making him growl with pleasure at her aggressive touch. Something wild and wanton came over her and her fingers suddenly raked down his shirt, lifting it from his chest until she couldn’t reach into the air any higher and he pulled it up and over his head before throwing it to the ground.
She could feel him shiver once her hands touched his bare skin, her caresses bold as they roamed his flesh. He squeezed on her breast roughly and made her cry out in pleasure and pain. Her fingertips grazed his n**ples in return, stroking them and reveling in the feeling of the solid, rippling muscles. Gage moaned her name out loud, right before he lifted the shirt from her body to reveal her heaving br**sts bound in pale pink satin. He unclasped her bra, freeing her br**sts, so his hungry mouth could consume them.
The pink-tipped mounds were hard and they pierced into his cheek as his tongue suckled lightly and then more aggressively as he tried to take in as much of her soft skin as possible. His teeth scraped over one nipple while his fingertips worked the other into a perfect diamond-hard peak, the silky skin glistening with his saliva in the dim light of the tour bus. He lapped and suckled at the swollen bud, and Kate groaned in torment. He greedily cupped both br**sts in his hands and pressed his face into the swollen mounds. Licking, nipping, sucking, he moved from one to the other, his tongue swirling passionately around the hard nubs and swells of her br**sts.
Still with one nipple covered in the heat of his mouth, Gage’s hands lowered to the front of her jeans, urgently tugging on the buttons. In no time he had them unfastened, shoving the tight jeans down her generous hips. Kate lifted off the couch, letting him undress her. He moved his lips lower, gliding over her ribcage, her quivering belly, till he was kneeling before her. His tongue trailed over her flesh and he groaned deeply as she arched her spine, offering herself up to his teasing passion. He reached underneath to cup her ass and lift her up, pressing her into his face. He flicked his tongue across her thigh and felt her shudder convulsively, before he dipped even lower, his cool tongue leaving a trail of wetness across her heated core. He nuzzled the softness of her panties and Kate felt the darkness of bliss explode within her vision, blinding her.
He pulled her legs apart, moving her panties to the side of her thigh, revealing her swollen labia. Lowering his face between her legs she felt the flutter of his skillful, velvet tongue against her p**sy, flying over her thighs and then back over to her budding, hard clit.
“Oh, God…”
He sucked her cl*t into his mouth gently and carefully, taking his time with every inch of it, playing with the sensitive nub until she was screaming for mercy.
Never should have let you go, Kate seemed to hear him say, his raspy words muffled into her p**sy. Shuddering, Gage lifted his face to look at her and Kate’s hooded vision noted the tortured shadows in his handsome features.
“You make me want you so badly,” he said on a groan. “It’s not like I thought it would be; it’s not something that’s going to just fade away.”
Kate stared deeply into his eyes. “What do you want from me?” The wonder in her tone could not be denied. From the first time she’d seen him again, she’d been under his spell. Many times she could have told him to go to hell, or she could have walked away but she didn’t. The pull was too strong; like a magnet, he drew her to him till she was at risk of losing her sense of self. Could she make the final leap of faith and fall into him like her soul begged her to do?
“You don’t have to fight this,” Gage told her, making her chest constrict as she realized he could sense her wariness, her inner fears and insecurities.
“This can be what we both want. It doesn’t need to make sense, Kate. We both know no one else can make us feel this way.”
He lifted himself up and leaned over her, kissing her lightly, teasing her with his soft tongue, and she tried to force him to kiss her harder and deeper as his words swam in her mind, leaving her breathless but he pulled away, standing on his feet. Kate watched hungrily as he unzipped his faded jeans and let them drop, exposing his thick, swollen cock.
Kate edged forward, anxious to wrap her hand around the shaft. She licked her lips to wet them, as she closed her fist around his granite-hard erection. Gage groaned deeply as she started to stroke him, moving her wrists skillfully, fluidly, twisting and pulling his c*ck in a steady dance of unbridled desire. She whimpered as she felt him swell in her hand, a drop of pr**um tipping from the head to squeeze its way down to her wrist. Working his shaft up and down, she felt the vibrations rumble from his throat, his hunger burning into the air. She felt his thighs flex in anticipation as she moved her mouth closer, warming his broad, carved cockhead with her soft breath.
Gage grasped the back of her head in both his hands, his fingers tangling in her hair, his h*ps jerking forward at the mere whisper of her lips closing in on his throbbing cock. Kate opened her lips wide open to accept his cock, sucking hard and deep. She carefully slid one hand down the full length of him, reveling in the heated flesh that ran through her fingers. She followed the trail with her mouth, hollowing her cheeks so she could take more of him in, her head bobbing up and down, intent on swallowing up every inch of him. Focusing on sucking as hard as she could while maintaining the perfect speed, she was spurred on by the ragged growl that tore from his throat.
His hands in her hair were urging, his moans filling the tour bus and giving her all the incentive she needed to be more adventurous, giving. She pulled his c*ck out of her mouth and slid her tongue up and down his powerful erection, slanting her head and feeding his balls into her mouth. She felt them tighten, her name a gruff sound in his throat. Bracing her hands on his muscular hips, she returned to sucking his cock, using the muscles in her cheeks to draw him in deeper till his base was stretching her lips and jaw. The walls of her throat rippled around him as her gag reflex kicked in, but she didn’t pull away. Wanting to give him as much pleasure as she was could, she fought to relax her throat as she rocked her mouth forward and backwards on his cock.
Gage was panting, his pelvis thrusting harder as his fingers gripped her hair tightly. Kate could feel him pushing himself deeper into her mouth, before moving back again, steadily mounting her face while she sucked him with everything she had. Mouth filling with saliva, which spilled from the edges, and sweat misting her brow, Kate matched his rhythm. Suddenly, he paused, his lips parted and gasping for breath.
Moving quickly, he pulled her up to him, his mouth melding against hers, all thought taking flight on passion’s wings. She clung to his broad shoulders as he carried her through to the bunkroom and moments later Kate felt the bouncy firmness of the bed beneath her. Lying on her back, she felt Gage hook his fingers into her panties and draw them down her raised hips, down her legs before peeling them from her ankles.