Chapter Thirty-Two
“What in the hell is that incessant buzzing?” With a guilty look on her face, Kat quickly averts her eyes downward. Getting up, he strides over to her, places his index finger under her chin and raises her head so she is looking him in the eye.
“You don’t have a phone over here, do you Katrina?”
Picking a spot just over his shoulder, she looks away, answering, “No.”
Knowing that she’s lying, he brings his mouth down hard on hers, taking her by surprise. He takes her mouth and reaches into her shirt, beneath her bra, and rolls her hardened nipple between his thumb and index finger. As it elongates, he pulls and lightly pinches it. It feels so good; she forgets about being bound and kept against her will and moans out in ecstasy. He whispers into her mouth, “You like that baby?”
“God yes,” she replies. Using his other hand, he glides it down her back, sliding it into her pants and grabbing her bare ass. Again, she moans out. He slides his hand back out of her pants and before she realizes what is going on, his thumb and index finger are reaching into her back pocket. Slowly, he withdraws the cell phone from her jeans pocket. Pulling away and abruptly stopping all contact, he backs up, holding out the phone and staring down at her.
“No phone, Kat? Isn’t that what you just said?’
Before she can answer, the phone begins vibrating again. Gage turns it over and looks at the screen. It’s Tony, and Gage is livid. The phone stops vibrating as the call goes to voicemail, and then it immediately starts again.
“Here baby, it’s for you.” Totally pissed, Gage takes the vibrating phone and lays it in her lap, pressing it between her legs. Making sure she’s unable to dislodge it, he grabs the nylon zip tie around her wrists and yanks her arms above her head, holding them there.
“That’s for letting him get between your legs and stick his dick in you. Is that where you want him right now Kat? Do you like how that feels? The vibration between your legs every time the phone rings? You wanted to cum, let’s see if Moretti’s psycho dialing can get you off.”
Feeling denigrated and disrespected, Kat screams out, “You sick bastard.”
“Baby, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. So what do ya say, you want to lie to me some more?”
In agony from being wet and horny as Gage has brought her to the precipice of climax over and over again, just to leave her wanting and aching for release, the vibration of the phone actually starts feeling really good. Shocked at herself, she cries out, “Please Gage, I’m so sorry I lied to you. I promise I won’t do it again, just remove the phone, please.”
“I thought you wanted to cum. I’m just giving you what you want. Since I refuse to do it for you, I figured your other lover could take care of that.”
She just shakes her head no. Ashamed at herself, but still ready to explode, her breathing picks up as she closes her eyes and squeezes her legs together, feeling every luscious vibration. Gage watches her intently, aware that she’s just moments away from blowing apart at the seams. Letting her arms drop back into her lap, he bends down, softly kisses her lips and runs his wet tongue between them, touching his tongue to hers. She moans out and Gage reaches between her legs, extracting the cell phone and leaving her unfulfilled and sexually frustrated once more. Breaking the kiss, he straightens up and looks down at her with wild jealousy and rage in his eyes.
“You want to know how I found out about you and Tony?”
Her body still swimming with desire, she nods. Withdrawing his new cell phone from his front pocket, he goes through the menu, opens his text messages, and turns the screen to her. She sucks in a deep breath and her eyes widen as she recognizes pictures of herself and Tony in all manner of compromising positions: on the beach, in the water, and in her bed, from a few days ago.
Barely audible she questions, “Where did you get these?”
“So you admit it, it’s true. You fucked him the very day you left my house? The very day and night after you fucked me?” Staring down at her he adds, “And don’t fucking lie to me again Katrina, because right now even I’m not sure what I’ll do to you.”
“Fine! It’s true, okay? Look I’ve known Tony…”
“Don’t! I do not want to hear your bullshit right now.”
“What do you want from me, Gage?” she pleads, looking up at him and biting her lower lip.
Eyes bright with fury, he mumbles, “Stop biting your lip. You know what that does to me.”
Grabbing her around the waist, he lifts her up and bends her over the back of the couch. Reaching around, he lifts her shirt and dips his fingers into her bra, squeezing and pulling on her aroused nipples. Using his other hand, he roughly grabs her ass through her pants, then reaches around, unbuttoning her jeans and pulling down the zipper. Placing both index fingers in the waistband of her jeans and underwear, he expertly pulls them down to her ankles in one swift motion. Shocked at suddenly being naked from the waist down, her breath hitches. He grabs her bare ass and slides a finger from her clit to her ass, as she moans, “Mmm.”
