Rock Bottom (5 page)

“Do you like
it hard?” he panted, tearing his mouth from her neck to whisper against her
shoulder. “I seem to remember that you like it a little rough.”

Her breath
came out on a harsh exhale, clouding the air. Her heartbeat accelerated and a
thin trickle of wetness slid down her inner thigh, and she squeezed her legs
together to try to halt its flow.

“Is that a
yes?” His voice was husky and his mouth was a mere inch from her neck once
again. A sound that might have been a word came from her mouth and pulled his
cock from her core to spin her around to face him.  Instantly, his lips
came down on hers.

The kiss was
demanding and furious. His tongue slid against her teeth, forcing them open and
then he was probing the recesses of her mouth, exploring its every corner and
crevasse.

His hands
slid down her back, his strong fingers dug into the curved out halves of her
ass and he lifted her up and forward, tilting her pelvis so that her groin was
parallel to his. He ran his hard cock against her, relishing in the sweet sound
of her surrender. Her moan was low and soft and he stepped back, his eyes
glowing with desire.

She stood
there, her lips bruised and pulped, her senses whirling and her head spinning
in exquisite torture. She could not seem to make sense of her thoughts or
emotions. His hands went to her breasts and once again his cock was burying
itself inside of her, riding her furiously, his teeth nipping at the sensitive
flesh of her breasts, tugging at her nipples, as he lifted her against him, forcing
his swollen shaft into her wet mound.

“Gage…” she
begged, digging her nails into his shoulders as she held on tight. “Please…please,
don’t stop.” She let out a cry when he bit down on her earlobe, and then
screamed his name when another orgasm crashed through her quivering body,
filling her with a powerful buzzing bliss that spread through her body and she
wondered how she had ever went so many years without him.

He was out of
her before she’d finished, pushing her down so that her knees met the hard
floor. His fingers fisted her hair as he pressed the head of his cock against
her lips. “Take it,” he demanded.

Still swept
up in the moment, she opened her mouth willingly and took his entire length
into her cheeks. The salty taste of pre-cum lingered on her tongue along with a
unique flavor she recognized as her own and she lapped and stroked the shaft
and base with everything she had. Wanting to make him ache for her, she cupped
his balls with one hand as she encircled the base of his shaft with the other,
massaging him as she deep throated him, inch by inch. His groans of
encouragement spurred her on, making her wet and hungry for him all over again,
and she felt little shocks of pleasure dart through her body as she claimed his
seed in her mouth, making sure he never forgot just how much she wanted him.

Finally he
stiffened, growling her name as he came, his eyes wide with unblinking desire,
rocking his hips to meet her mouth as streams of hot semen exploded into her
throat. She swallowed every last drop of him, smiling in satisfaction as his
body shook with the force of his orgasm. Gasping, he reached out to brace
himself against the wall, his chest heaving, his heartbeat slowing as the
sensation fizzled until there was nothing left but honesty.

And in that
moment, as he stood propping himself against the elevator wall, the woman of
his past kneeling in front of him, willing to do whatever made him happy, he realized
that he was right all along…he was totally and completely wrong for her.

* * *

Walking,
breathlessly, into the huge penthouse suite that had been reserved for them,
Gage opened the door and then stepped aside to allow Kate to enter first. 
Still reeling from his orgasm he felt confused, shameful even, and when she
made her way into the bathroom he was relieved that he had a private minute to
gather his thoughts.

What exactly
was bothering him so much?

It wasn’t
like he was using her. The attraction for her was real, and she wanted him just
as much as he wanted her. After all, they were two consenting adults and
whatever they agreed to do, whether it was his idea or not, was something she
could freely choose or disregard.  So why was he feeling a heavy pang of
guilt bearing down on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe?

Within
minutes she walked back into the room, and he could think of nothing more than
the fact that he wished he could take her into his arms again, force her body
flush against his and ease her into his touch until she was begging for him to
take her.  What was it about Kate Preston that could reduce him to a
pathetic, heated, shell of a man, never satisfied with her for long before he
wanted…
needed
her again?

