hormonal teenager who was allowed the luxury of making crazy
mistakes. She was a full-grown woman and every decision she made would either
help or harm her future in some way. Besides, she wasn’t foolish enough to
believe that giving herself to Gage once again would be something that she
could easily walk away from if it didn’t work out.
Not this
time . The thoughts breezed through her mind, unable to settle into
logic for as long as she watched him, her mind and body was under his complete
control, and while she knew better to let herself wander into the realm of
devilishly naughty fantasies with Gage, it was easier said than done.
Yes, she’d
been weak, longing for a piece of him, just one time. He had felt so
good…tasted so incredibly delicious, and it had been years since she had felt
the way that he made her feel. His kiss had melted all time and distance
between them, leaving her to remember the first time they’d ever touched. And
when he’d been inside of her, thrusting into the very core of her womanhood, he
made her forget every other lover she’d had after him. The way his breath danced
across her neck, tickling her throat before his lips pressed down on hers,
claiming them as his own, had left her struggling to breathe. The way he had
gripped her waist, squeezed her hips and lifted her up to meet the burning heat
of his chiseled body, he had so easily erased any shadow of passion she’d ever
felt for another, and replaced it with his branding sensual fervor. Her body
ached from his savage claiming. Forgive me, he’d said . I can’t hold
back. It’s been so long…
Gage had been
right to say those words. It had been long, far too long since her body had
enjoyed such a thorough invasion and he had made her come alive in ways that
she had never expected. Every hard thrust had vibrated through her with such
bold intensity that it felt as though he were trying to imprint himself within every
inch of her soul. It had been such sweet agony to feel him roughly drive his way
in and out of her quivering body, and while she wanted to regain control of her
senses, she had allowed herself to get lost in the madness, and to give in to
her desperate desire to be taken, claimed, loved and wanted so completely.
“I want to
feel myself buried deep inside of you,” he had growled into her ear, his low,
sexy voice electrifying her body, causing every muscle to tighten.
It was all so
deliciously good, yet so very wrong but he’d made it clear that he expected to
do it again, and again. For as long as the tour lasted.
But Kate
decided that Gage didn’t own her and never had. She knew her job with the magazine
hung on the balance – and it was true that they both had a history but
Gage obviously didn’t think much of it. If she’d meant anything at all to him
in the past, he’d treat her with more respect and not like a sex toy hired for
his use.
Gage played
his final solo, and the arena filled with the roar of the multitude of fans.
He’d since discarded his shirt and now with his hair slick and dark, Kate
couldn’t tear her eyes away from him. His torso was like a masterpiece of taut,
rippling muscle, golden-toned beneath the lights of the stage. Each ridge on
his abdomen was so well defined it made her fingers itch to touch them, trace
them, kiss them.
Kate bit on
her bottom lip in frustration. That one night together had only served to
intensify the hunger that burned in her heart for him and she knew it. She
still wanted him – wanted him so much more than she ever thought
possible. Her mind went blank for a moment as she allowed her desire to float
in the air, thinking only of how badly she craved his touch. She could lie to
herself all she wanted to, and she could pretend that she could say no to him
if needed – but she knew that Gage was the greatest temptation of her
life and she’d never have the strength or desire to resist.
* * *
With a woman
like Kate, once could never be
mistakes. She was a full-grown woman and every decision she made would either
help or harm her future in some way. Besides, she wasn’t foolish enough to
believe that giving herself to Gage once again would be something that she
could easily walk away from if it didn’t work out.
Not this
time . The thoughts breezed through her mind, unable to settle into
logic for as long as she watched him, her mind and body was under his complete
control, and while she knew better to let herself wander into the realm of
devilishly naughty fantasies with Gage, it was easier said than done.
Yes, she’d
been weak, longing for a piece of him, just one time. He had felt so
good…tasted so incredibly delicious, and it had been years since she had felt
the way that he made her feel. His kiss had melted all time and distance
between them, leaving her to remember the first time they’d ever touched. And
when he’d been inside of her, thrusting into the very core of her womanhood, he
made her forget every other lover she’d had after him. The way his breath danced
across her neck, tickling her throat before his lips pressed down on hers,
claiming them as his own, had left her struggling to breathe. The way he had
gripped her waist, squeezed her hips and lifted her up to meet the burning heat
of his chiseled body, he had so easily erased any shadow of passion she’d ever
felt for another, and replaced it with his branding sensual fervor. Her body
ached from his savage claiming. Forgive me, he’d said . I can’t hold
back. It’s been so long…
Gage had been
right to say those words. It had been long, far too long since her body had
enjoyed such a thorough invasion and he had made her come alive in ways that
she had never expected. Every hard thrust had vibrated through her with such
bold intensity that it felt as though he were trying to imprint himself within every
inch of her soul. It had been such sweet agony to feel him roughly drive his way
in and out of her quivering body, and while she wanted to regain control of her
senses, she had allowed herself to get lost in the madness, and to give in to
her desperate desire to be taken, claimed, loved and wanted so completely.
“I want to
feel myself buried deep inside of you,” he had growled into her ear, his low,
sexy voice electrifying her body, causing every muscle to tighten.
It was all so
deliciously good, yet so very wrong but he’d made it clear that he expected to
do it again, and again. For as long as the tour lasted.
But Kate
decided that Gage didn’t own her and never had. She knew her job with the magazine
hung on the balance – and it was true that they both had a history but
Gage obviously didn’t think much of it. If she’d meant anything at all to him
in the past, he’d treat her with more respect and not like a sex toy hired for
his use.
Gage played
his final solo, and the arena filled with the roar of the multitude of fans.
He’d since discarded his shirt and now with his hair slick and dark, Kate
couldn’t tear her eyes away from him. His torso was like a masterpiece of taut,
rippling muscle, golden-toned beneath the lights of the stage. Each ridge on
his abdomen was so well defined it made her fingers itch to touch them, trace
them, kiss them.
Kate bit on
her bottom lip in frustration. That one night together had only served to
intensify the hunger that burned in her heart for him and she knew it. She
still wanted him – wanted him so much more than she ever thought
possible. Her mind went blank for a moment as she allowed her desire to float
in the air, thinking only of how badly she craved his touch. She could lie to
herself all she wanted to, and she could pretend that she could say no to him
if needed – but she knew that Gage was the greatest temptation of her
life and she’d never have the strength or desire to resist.
* * *
With a woman
like Kate, once could never be
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