“You are so wet and ready.” She moans again. Taking her by surprise, he slaps her ass three times. The final time, the blow lands where her ass meets the tender pink flesh below. Kat cries out in ecstasy. She’s never been spanked during sex before and she’s shocked at herself that she actually enjoys it.
“That’s what I want from you. To punish you for what you did with Tony.” Reaching between her still bound legs, he feels the wet, slick heat there and plunges two fingers inside her. “I think you like it. Like when I spank you, like when I touch you, like the way I fuck you with my fingers…don’t you?”
Unable to move and totally at his mercy, she enjoys the sensations building deep inside her again.
“Don’t you?”
Drifting higher and higher on a sea of pleasure, she is barely able to mumble a coherent word, “Mmm, yessss.”
“You want to cum right now on my fingers isn’t that right, Katrina?
“Mmm, yes. Please let me cum this time.”
“No, not like this.”
He pulls his fingers out of her as she begs, “Please Gage, I can’t take this game anymore. I’ll do anything you say. Just please, I need more. Let me cum.”
“Oh, I’m gonna give you more all right.” Her heart starts to beat more rapidly, waiting for whatever that more is. “But first,” her heart sinks, “I want to know who sent me those photos. Who took them? Tell me!”
He lifts her up, spinning her around to face him, but she looks confused and in the throes of passion all at the same time. Opening her mouth to say something, she closes it, then opens it again and finally squeaks out, “I don’t know.”
“I told you not to lie to me again, Katrina.”
“I’m not. I swear. You think I would let someone take pictures of me like that and then send them to you? Look, I don’t want you to get any angrier with me, especially as I’m at a total disadvantage here, bound and naked from the waist down, but as far as I’m concerned, whatever we were doing was done once I found that dossier. On top of that, you’re obviously unstable. So tell me, why would I either know who sent you those pictures or send them to you myself? It just doesn’t make sense.” Wincing at the thought of how he might respond, she shrugs her shoulders and waits.
He tries to hide the smile that’s ready to make an appearance. “So you think I’m unstable, huh? You have no idea,” he says in a joking tone. “Well, why would someone do that unless they wanted to keep us apart then? The only person I’m a threat to in regards to you, is Tony. I’ll bet that fucker set this up.”
“No! No way! It wasn’t him. He would never…”
Angrily he yells, “Don’t defend him to me, Katrina.”
“No, it’s not that. I know it wasn’t him.” Gage interrupts her, “Why Kat, are there others you’re fucking and leading on besides me and Moretti?”
Her feelings hurt, she shakes her head and stares up at him in disbelief. “Would you please just listen to me for a moment, Gage. The night we were together at your house, Tony received pictures of you and me in my garage kissing and rubbing against each other, out to dinner, and in front of your house, making out. He too, was angry at me and whoever sent them. Whoever they came from cancelled their email address immediately after sending them to him. He showed them to me the same day the pictures you received were taken.”
“Interesting. It seems that someone is looking to cause trouble for one of the three of us. Any ideas?”
“No, other than my dad looking for me, I don’t know anyone else here except the Moretti family and you.”
Quickly running through the information he’d gathered on her in his mind, he states matter-of-factly, “I believe you.”
“Oh, that’s kind of you,” she tersely replies.
“You really ought to watch that sarcastic mouth around me, Kat. You wouldn’t believe the things I’d like to do to it to shut you up and get you to obey me.”
At that moment, Kat’s phone starts vibrating again. Picking it up, Gage orders her to take the call. “This is what you’re going to do. You’re going to talk to Tony and let him know you’re all right. Then you’re going to tell him to stop calling, that you’re with me, and we’re having a conversation. Then I’m shutting off the phone for the night. Got it?”
“Yes,” she whispers in a defeated tone.
Gage hits talk and hands her the phone.
“Tony…yes, yes, no really, I’m fine. Did you bring my car home from the track? Thank you so much. I don’t know when I’ll be home. No, I’m not exactly able to just leave right at the moment.” Gage’s eyes flash bright green. Can you say green eyes of jealousy? “I’m with Gage. He wanted to talk. No, it’s not like he gave me a choice.” Looking him in the eyes, Kat can see that pissed with a capital ‘P’ is written all over his face. “Will you take care of Max for me? You did. Thank you.” Looking up at Gage, she knows it’s time to end the call. “Look, I’ve got to go and my phone will be turned off for a while. Yes I will. I know, me too. Bye.” Gage takes the phone, powers it off and throws it across the room, where it lands in the chair he’d been occupying earlier.