“Tired?” She
cocked her head to the side analyzing him and he realized that he hadn’t said a
word to her since they had entered the penthouse.

“Oh, no,
no.  Just thinking.”  He shot her a grin but he caught the shiver of
apprehension that tore through her body. “Come here.”

She obeyed,
approaching him carefully stopping a few feet away, but he reached out and
brought her in, his hands grabbing for her arms, and she drew in a deep breath
when he took her into his arms.

“What are you
thinking about?” She purred as he ran a hand down to the small of her back,
causing her to go to still though he could hear her heaving breathing as he
brought her close to his chest, rocking her gently in a slow dance.

“I was
thinking about how nice it would be to take a bath with you.  You game?”

 Suddenly
shy now that she was alone in the exquisitely appointed hotel suite wrapped in
Gage’s arms, Kate struggled with nerves. The last time she’d been with him in
such a place, she’d been overwhelmed with need for him and yet had left with
that need unquenched. Now, after two weeks stuck on tour with him, she was
still feeling the overpowering weight of her desire for Gage but this time, she
would make the choice to give in with no holding back.

She was
suddenly very aware of her every curve, her round ass and shapely hips and
though she knew that Gage was attracted to her, it was one thing to make love
to him fiercely and passionately as they were distracted by the incredible
hunger, but to bathe with him, to be cradled in his arms in such a sensual way
was a whole other thing.

“I promise,
you’ll enjoy it,” Gage murmured, raking his fingers through her hair and
pulling out the pins so that the auburn locks cascaded over her face. “Besides,
we have to get cleaned up after that elevator ride.”

His teasing,
lustful smile made Kate’s breasts grow heavy. The memory of his cock buried
deep inside of her in the elevator had far from faded. And it had left her
hungry for more.

 Shedding
the last of her doubts – for now, Kate backed away from him, sucked in a
deep breath and then lifted her hands to the hem of her shirt. He noticed how
her fingers trembled as she drug the material up and across her skin before
casting it on a nearby chair. She saw his eyes gleam in awareness as she shed her
clothing, tensing only when her skirt slid down to her ankles, leaving her
completely vulnerable and dressed in nothing but her bra and panties.

 There
was no mistaking the feral shadow of arousal that made his features darken. To
know that this man, desired by so many women not just around the country but
around the world, wanted only her – right here and now, once again, made
Kate feel powerful and special.

And it was
exactly
what she needed.

By the time
she was stripped down, she’d reached the bathroom door. Spinning on her heels,
she moved out of the room and she heard his earthy, hungry growl as she
disappeared from his line of sight.

The
marble-lined bathroom was oversized, and yet there was no mistaking the
intimacy as the air was soon filled with the scents and steam from the oils
swirling in the bubble bath. Gage was completely naked when he appeared moments
later and found her reclining in the tub, her neck stretched out against the
porcelain, all but her shoulders and breasts were cloaked in a thick foam of
bubbles. In his hands he held two thick-stemmed glasses half-filled with a
light green-colored liquid.

“Absinthe…something
I think you should try – at least once,” Gage explained with a wolfish
smile as he walked towards her. Kate couldn’t tear her eyes from his beautifully
chiseled body, rippling with vitality and definition in each golden sinew. His
lean, tight frame was the perfect backdrop for his thick, long cock that was twitching
at the sight of beautiful, curvy Kate who squirmed lower into the scented foam.
It had been a long time since Gage had seen her completely naked and she still
felt a burst of self-consciousness and vulnerability as she submerged into the
water so that she was covered up to her neck.

“You know,
this is a first for us…taking a bath together.” he added, sliding into the
water behind her with a smooth, fluid movement, carefully placing the wine
glasses on the table next to the bathtub.

