Rock Hard (5 page)

There was a
buzzing in Kate’s every nerve cell as she felt Gage’s tongue tease her lobe
while his fingers deftly unbuttoned her blouse. In seconds, he was pushing down
the cups of her bra and letting her bouncy tits spill into his hands. He
groaned deep in his throat and Kate couldn’t hold back her whimper of pleasure
even as she said his name in protest.

He merely
squeezed harder, pushing her tits together as he massaged the full flesh. His
breath had quickened and for a few moments, Kate let herself savor the
sensation of Gage’s hands on her; his lips pressing to the sensitive skin
beneath her ear. The feelings made her tremble.

“Do you know
what it does to a man? To feel these beautifully heavy breasts in my palm…to
inhale the sweet scent of cinnamon and rose oil in your hair…Your sensuous
perfume…Unforgettable, comforting – and yet maddening all at once. I
swore I would never feel this way…not for you, Kate. I never believed I could
ever want you again. Like this – like I could rip your clothes off and
fuck you where you stand. Just back you up against the wall, wrap your legs
around me and…”

He broke off
with a harsh breath, his fingers suddenly hitching on her nipples. Clamping
them both in his thumb and index finger, he pulled, making her moan out loud in
sensual torment.

“I want you
to stay,” he said, a feral edge to his firm tone. “I want your passion, your
moist, hidden heat. I want you to give yourself to me like the past five years
never happened.”

“But it did,”
Kate said, her voice cracking with anger at herself and him as she brushed his
hands away and scooped her top together, whipping round to face him with
glowering eyes.

Ignoring the
tingling ache in her breasts, that begged for his touch, his lips, she bit out,
“I guess because you’re a rock star, gorgeous and available, I should automatically
jump into your bed after five whole years? I told you many times before, Gage.
This is just a job to me. I can’t…I can’t let it be anything more. Not when I
know it could have been anyone. It’s not truly me you want; you just want a
body to satisfy your needs with. I’ll be just another faceless lover, forgotten
even before you woke up the next morning and find me gone.”

“Same old
Kate,” he said drily, pushing his hands through his hair in that way that sent
the long dark locks tumbling with even sexier disarray around his handsome
face.

“You just
have to intellectualize everything. It isn’t enough for you to know that even
after the way you left me…even with what happened between us, I still want you
so bad I’m shaking with it.”

Sighing
harshly as if angry with the admission, he gritted out, “But you’re right; this
is a bad idea. And far be it from me to force you or anyone into my bed.” He
nodded briefly, then turned away and headed for the phone. “I’ll get the
chauffeur to take you wherever you want to go.”

* * *

Kate didn’t
want to go.

Gage’s back
was turned to her and she drank in the picture of his broad, tall frame with
that gorgeous dark hair tumbling over his shoulders. His hips in those jeans
and that tight, manly ass…an ache as strong and old as time ripped through the
juncture in her thighs. She took a step forward, and then another as she saw
him pick up the phone and thumb a few numbers.

Her hand fell
tentatively on his back, and she felt him stiffen. He twisted around to look
into her eyes, and she heard his breath catch as he noted the fiery invitation
she could no longer conceal.

With a low
growl, he tossed aside the phone and grabbed her in his arms. His lips found
hers in an eating, open-mouthed kiss filled with wet, hungry fire.

He swore
underneath his breath, his arms like steel bands around her waist as he lifted
her off the ground and walked her backwards, straight into the bedroom beyond.
Kate gasped out loud as he suddenly tossed her on the bed. Rising off her back,
she bit on her lip as he started to rip off his clothes.

“Strip, Kate.
Now. Or I swear I’ll fuck you straight through those jeans,” Gage rasped.
Fingers trembling, Kate quickly complied by unbuttoning and shoving her jeans
down her legs. She saw his eyes blaze as he saw her silky red panties. Gage had
always loved her wearing red silk. Had she subconsciously worn this particular
pair in the hope that this would happen? It seemed far-fetched even for her but
the lust-bitten Kate couldn’t rule out that possibility.

She shrugged
off her unbuttoned top and next, tore off her bra. Now left in just her
panties, she leaned back on her elbows and watched Gage kick out of his boxer
briefs, leaving his lithe, sexy frame naked.