Once again grabbing her around the waist, he turns her around and bends her over the couch. Taking a foil wrapper out of his pocket, he unbuttons his jeans and drops them onto the ground. Stepping out of them, he kicks them to the side and tears open the package. Rolling the condom over the full length of his cock, he leans over Katrina, whispering in her ear, “You still need more?”
“God, yes.”
“And what do you want, Kat? I’m not going to touch you until you tell me exactly what you want from me.”
“I want to feel you inside me.” Sliding one finger into her, he teases, “Like this?”
“Nooo.”
“No. But you said you wanted me inside you and I’m inside you.” Withdrawing his finger and bending down, he runs his tongue across her ass, lightly biting her right cheek. Sliding down to his knees, he spreads her and flicks out his tongue, tasting her, licking her clit, and using his tongue to penetrate her.
In a hoarse voice she urges, “Oh yes. Right there. That feels so good. Mmmm.” Stopping, he stands up and gets behind her.
“Tell me what you want, Katrina.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
“I just did that. I fucked you with my finger; I fucked you with my tongue. What more do you want, little girl?”
Sexually frustrated beyond belief she yells out, “With your cock. Please Gage. Fuck me with your cock. Shove it inside me and make me cum.”
“Oh you want this…” Without even bothering to open her, he plunges his long, thick member into her dripping, wet pussy.
Pure pleasure fills her and she cries out, needy and wanting more. “Oh Gage, yes, harder please, make me cum.”
“Oh my god Kat, your pussy’s so tight, hot, wet.”
Pulling all the way out of her and plunging back in deeper and deeper, Gage growls, “I love fucking you with your legs bound together. I can feel you wrapped around me, squeezing my cock.”
“Mmmm…I feel so full. It feels so good the way you’re stretching me in every direction.”
“You like that, Kat?”
“Yes. I want more. Faster.”
“Does Moretti make you feel the way I do? Can he please you the way I do?”
Not wanting to talk about Tony and answer his questions, she sighs, “You feel so good. I need you. Please, faster.”
“No.” Pulling out again he demands, “Who do you want inside you? Answer me! Do you want me to stop right now, take you home, so you can fuck Tony?”
Thrusting into her again and burying himself to the hilt, he shifts his hips in a circular motion, hitting her sweet spot.
“Oh my god…that’s so good. I’m going to explode,” she pants.
Pulling out of her he scolds, “No! You will not cum. Answer my question. Can he make you feel pleasure the way I do?”
Tears fill her eyes as she answers, “No.”
“No?”
“No. I said it ok…no. It’s not the same, now please stop torturing me. Stop making me compare the two of you. It’s not right. What I have with him is none of your damn business anyway.”
“Is that right, Katrina? Well let me tell you something, little girl, while I do things to you to make your body hot and needy, have my hands and tongue all over you, have my cock inside of your body giving you pleasure, it is sooo my business.”
Reaching around her, he presses hard on her clit, stimulating her further. She presses herself against his palm, searching for release.
“You love it when I touch you. Love all the things I do to you. You beg me for more. That…makes…this…mine!” he snaps through gritted teeth. “I’ve told you before Katrina, I don’t share and as long as I can do this to you, keep you wet, needy, and crying out for me, you are mine.”
Still moving against his hand she asks, “Do you know how sick that sounds?”
“Do you know what’s even sicker than that, Katrina?” Removing his hand and all stimulation from her, he slaps her ass and answers his own question. “The words you’re going to say to me next. That’s what. Now tell me. Which one of us do you want inside you right now? Which of us can fulfill all your fantasies, get you so hot that you would do anything, anytime, anywhere he asked you too? Who?”
“You…okay. The answer to all your questions is you…you bastard! I want you and you’re right, it is sick. You got your answer now Gage…please.”
Gloating, he crows, “I knew it!”
Digging his fingers into her hips, he slams into her and she revels in the shock waves rolling through her system. Plunging hard into her once more, he establishes a rhythm that quickens as he drives himself deeper with each thrust. The pleasure is intense, almost painful, and her orgasm begins to build…again. Thrusting her ass out, she meets his pace stroke for stroke. Feeling his control slipping, he prompts her, “Tell me you want me instead of him. Tell me being with him was a huge mistake, that I’m the only one you want. Tell me you’ll never be with him again…whatever you had is over.” She says nothing. “Say it!”
