Chapter Twenty-Four
Pacing back and forth, Gage mutters, “What the fuck is this?” Furious, he reads a second time through the text messages Katrina mistakenly forwarded to him.
“I can’t believe the first thing she wanted to do after I fucked her was text Tony Moretti.” In a mocking voice, he reads part of the text message aloud, “Did he hurt you?”
“I should have made sure he couldn’t get his ass up off the ground! Then they profess their love for one another? What the hell? If she loves him so much, why did she invite me back to her house to spend the night in her bed? Why did she let me make love to her so many times and in so many ways? Why did she yield to me over and over again, allowing me to do every dirty little thing I could think of to her?” Now even more enraged, Gage spits out, “Screw her, I got what I wanted! She can have Moretti, if that’s who she wants. He obviously can’t keep her satisfied or she wouldn’t have done all those nasty things with me. He must be a lousy fuck. What do I care? She’s nothing to me.”
He throws his cell phone across the room with such force it hits a wall, shattering the screen into a thousand pieces. Because you have feelings for her you idiot! Oh and nice work, now you need a new phone, dumb ass.
New phone in hand, Gage leaves the store and places a call to The Pit. One of the cocktail waitresses answers, “Good afternoon, The Pit, this is Lissa.”
“Lissa, it’s Gage. Something came up and I won’t be in tonight. Can you make sure we have enough staff scheduled, the bartenders keep the bars fully stocked, check in the liquor delivery that’s due to arrive soon, manage things, and close for me tonight?”
“Not a problem. I don’t have anything going on after work tonight anyway.”
“Thanks. And hey, make sure you keep one of the bouncers with you while you’re closing up, and he walks you to your car. You know my rule, no chick left behind.”
Laughing, she answers, “Yeah I know your chick rules…I’ll take care of it. Enjoy your night off.”
Ending the call, Gage hops on his bike and heads to Kat’s house. He is pissed and he is going to let her know it. He’s decided to confront her about the text messages and find out how she could go from screwing him and inviting him back to her house, to professing her love to that bastard, Moretti. Pulling up at the end of the driveway, Gage switches off the bike and heads towards the wide open garage door where the sound of Chevelle’s Face to the Floor is pounding out of a set of speakers. Inside sits a 1968 Camaro Super Sport with its hood up. Bent over the side of the car, wrench in hand, wiggling her ass in the air to the sound of the music, and singing at the top of her lungs, is Katrina. She has no idea she has company. Standing back and admiring the view, Gage forgets the intended reason for his visit.
Watching her intently, his hands begin to sweat, his throat becomes dry, and an intense need for her grows by the moment. Itching to touch her and taste her, he enters the garage, walks up behind her, leans over, and presses his hard cock against her ass. Flicking out his tongue and sliding it along the folds of her ear, he whispers, “Did you miss me?”
Heart pounding and taken by surprise, Katrina snaps her head up, coming within inches of smashing Gage in the nose. Steadying her, he spins her around and grins.
“Hey it’s okay, it’s only me.”
Inadvertently placing her right hand over her heart she shouts, “You fucking idiot! You scared the shit out of me. I thought you were some fucking freak or rapist. You’re lucky you’re not wearing a wrench in the side of your skull right now.”
Gage laughs loudly. “I didn’t mean to scare you. Just surprise you. You looked so cute bent over the car singing, wiggling your ass in time with the music. I couldn’t help myself.”
“Well next time, try! Otherwise, when I put a dent in your head with a wrench, I’m going to say…oops, so sorry, you looked so scary sneaking up behind me, I couldn’t help myself.”
Still laughing, Gage reaches over, turning down the music, and pulls Kat into his arms.
“Now that you’ve totally freaked me out, what are you doing here, Gage?”
“I have the night off and thought I’d drop by to see if you’d like to get together and go to dinner. We can take a walk on the beach and catch the sunset or hit a movie afterwards, if you’d like. I guess I should have called first, huh?”
“No, it’s ok. Like I said, you just caught me off guard. I’m actually starving and would love to go to dinner, but first I really need to finish putting my new plugs in and head covers on. If my NOS is delivered on time, I’m planning on racing again this weekend.”
Giving her a kiss on the nose and sliding the wrench out of her hand, he chuckles, “Just in case you get any more ideas about that wrench and my head. Now here, let me help you so you can get finished quicker. Hand me the ratchet and a sixteen-millimeter socket. I’ll take out the old plugs and install the new ones. Grab the gapping tool and gap the plugs at 42.”
“Wow, you know all of that right off the top of your head?”
Shrugging his shoulders, Gage answers, “Yeah, I know my way around cars, among other things.”