Kate had
never seen a man with a body so beautiful. Like it was lovingly carved from
marble, his every muscle stood out in ripped perfection. His skin glowed in the
golden lights from the lamps in the bedroom. There was symmetry in his ever
line and the dark hairs dusting his lower belly led a tempting trail to his
cock which sprung thick and long with a slight upward curve that made her mouth
water.

He was soon
pressing her down into the mattress with his welcome weight. His hands linked
with hers and were pinned on either side of her head.

“Let me taste
of you again,” he gruffed with lips tangling against hers. “Like I’ve only done
in my dreams. You’ve haunted me, Kate. Just when I think I’ve finally got you
out of my mind…you come back. And once again you wish to bring me to my knees.”

Kate tried to
shake her head, only to gasp as he bit gently into her bottom lip. He ground
into her with his lower body, and she felt the surging pulse of his cock
against her inner thigh. Instinctively, she pushed her legs further apart.

“Yes,” he
said on a groan, settling within her thighs. Plucking away from her mouth, his
mouth trekked its way down her throat to her breasts which were upturned and
rounded by the way her arms were pinned up on either side of her.

“Beautiful.
So…beautiful,” he breathed against the swell of one breast, before running his
tongue to trace the crinkling coin of her nipple. Kate gasped and arched
against him. “Peaches…” he murmured, biting lustily into her flesh, before
running the flat of his tongue over the same spot, “…And cream.”

Kate could hear
herself moaning, unable to stop while he journeyed further down to the gentle
swell of her belly. His head was soon settled in the midst of her thighs and he
inhaled deeply, a shuddering sigh escaping him.

“Ambrosia
must have been made of what lies within these pink, swollen petals,” Gage said,
right before he began to feast upon her like a man possessed. Kate clawed at
the sheets as his tongue slapped even more slickness unto her sodden folds. He
sucked on her clit and tugged upon the lips of her vulva, groaning deep in his
throat.

“Spread
yourself wide for me, baby,” he commanded, and Kate instinctively lowered her
fingers to her cunt, parting her lips in the way she remembered so well how he
liked.

Her middle
and index fingers formed a ‘v’, spreading her pussy apart so that the pink,
moist flesh glistened into sight.

“So pink and
perfect,” Gage groaned, as he lapped the soft, inviting tissues with his
tongue. Kate’s pelvis bucked, her nerve endings coming to life with lightning
quickness. His tongue jabbed deep inside her, bringing her arousal to a
swelling, melting pitch. A warm current of lust wafted back and forth within
her walls as Gage tongue-fucked her, plucking at her mound and flickering at
her clitoris in turns. She was breathless from screeching.

“Oh, Gage,
you’re…oh my goodness, that’s…” She babbled, feeling him tease her core with
masterful enjoyment.

“That’s it,
baby,” he said hoarsely, running his tongue along her slit from top to bottom
and then from side to side. “Melt for me. I want to drive you crazy with just
my tongue.”

“Yes,
please….yes,” Kate moaned, her hips undulating helplessly till he clamped her
thighs with each hand, holding her down as he expertly sent the blade of
ecstasy slicing her almost in half. She was screaming his name through gritted
teeth as she suddenly came, spraying her juices of delight upon Gage’s waiting
tongue. He groaned deeply in approval, lapping up every drop and making her
spasms even more intensified, as his tongue never stopped dancing over her pleasure
points.

“Fucking
fantastic,” he growled, nuzzling the softness of her sex with the lower half of
his face. “You can be my drug, Kate. I wouldn’t mind getting strung out on
you.” He gave her pink inner lips one last, lingering kiss before he straightened
his frame over hers, seeking and finding her mouth.

Still
half-dazed by her monumental climax, Kate whimpered as her musky taste was
injected into her from his lips and tongue. She sucked on his wetness, hearing
his feral groan of pleasure and feeling an answering jolt of arousal tear into
her. Already, she was on fire for him, again. After five years, they were now
naked, together – in bed. And her body just couldn’t seem to get enough.

“Do you want
to fuck me, rock star?” she asked breathily, her mouth open and sultry against
his. His harsh breathing filled her ears like music. She remembered well how he
liked her to talk dirty. Back then she’d been too shy, but now…she was a grown
ass woman and she wasn’t the strait-laced Kate Preston he used to know. Not
tonight, anyway.