“I can’t do that. Please don’t ask me to.” Anger flashes in his eyes, but her back is to him so she doesn’t see it, but she feels it. Stopping, he pulls out of her, backs away, and leaves her standing there.
“Please, please don’t be angry and don’t do this. Don’t stop.”
“Oh, it’s way too late for that little request.”
“What if it’s not a request? What if I beg?”
“Oh, I’ll enjoy the begging, so go ahead. I’ll also enjoy denying you!” Yanking her pants up to prove his point, he also spins her around and sits her on the edge of the couch. He removes his condom, tosses it across the room and pulls his jeans up, taking a dominant position towering over her. Of course.
“Fine, but I won’t lie about my feelings, Gage, and what I started to say earlier is not bullshit, so listen up. I’ve known Tony since we were kids and I have feelings for him, although I admit, I don’t know for sure what those feelings are exactly. I mean I know I love him,” Gage’s eyes flair with anger, “but I don’t know if I’m in love with him or even if I want to be in love at all, ever. And Tony knows this, I’ve told him. He also knows that I’ve been with you too, and although he’s not happy about it, he accepts it for now. He’s willing to give me what I need…give me time to figure this all out.” Unlike you, her subconscious screams at him. “Besides what does it matter? I didn’t plan on being with you ever again. I don’t know why I react to you the way I do. It’s like I’m someone else. Someone I don’t recognize; constantly trapped in some sexual firestorm every time you’re around, every time you touch me. After you let me go tonight, I can’t be with you again. I don’t trust you. I don’t believe anything you say. I mean you have that file on me and I checked in with my mom and I know for a fact my father hired someone to find me. Just because you haven’t told him yet, doesn’t mean it’s not you. I mean, once you turn me over to him, the sex will be over anyway. Even if I wanted to see you again, be with you, which I do not, he’d never allow it. In his eyes, you’re not good enough for me. Unless you are some senator’s son or wealthy beyond his wildest dreams or he’s able to use you to gain more political power, you can’t be anywhere near me. But don’t feel bad; Tony doesn’t cut the mustard either. I know this because my dead fiancé also wasn’t good enough in his eyes, but he was eager to use his death during his campaign. You see, Derrick, that was his name, was an Air Force pilot and his plane went down while he was on some secret mission on the other side of the world. I mean it’s every politician’s dream, a family member, or almost family member in my case, dying a war hero. My father used it during his campaign, used his death, pretended that he liked him, pretended he was sad about my loss, while all the while he was glad. Glad he’d have another shot at auctioning me off to one of his filthy rich contributors. And all of this, all of it, he did against my wishes. After years of being the perfect daughter, having him constantly trying to run my life, interfere in my relationships, dealing with his sneaky, underhanded bullshit, well I could go on forever, but you get the picture. Anyway, that’s why I left. I was sick of his constant interference, putting up with him running my life and having to be his obedient pawn. I’m a grown woman and I want my own life. That’s partly why I’m doing all this. I just want to do what I want to do. Figure out who I am and what I want out of life, who I want in my life, if anyone, and just so you know, I will never go back there and be that caged, scared rabbit again. Do you understand what I’m saying to you? So go make your call to Daddy and tell him you’re bringing me back, but you’ll have to kill me first, because the person I have to be around him is an empty shell who’s dead inside anyway.”
Lifting an eyebrow in surprise at her reveal, Gage starts to get a clearer picture of why she left, but he’s still angry with her for an array of reasons, the latest of which is her not believing him.
“Look, I already told you, I am not a private detective and I am most definitely not working for your father, who sounds like a real douche, by the way.”
Kat’s subconscious again…Takes one to know one!
Picking her up and sitting her back on the couch properly, he decides it’s time to tell her why he has the dossier.
“I can explain about the dossier and if you hadn’t run out on me the other day, I would have told you then, but you wouldn’t listen.” Kat opens her mouth to say something and Gage cuts her off before she can get one syllable out, “No Kat. Just this once, do as I ask…please. Shut your mouth and listen to everything I have to say before you say another word. I can explain and this isn’t going to be easy for me. I’m not one of those sensitive guys who likes to ‘talk’ and I’m not used to having to explain myself or my actions to anyone!”