Once they are finished, Kat runs upstairs to take a quick shower while Gage washes up in the utility sink in the laundry room. While she is dressing for a casual dinner, he heads towards the kitchen to take the dog out before they leave. On his way through the house, he catches the faint scent of something familiar. It couldn’t be, could it? Was someone or something else in her house? The unmistakable scent of something that is not quite human, not quite beast wafts through the room, then it is gone. Drawing a deep breath through his nostrils and into his lungs, he doesn’t detect anything strange. The scent, if he hasn’t imagined it, dissipates as quickly as it has come.
A few minutes after he returns with the dog, Katrina enters the room in a pair of super low rise jeans that barely cover her ass crack, high heeled shoes, and a low cut shirt that hangs about three inches above the top of her jeans, leaving a good portion of her new tattoo showing. Slung over her shoulder is a black Ducati bike jacket that Gage recognizes as his.
“I believe this belongs to you,” she says, holding it out to him.
Extending his arm and accepting the jacket from her, he answers, “You would be correct. Thanks, I was wondering what happened to it.”
“You’re welcome. You left it here the other night.”
So that must be what I picked up the scent from…my own jacket, he thinks, smiling. “Ready?”
“Yup, let’s go.”
Sitting across from one another in a corner booth at a popular beach seafood restaurant, Kat and Gage finish off a bottle of white wine while their dessert is being served. Once the waitress leaves, Gage takes a bite of his pie, smiles and says, “This chocolate silk is delicious. Here, you have to try a bite.”
Reaching across the table, he places his fork with a bite-sized portion of pie on it between her lips. Taking his hand in hers, Kat gently guides it away from her, allowing the pie to slide off the fork and into her mouth. Swallowing, she extracts the fork from his hand and places it on the table. Feeling tipsy and totally uninhibited from all the wine she drank, Kat pulls his hand towards her face, presses her lips to it in a gentle kiss, then runs her tongue along the length of it, drawing his index finger into her mouth, licking and sucking on it. Staring at her, his eyes widen in shock, then glaze over with desire.
“Mmm, the pie is delicious, but you taste better,” she says, looking up at him.
Sucking in a breath, Gage gets partially out of his seat, and leans over the table. Placing his face to hers, he runs his tongue along the outside of her lips. Tilting his head, he takes her mouth in a sensual, hot, wet kiss. She moans into his mouth, and quickly responds like a starving animal. Breaking the kiss, Gage puts his lips to her ear and breathes out in a desperate whisper, “Let’s get out of here.”
Her entire body humming like a high frequency electrical wire, she locks eyes with him, pulls her lower lip into her mouth with her teeth, and nods her head yes with the slightest of motions. Not willing to wait for the check, Gage extracts his wallet from his pocket, throws a wad of bills on to the table, and takes Katrina by the hand as they exit the restaurant like it is on fire.
Mounting the bike, Kat presses her body tightly to his as Gage hits the gas and takes off at top speed, heading directly for his house. The vibration of the wheels against the asphalt beneath them, and the sensual way Kat’s body fits so snugly to his, has his entire body aching for her. He can feel every curve and contour of her legs, stomach, and breasts pressing intimately against him. Holding him tightly to her, with arms wrapped around his waist, she lets her right hand slide down to his leg, then slowly moves up so it possessively rests on his ever stiffening cock. Gently squeezing and massaging the stiff shaft, Kat raises her voice over the noisy whine of the bike and speaks only one word, “Hurry!”
Arriving at Gage’s in record time, they dismount the bike, and press their bodies together for a long passionate kiss. Taking her by the hand, he leads her into the house. Not bothering to switch on a light, Gage slips off his jacket, lets it hit the floor, and backs Katrina into the now closed door. Cupping her breasts and devouring her mouth with his, he splays his legs, allowing the large bulge in his pants to press against her ever-growing heat.
Starting with her ass, and running his hands up her body over the curve of her hips and the bare flesh just above the waist of her jeans, he whispers, “You’re so beautiful.”
Kat closes her eyes, moaning out her pleasure, as Gage slides his hands under the hem of her shirt, lifting it as his hands glide up her torso. He stops just above her breasts, where he eagerly thumbs her hard nipples. Bringing his mouth to her naked flesh, he teases the hard tips of her pebbled nipples with his teeth, and runs the tip of his wet tongue back and forth over them, while gently squeezing and caressing. Craving to feel Gage against her warm flesh, Katrina lifts her arms above her head and he slides the tiny top up over her head and arms, removing it completely.
Wanting more, Gage picks Kat up as she wraps her legs around his waist and he carries her across the dark house and into his bedroom. He places her down on the edge of the bed, and she spreads her legs while whispering, “Come closer.”
Moving forward, he leans down and Kat lifts her face to his as their lips and tongues meet, tangling together. Her face swims out of focus as his control begins to slip and his eyes start to change. As he fights the change, she again wraps her long, lean legs around his. Losing every ounce of control she has, she reaches up, taking the collar of his shirt in her hands, and tears the material open down the middle to devour the flesh beneath with her lips.