“Hell yeah I
do,” he gruffed, burying his face in her throat and nicking her with his teeth
before sucking hard on the same spot, making her squirm. “I could never resist
you, Kate. Damn right I want to fuck you.”

“But first, I
need you in my mouth,” she moaned, biting on her lower lip sensuously as her
body rippled beneath his hard, heavy heat. “I want your big fat cock sliding in
and out of my lips, Gage.”

“Aw, fuck.
Kate.” He groaned, but he was moving. Sliding up on his knees beside her,
before cupping the back of her head and guiding it to where his cock reared
proud and thick. He was swollen and heavy, the vein beneath his shaft was long
and raised, pulsing beneath the finger she placed against it. Her eyes wide
with awe, she licked her lips, not peeling her gaze from his carved crown with
its purple tip and its slit gleaming with pre-cum.

Kate loved
his body; it was so fit and just like that of a competitive swimmer’s; all
narrow waist and strong, muscled thighs. Perfect abs and pecs that felt good
beneath her hands as she caressed them over his skin. Impulsive, incredibly
aroused, Kate reached up to lick the skin of his chest, lingering close to his
nipples and running her tongue around one before shifting to the other. She
felt his fingers grip her hair and tug on the roots, making her whimper. She
flicked the tip of her tongue over his copper-colored nub, making him groan
deep in his throat. Then she pressed warm, soft kisses upon his perfectly
ridged abs, and heard his sharp intake of breath as she travelled lower.

Finally, she
focused on the beautiful cock before her, her mouth just inches from its
mushroom cap. He was so hard and hot in her hand as she circled his immense
girth with her fingers. She couldn’t help but tell him how beautiful his cock
was, and how much she wanted it filling her mouth to the brim – and then
doing the same for her pussy.

Her raunchy
words made him groan and he wrapped her long red locks around his wrists, using
the strands as handle bars to urge her lips even closer.

Needing no
further instruction, Kate opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to lick at
him like a lollipop. His growl of approval spurred her on. Hungrily, she sucked
on his cap, humming when she tasted drops of his manly essence. Saliva spilled
from her wide-open lips, wetting his glans and whetting her appetite.

Closing her
eyes blissfully, she sucked him partway down, her lips snug around his width as
her tongue worked wickedly within. Her other hand reached up and cupped his
balls, stroking them into tight, swollen orbs while she tried to stuff more of
his thickness down her throat.

“Kate…ah,
Kate. You naughty girl,” Gage gasped in delight as she began to bob back and
forth, tugging on his turgid flesh with her slippery lips. Inch by inch, she
insinuated her mouth further down his shaft till she was gagging from it. He
was jabbing at her throat as he began a steady face-fuck, the room filling with
lewd noises of sucking and dribbling.

Gage gripped
tighter on her hair, making her scalp tingle with agonizing pleasure. He used
her mouth roughly, throat-fucking her with a sudden burst of intensity that had
her almost blacking out. And then he was pulling away from her mouth, giving
her room to gasp in air as his deep rumble of lust filled the air.

“No more
torture, babe; you’ll have me exploding too soon.” His voice was hardly
recognizable, and he surprised her when he grabbed her ankles and drew her to
the edge of the bed. She was caught between a gasp and a giggle as he
positioned himself standing right between her legs, which he raised high to
rest her foot on each shoulder. Exposed totally to him by this position, Kate
could only throw her arms back and arc her spine off the bed in wanton
submission.

“Damn you are
so fucking sexy,” Gage muttered, staring hard at her as her hair spilled out
over the sheets, her body flushed with pink eagerness.

“Take me,
Gage. Rock my world,” Kate urged in a whispery tone, her eyes holding his for a
time-warping moment. She watched as he fisted his thick long cock and lined in
to her quivering slit. He brush-stroked the cap over her sex, causing the
moistness to drip faster and more copiously. They both groaned.

The lights in
her eyes dimmed and there was a shaking in her limbs as Gage slid his length
halfway into her snatch. Her wetness welcomed him with a smooth, purposeful
entry that had them both gasping. He was big, lord he was so big. He filled her
tightness to overflowing, making her yelp at the stretching sensation. Pleasure
from pain…such a potent equation