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Kate lay in the middle of the swimmingly large bed, tantalized by the exquisite, soft sheets and the body of her lover snaking behind hers, his chest pressed tightly against her back, his hands wrapped around her. Their skin was slightly damp from the bath, and she shivered as his potent touch prickled over her skin.
“The more things change, the more they stay the same,” he whispered and she giggled.
“Look at us, Gage. What are we doing, baby?” Suddenly it became important to find answers, to completely understand what he was willing to give.
“We’re enjoying each other. Holding onto something real, something that started long before life got crazy.” His tone was light, casual and if there was no need for words at all. Kate nodded, surrendering to the realization that despite how connected they were, they were still miles apart. Gage would never be able to give her what she needed because his world just wouldn’t allow him to and he would never understand that a woman like her needed reassurance before unlocking the cage around her heart.
Almost asleep, Gage squeezed her one last time, her curved ass settling against his groin, his strong hands resting comfortably on her stomach.
She couldn’t sleep. Despite the hypnotic rhythm of his breath, and the incredible feeling of his body wrapping her in his warmth, her heart was restless and if it weren’t for the fact that she knew that she needed to be strong and to hide the truth in her heart, she would have sobbed openly in his arms, begging him to just be the man that she once knew… and not someone that she felt was untouchable.
She knew the truth. Things between them were different now and there was no turning back, despite how much she wished it so. She had her chance. There was a time when he was completely hers for the taking, and there was nothing that he wouldn’t have done for her, given her – yet she threw it all away. She threw him away, and now it was time to pay the piper for her ruthlessness and she grimaced at the memory of the day she let him go.
Sighing deeply, she curled against him, teary-eyed and weak. She couldn’t bring this down on him right now, not at a time in his life where he already had so many people wanting every last pound of flesh that he had to give. This was his time, and it was something he had worked hard for his entire life. She couldn’t…wouldn’t make this about her. Not now and especially not after the truth hit her so hard in the stomach that she wanted to double over in agony at all she had lost.
She loved him. She had never stopped.
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Day after day, as they made their way from city to city, she told herself she was allowing herself to travel down a path of no return, but she forced herself to wear a confident, carefree smile in Gage’s presence. Every time she submitted to her need for him, she knew she was slinking deeper into the pit of dark desire and that if she weren’t careful she would be consumed entirely, unable to pull herself out, shake herself off and walk away when needed.
He certainly didn’t make it any easier on her. He could never seem to get enough of her. No matter the time or place, if he wanted to have her, he would. After the unforgettable night together at the hotel, they had rejoined the tour as if nothing had happened. From city to city they traveled and in all that time, no promises were made, none demanded. Even when he had her hoarse from calling out his name as they came together, it was never about love. Only mindless, carefree passion.
She’d given in too easily into his reckless lifestyle and she wondered if there would have been a better way to reunite with him, or if it would never had happened at all had she not agreed to take on this venture. The music, the crowds; the ride; it was wild and crazy; one blaring loud memory after another with no time to stop and take it all in. When he was out on stage, he gave and gave and yet, there was a sense that his fans would never be satisfied. They wanted more from him, their insatiable appetite consuming him so that all he could think about was how he could give them more – how he could be everything they needed and expected him to be. He’d give anything to those who admired him from afar, yet with Kate, he offered no promises, no offerings, and no commitment. And Kate didn’t dare ask him for anything. She focused on doing her job, sending the magazine regular updates and managing the video crew who shot footage for an upcoming special. She fought to keep her mind on work and to not let her heart get caught in the mix, even as Gage threw her in turmoil every time he took her with even more heated intensity than the last.
There was a time when she dreaded being part of his world and now she was wracked with anxiety about the fact that it would soon end. Gage would never leave the crazy life that he created for himself, and she would never fit into it.
***
“I love you like this.” His voice was rough and edgy, as he pushed her gently onto the bed in the King suite that had been reserved just for him. Normally he preferred to just stay on the bus but the mayor in town wouldn’t hear of it, having reserved the entire top floor in the beautiful inn, minutes from the arena.
“Like what?” Kate whispered, confused but delighted by the devilish grin that spread across Gage’s face. She stifled a giggle, as he threw himself on top of her.
“No makeup, no fancy hair, no façade. Just you, natural, beautiful…just the way you were when we first met.” He ran his fingertips over her chin, before brushing a strand of hair away from her face, moving it to rest behind her ear.
Kate’s cheeks flushed in a crimson glow. She appreciated the compliment but it also embarrassed her. She had wanted to look sexy for him but she had been so busy catching up on editing her latest journal entry for the magazine that she hadn’t had time to even think about her hair or her face. These days she was lucky to find time for a quick shower.
“Oh.”
Gage chuckled softly before closing in on her for a gentle kiss.
“Oh? What do you mean…oh? Don’t you know how beautiful you are?”