“I don’t know
why we never did it before,” Kate lied. She knew exactly why there were few
intimate memories like this to recall. She had been far too self conscious of
her body back then and would have never have been comfortable with letting him
wrap his beautiful, hard body around hers as he was doing now. She knew that
she had robbed herself of so many opportunities for romance just because she
was far too worried about maintaining the illusion that she was in better shape
than she really was, but she had to admit, she absolutely loved the slippery
feel of his body cradling hers and she pushed any self-doubt to the back of her
mind.

Reaching
around, he pulled her towards him until she was resting with her back nestled
firmly against his chest. He settled her in between his thighs and gathered her
wavy red hair to the side of her nape while his arm locked her around her waist,
effectively pinning her to him.

“You’re so
beautiful,” he murmured softly in her ear, his breathing short as he kissed her
temple. “Don’t ever doubt how desirable you are…then and now.”

He reached
for a glass and handed it to her.  She swirled the pretty liquid around
before taking a sip. It had a headily bitter flavor, potent and almost raw in
its burning quality. Kate gasped, her eyes pinned to the ceiling as the liquid
went straight through her nerves, causing her libido to radiate like sonic
waves through her system. She boldly took another sip, and another, before Gage
chuckled softly and retrieved the glass from her fingers. Kate’s tongue swept
over her lips and she leaned closer against him, reeling from the different
sensations coursing through her bloodstream.

She barely
protested when he took the washcloth and soap from the table and began to wash
her body. His hands were gentle as he ran the soapy cloth over her back,
shoulders, arms, and she shivered as he lathered and kneaded her breasts. The
washcloth moved down her abdomen, then between her thighs, and she whimpered.

“Does that
feel good, Kate?” he murmured into her ear.

“Oh, yes.”
She breathed as her head fell back against his chest.

His hands
were tender as he massaged her pussy, and Kate loved the scorching burn of his
tender, knowing ministrations, the steam hovering around them making her relax
as arousal rose higher within. Inserting one finger and then two, he coerced
another cry from her as she bucked her hips, grinding herself against his hand
as he maintained his slow, torturous pace.

Kate moaned
deeply, her arms lifting to tangle in his hair, and he slid his hands up and
over her belly to her full, round breasts.  His lips trailing over her
cheek, he teased her nipples with relentless delight, cupping, kneading and
squeezing them into his soapy hands, his murmurs of approval making her purr
with pleasure.

It was a
slow, steady seduction that took Kate’s breath away. Gage took his time with
her, running his hands all over her body while he kissed her face and nipped at
her jaw.  Her skin pink from the heat of the water mixed with raw passion,
she bristled with hunger as he continued to explore every curve of her body,
squeezing the meaty flesh of her thighs before returning his fingers to her
core.

“I love how
you make me feel.” Kate sighed, squirming against his broad chest. One large
hand slid from her breast down to her quivering belly and Kate’s breath
hitched.

“Spread your
legs for me, baby,” Gage whispered, his fingertips dancing close to the
juncture of her thighs. Kate obeyed, the water lapping softly in between her
knees.

“Wider,” Gage
said thickly, and she obliged, separating her legs as far as they could go. This
time Gage didn’t reach down to stroke her pussy but instead he lifted her up by
the hips, bringing her onto his lap.  The water sloshed wildly against the
sides of the tub as he carefully positioned her against him, his rigid cock
slipping easily into her burning hot pussy.

Kate let out
a shrill cry as Gage’s thick cock forced her tender walls to allow him entry,
but instead of taking her roughly and wildly, he simply wrapped his arms around
her shoulders, his hand cupping her neck, the other hand fingering her hair.

She pushed
against him, struggling for a moment, only to realize that he had positioned
her so that she couldn’t move away from him. Fire seared down her spine, desire
followed.

“I just want
to feel myself inside of you.” He growled against her cheek.

The instant
Gage’s fingers slid between the sweet, slick folds of her pussy once again, she
let out a shrill, desperate cry, unable to hold back, urging him to continue
while desperately trying to anchor herself against him, as excitement and
desire propelled her forward, wanting to crush her body back and forth,
thrusting herself down onto his swollen cock.