Shocked and excited all at the same time, Gage runs a long finger through her hair, tucking the shining blonde strands behind her right ear. Leaning into her he prods, “What do you want, little girl?”
Placing his head in her hands and bringing them eye to eye, she moans out, “I want you inside me.”
All inhibitions gone, she pulls him down on top of her and kisses him endlessly. Reaching between them, Kat unbuttons his jeans. “This is what I want,” she says, placing her hand inside.
Kissing his way down her body, Gage rubs his fingers over the hot, wet spot between her legs. “Do you like that?”
She responds by grinding against him and panting, “Yes, oh yes.”
Reaching for the top of her jeans, he unfastens the top button and lowered the zipper with his teeth so he can easily drag the denim down her legs. Positioned above her, he seductively smiles and slides his fingers between her lower lips. “No panties? Were you planning on this tonight?”
“Will you think I’m a dirty girl if I answer yes?”
He kisses her passionately, then pulls away, answering, “Yes…but I like dirty girls!”
“Good, then I should tell you that I’ve wanted you since you showed up at my house and came up behind me, rubbing yourself against my ass. Once I realized it was you, it took everything inside of me not to drop my shorts, hop up on the front fender of the car, and fuck you until neither one of us could move anymore. If you tried to take me there, I would have given myself to you in broad daylight, with the garage door wide open and the entire neighborhood watching.”
“Mmm, I’ll remember that for next time, Katrina. But for now, I plan to make you scream so loud when you cum tonight, that you wake up all my neighbors,” he says as he reaches between her legs, spreads her pink, wet lips, and plunges his tongue deep inside her. Kat is squirming with pleasure against his tongue, as Gage reaches up, placing a finger on her clit and roughly presses and rubs it.
“Ooohh god, yes. That feels so good, you’re gonna make me cum!”
“Yes, do it baby. Show me what a bad girl you are. Cum all over my tongue.”
She rocks back and forth against his mouth as he uses his fingers to manipulate her clit, her need becomes more urgent as the orgasm builds up inside her. It starts out as a moan, “Yes, please, more, mmmm.” Eventually her moans become screams. She screams out his name over and over again, until it feels too good to hold back anymore and her inner muscles contract, releasing the orgasm as his tongue continues to pleasure her.
Moving her up on the bed, Gage straddles her with his legs and leaning over, smiles down at her. Looking deep into his eyes she says, “I don’t know why I react to you this way. I lose all self-control when I’m with you. This has never happened to me before with anyone. I hope you’re not tired, because I still want you. I want to feel you inside of me, right now.” Lifting her head to kiss him, she begs, “Please!”
Plunging himself deep inside her, he says, “You don’t have to beg me tonight Katrina, although I will admit, I like it. It turns me on. But, you need to know I want you, too. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. You drive me crazy. I can’t think about anything else but you, being with you, near you, inside of you. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I get enraged at the thought of you with anyone other than me. I know it’s irrational the way I feel about you, but I can’t control myself when I’m around you.”
“Shhh, it’s okay. I feel the same way about you, too.”
They move together, as one. Gage plunges and tunnels deeper inside her, and as Katrina lifts her hips and meets each of his motions with one of her own, they beat their bodies against one another in ecstasy.
“Stop moving, or you’re going to make me cum,” he says. Stilling her body as much as possible, her response is, “No don’t. I still have plans for you.” With that, Kat wraps her left leg around Gage’s right and rolls them both so she ends up on top.
“Oh god, Kat. Please don’t do that, or I’m going to explode.”
“Oh no, you’re not. You can call it payback for the other night if you want to, but you are not going to cum yet. Not until I tell you to.”
Grinning down at him, she kisses him and watches his eyes change as he fights for control over the pleasure building inside him. She rides his hard cock up and down, roughly pounding her body against his, sliding all the way up to the head of his cock, almost letting it slip out of her, than crashing back down on it. She knows she’s torturing him, can see on his face every ounce of strength it is costing him to hang on to the thin thread of control he has left.
“Oh my god Katrina, you’re killing me, but you feel sooo amazing!” Losing all control, Gage hisses out, “That’s enough, now it’s my turn,” and flips her over. Once again on top, he kisses her, reaches beneath her, grabbing her ass in both of his hands and pulls her bottom upward as he plunges so deep inside of her, he thinks he will never be able to find his way out, nor does he want to. Panting and moaning, they both lose control as he touches her inner core, sending sparks of electricity flying through their bodies. Frantic now, with a level of emotion neither one of them has ever experienced before, their orgasms explode in unison. Riding the crashing waves of ecstasy down and overcome with emotion, the unintentional words bypass his brain and slip from his lips before he realizes what he is saying. “I think…I think I love you.”
Shocked, they both still, staring at one another with wide eyes. Neither of them knows what to say, so Gage leans over and kisses Kat like their lives depend on it. Rolling off of her, he gathers her in his arms and cradles her there until they both slip into what he hopes will be a blissful sleep.