He didn’t wait for a reply before he slid his mouth down her neck. With a growl, he fisted her shirt over her perfectly round br**sts, exposing them to the coolness of the room. Edging his mouth close to her skin, his tongue was the first to make contact, circling around the hardened buds, rubbing roughly against the underside of her br**sts, his tongue lapping at every exposed inch of visible curve.
He ramped up her hunger to dizzying heights as his fingers crawled across her stomach, squeezing and kneading her skin before finally reaching her hot, quivering p**sy. Her loose fitted jogging pants made it easy for his hand to slide inside of the cotton material and within minutes he was rocking two fingers into her core, burying them deep inside of her.
“Gage!” Her breathy voice spoke of her urgent need to feel him inside of her. His fingers would never be enough, not today. The buzzing in her head was amplified by the whisper in her ear, his mouth pressed firmly against her cheek, telling her just how hot she made him.
He was fierce and taking in his passion and only when he had worked her into a frenzy did he finally move into position, lowering himself on top of her, pushing her knees up and apart as far as he could spread them so that nothing would stop his tongue from invading her hot slit with fiendish delight. Kate’s spine curved, arching her body from the bed, her toes curling as she moaned with wild impulse.
Gage’s tongue danced lightly over her clit, his hot breath wafting over her sensitive skin, driving her crazy. She loved the way that his gentle fingers spread her open, before sliding up to his knuckles while his skilled tongue darted over her cl*t with endless strokes, relentlessly jabbing and probing her until she was close to cli**x.
Kate’s fingers clenched tightly to the bed sheets, a cry rippling to the ceiling overhead. He gave her more, two fingers sliding into her p**sy as far as they could go, and her muscles instinctively snagged on him like Velcro, making him growl with hunger for her. He told her how good she tasted, sweet and tender, like fresh strawberries steeped in honey. Kate could only whimper in reply, feeling his tongue flutter across her cl*t with unstoppable speed. She gave in totally to everything he offered; her whole self was turned to nothingness, a puppet under his control.
“Closer,” he commanded in a deep voice that was filled with lust
He pulled her over to him as he settled back against the pillows. Kate was trembling with desire as he positioned her so that she was laying across his body in a perfect line, her p**sy straddling his face, giving her mouth free reign over his cock. She whimpered at the sight of his thick, hard shaft with angry protruding veins that signified just how turned on he was. Feverish with desire, Kate leaned forward inching her mouth towards his velvet shaft until her tongue was able to run along the base, sliding smoothly across the head as a drop of pr**um trickled down to land on his balls.
Gage wrapped his hands around her gripping her ass as he forced her p**sy to meld with his tongue, his face now buried between her curvy thighs. She moaned with pleasure at the electric sensations of her lover’s gentle lips and tongue that continuously lapped and suckled at her cl*t and labia. Unable to hold back she began grinding her hips, pushing her p**sy down on his face and he kept up with her rhythm, lapping at her, nipping her cl*t with the bluntness of his teeth, before suckling gently on her diamond-bud.
Lost in a frenzy of passion, Kate widened her lips to accept his thick, swollen cock. As Gage brought her closer to orgasm she found it easier to slide her mouth down his shaft and take him deeper into her throat. Wildly bucking against his face, she deep-throated his shaft, her fingers cupping and squeezing his balls eliciting a groan from his lips as she playfully teased him into surrendering. His c*ck was so steely, so rigid and powerful that her body quivered at the sensation of it filling her throat, and she hollowed out her cheeks to make room for him. His h*ps began to move, pumping upwards and sending more of his granite-hard length into her mouth.
Trembling with her hunger for him, Kate twirled her tongue around the shaft that was buried in her mouth, teasing the head of his c*ck while she worked her head up and down, going faster and faster. She pulled his c*ck from her mouth only long enough to lap at his balls, lashing her hot wet tongue over his tight scrotum, feeling his balls tighten up in preparation of unleashing himself into her throat.
Suddenly he gripped her h*ps fiercely, forcing her to plough his face until she was smothering him in her sex, and he moved his head from side to side, creating a maddening friction.
Kate gasped, her mouth releasing his c*ck for a moment as she savored the sensation of his tongue tracing her anal ring. Shudders of shamed pleasure racked her frame and she felt a blush steal over her cheeks. But Gage didn’t give her any time to dwell on her sensibilities. He was intent on pushing past her boundaries, in every way possible. Without pause, he pushed his index finger knuckle-deep into her wetted ass and made her go rigid in stunned, hot pleasure as tingles erupted across her skin.
“Does that feel good, baby?” Gage rasped, pushing deeper and bringing every hidden nerve ending to life. Kate’s fingers tightened reflexively around his cock, and around his finger her anal muscles contracted, then released. Kate felt the sweet agony consume every inch of her body, leaving her a stuttering mess.