Chapter Twenty-Nine
After spending the hottest part of the afternoon in town running errands, Kat and Tony relax with a couple of drinks as Tony fires up the grill and prepares for dinner.
“I’m so glad my parts were in for the Camaro.”
“Yeah, that gives us plenty of time after dinner and tomorrow to put them in and deal with any issues that might come up. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure your car is dialed in perfectly by race night.”
“I wonder if we’ll end up having to race one another this time.”
“I don’t know babe, but if we do, I’m not gonna go easy on you.” Giving her a sideways grin, he quips, “You’re going to have to earn that win.”
“Hmm, that sounds fun. Maybe a little side wager?”
“Oh, I’m game, baby. I’m sure I can come up with something interesting.”
“I’m sure you can.”
Taking her by surprise, Tony wraps his hands around her waist. Spinning her towards him, he kisses her. When they separate he smiles down at her, “Hungry?”
Biting her bottom lip, she nods
Tony grabs the steaks and seasoning off the kitchen counter, ready to head outside. “How would you like your steak cooked?”
Still trying to recover from the kiss she whispers, “Medium rare, please.”
“You’ve got it.”
“I’ll throw together a nice salad to go with the steaks. Is there anything you don’t like in your salad?”
“Nope, whatever you put in there is fine with me.”
“Okay.” Opening the refrigerator, Kat takes out two kinds of lettuce, a red bell pepper, a perfectly ripe tomato, cucumber, some Italian olives, and goat cheese. While cleaning and cutting the vegetables and placing them in a large bowl, she thinks about everything that’s transpired over the last few days.
What am I doing? I just slept with that bastard, Gage, last night. What a mistake that was. And today all I want to do is jump Tony and tell him to fuck me until I can’t walk. Does that make me a total skank? I guess so, I mean I can’t seem to keep my legs closed around either one of these guys and the most confusing part is, I don’t know exactly how I feel other than horny whenever either one of them is around. Then I find that file that Gage has and now I have to worry about my dad forcing me back to New York against my will. I’m so glad Tony’s here and has agreed to stay with me a few days, but did I do the right thing by asking him? God, I don’t know. There are some times when I worry if I even know what I am doing and who I am anymore…No, stop, that’s the old Katrina. Geez, whether I’m the old Katrina or the new one, I’m still freaking over thinking things, carrying on a conversation with myself in my head. Still crazy enough to need a shrink.
“Hello Kat. Earth to Kat.”
“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you.”
“Where were you?”
“Just thinking.”
“About?”
Batting her eyes, she smiles up at him, “About you fucking me until I can’t walk.”
Tony pulls her to him. Standing front to back, Kat can feel his stiffening cock straining against her ass. Holding her close, he runs his tongue along the spiral of her ear and whispers, “Oh, that can definitely be arranged,” then bites her lobe, sending shivers down her spine.
Leaning into him, Kat wraps her arms around his neck, tilting her head back on his shoulder. Using her tongue, she parts his lips and consumes him. Breaking the kiss, she turns in his arms, grinning, and then ruins the mood when she notices flames shooting out of the top of the grill.
“I think you’re burning the steaks.” Turning, he lets her go and dashes outside to pull the steaks off the grill.
Dinner now finished, they clean up the kitchen and head upstairs. “The steaks were fantastic and mine was cooked perfectly. Thanks Tony.”
“It was my pleasure.”
“Really? Well speaking of pleasure…” she lets her words trail off.
Raising his eyebrow and stopping her on the steps, he turns on his deep sexy voice asking, “Hmm, what kind of pleasure are you talking about, little girl?” Suddenly feeling a bit nervous, Kat looks down at her feet and begins fidgeting. Taking his index finger, Tony lifts her chin, forcing her to look at him.
“Come on now Kat, don’t be shy. Look at me and tell me what you want.”
Slowly running her tongue along her now dry lips, she looks him in the eye, tilts her head to the side and offers, “You…for dessert.”
Desire flares in his eyes. “I think that can be arranged.”
Placing one arm under her legs and the other behind her back, he lifts her in his arms and runs the remaining way up the stairs. Removing her clothes, Tony leans her over the bed, using his legs to spread hers wide. Plunging into her, he takes her from behind. After drowning themselves in every form of debauchery imaginable, they lay sleeping in the nude, bodies entwined on the bed.
In complete silence, the intruder enters the room from the open balcony door of Katrina’s second floor bedroom. Pleased with the scene in front of them, the intruder takes out a tiny camera and starts snapping pictures from every angle of Kat and Tony in bed together. Grinning, the intruder quickly and quietly exits the same way they arrived.
2:30am The Pit
The bar is finally empty except for a few employees who are helping with the cleanup. It’s been a long day and I am so ready to get out of here. Thinking back on how his morning started, Gage is perplexed at Katrina finding the dossier and abruptly leaving. How? How did that file get left out on my kitchen table? I haven’t had it out since the night I saw her at the track and I could tell by her reaction that she was not the one who went through my locked desk and found it. “Mother fucker,” he mumbles to himself. “Some son of a bitch has been in my house.” Looks like it’s time to step up the security at home. When I catch the bastard, they’re going to pay for invading my privacy and causing me problems. Now she thinks her father hired me to find her and she’s so pissed, she won’t return my calls. Every time I called her today, her phone was off and went directly to voicemail. Maybe I should have chased her down and forced her to listen to me when she left this morning.
Gage’s eyes begin to darken and his heart rate increases at the thought of going after Kat. Yes…chase her, run, change, go after her, she’s prey, take her down, make her obey.
Shaking his head to try to clear his thoughts, he chastises himself, “No! She’s not my prey. I had to let her go. I would have changed. I would have taken her down. I would have changed back and taken her body against her will.”
Wiping the sweat that formed on his brow, Gage walks over to the bar and pours himself a stiff drink to calm his cravings. God, I can’t ever do that. I can never let myself lose control with her in that way. Pouring and downing a second drink, Gage hears his cell phone buzzing on the top of the bar. Picking it up, he sees he has several text messages. Oh thank god, maybe they’re from Kat.
Opening his message window, he sees they are from a blocked number, and they all have the same subject line: You’re not the only one.
He looks at the first message and finds a picture of Kat and Tony on the beach. He’s rubbing lotion on her body. In the next picture he’s got his mouth over her breast on the outside of her swimsuit while massaging her nipple under her top with his hand. Feeling the rage building inside him, he opens the next text. He sees Tony lying on top of Kat, and they are passionately kissing.
“What the fuck,” he growls. The next message shows Tony carrying her and heading into the surf. Next, they’re kissing in the water, pressed together like glue. His control slipping, he runs his hands through his hair and slams his fist down on the bar. The last few messages show Katrina and Tony in her bed asleep, naked. Bodies, legs, arms wrapped around each other. The pictures are taken from every angle. Losing it, Gage throws his phone against the back wall of the bar.
“She fucked him. I knew it. She actually fucked him after being with me last night and this morning. What the fuck am I going to do? She’s mine. All of her. Her body, mind, and soul belong to me. I told her I don’t share. That pussy is mine.”
Infuriated and no longer able to hang on to his human form, he growls, “I’ll teach her. I’ll show her who she belongs to.”
Racing out the back door of the club, Gage strips off his clothes as his body changes. He takes off through the woods at the back of the bar, nothing but a shiny black blur streaking into the night.