Rock Solid (Rock Hard #3) Seduced By The Rockstar - BBW Erotic Romance
called. I hadn’t even seen
that tabloid, until you brought it here.”
    Gage reached for her but Kate moved away,
walking to the floor to ceiling windows. She looked down, watching
the traffic on Lexington Avenue far below. There was something
nagging in the back of her mind, something that kept her from
believing Gage completely.
    She felt Gage’s hands on her shoulders, the
warmth of his body pressing against her. As angry as she was, she
closed her eyes, leaning back against him. His lips brushed against
the soft skin of her neck, sending an involuntary shiver through
her body.
    “Stop, Gage. Don’t do this now.” Her voice
was husky, breathless. She didn’t even believe her own words.
    Gage’s hands moved down her arms, his breath
hot against her ear. She felt him gently pull her away from the
window and she turned to face him. The look on his face said it
all; he planned to seduce her, take her to bed and use their
chemistry together to make her forget her anger. Well, not this
time.
    She pulled against his hands, jerking her
arms away. “No, Gage. You’re not going to fuck me out of this, this
time. I’m serious.”
    Gage frowned, his eyes dark. She saw rising
anger in his face, knew she’d hit a nerve.
    “Is that what you think I’m doing? That’s
what I do when we make love? That I use sex to get my way?” He
shook his head angrily. Kate turned away.
    “Do you think that’s all I want out of this
relationship? You in my bed, fucking me, or sucking my cock?” He
reached for her again, spinning her around to face him, his fingers
digging into her arm.
    “Don’t walk away from me, Kate. Not now. You
know there’s more to this than you’re willing to admit. Something
else is bothering you besides the new tour. I know you’re upset,
but you need to talk to me.”
    “Let go of my arm, Gage.” Kate’s voice was
low. Gage let go reluctantly, taking a step back. “You’re not going
to control this situation. And yes, there are a lot of things
bothering me. The tour, you’re flirting with girls in the hotel,
your façade of pretending to listen to me so that I’ll be lulled
into thinking you’ve actually changed.”
    Kate’s words came out in a rush. “Nothing’s
changed, Gage. You only tolerated sitting through lunch with me at
Sarabeth’s. I was so caught up in being with you I forgot to pay
attention to who you really are. You fidgeted the whole time. You
weren’t really interested in what I had to say. You were just
biding your time until I stopped talking so you could make your
move.” She made a sound of disgust.
    “But I fell right into that. I made all the
moves and you just sat back and lapped it all up.”
    “Kate, you can’t really believe that, can
you?” He moved to take her in his arms but in a flash, Kate slapped
Gage’s face.
    Her hand flew to her mouth. “Don’t touch me!”
Kate backed up, bumping against the arm of the couch. She could
feel heat rising in her face, her heart pounding in her chest. Her
mind was screaming she should leave; this wasn’t doing either of
them any good. But her body was screaming for Gage, and before she
could stop herself, she flung herself against him, her arms around
his neck, pulling his face to hers, her mouth pressed against his.
She felt him resist, but only briefly before he wrapped his arms
around her, his hands spread across her back.
    He broke away from their fiery kiss, his
breath ragged in his throat. “Kate, what is this? You’re all over
the place. I love you. What more do you want?”
    Kate was breathing hard, emotions and
sensations and arousal spiraling through her body. “Gage, I know. I
love you too, but is that enough?” She looked up at him, searching
his face. Rather than answer, he claimed her mouth again, his hands
cupping her ass.
    She felt his fingers clutching at her, his
tongue probing her mouth. A brief flash of anger flared through
Kate at his silence, and she bit Gage’s lip. He jerked back, his
eyes

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