Free Rock Bottom by Adriana Hunter Page B

forgotten memory. Kate became his muse,
his passion and every time he played, he told her that the thought of her took
him to a place where music met magic. Kate had realized too late after leaving
him what he meant to her - and when she rushed back a week later to seek him
out, it was to find that he was back with his ex.
    “Look, I
never blamed you for getting back together with Cary,” Kate added dully when
the silence stretched on. “I know that when I walked away, you warned me that it
would be over for good. I know that I pushed you into her arms and I certainly
couldn’t blame your sister for sounding so smug on the phone when she told me
you were happier now that you were with Cary again. That Cary had always
understood the real you.”
    “You think I
rebounded with Cary?” Gage barked, his hold tightening on her shoulders and
making her wince. “Man, you really don’t think much of me, do you?”
    “It doesn’t
matter, Gage,” Kate blurted out. “I shouldn’t have thought you’d be waiting
around for me to come back. And besides, you and Cary go back a long way…”
    “So where is
she now?” Gage asked, his voice dangerously low, his scowl darkening. Kate was
shaking her head mutely, confused by his anger.
    “If she means
so much to me than why isn’t she the one that I’m chasing after like a fucking idiot
while everyone thinks I’ve lost my god damned mind?”
    “Gage, please
stop,” Kate breathed, her gaze locked onto the tortured look in his eyes.
    “If you mean
stop wanting you, then no, Kate, I won’t,” he told her gruffly, making her
heart lurch. “Because I have no fucking idea how to.”
    His lips
caught hers with a fire that ignited her core and she opened her mouth to his
hungry tongue and allowed him entry. His hands molded over her trembling body as
he ravaged her lips till they were bruised and swollen.
    Delirious
with his desire for her, he rubbed the tip of his nose against her cheek, his
breath ragged and hot against her blazing skin, only to return his mouth to
hers in a fiery kiss.
    Her hands
slipped around his neck, her spine bending back beneath the force of his passion.
His arms were like steel bands around her waist and without breaking pace, he
lifted her off the ground and up the steps into the tour bus.
    His lips were
trailing down her throat, his hands squeezing into her hips as he backed her
down into the nearby couch. In an instant he was straddling her thighs,
trapping her in place as his hands moved beneath her t-shirt to seize her
breasts in their satin cups. Kate let out a gasp, flinging her head back as she
closed her eyes to savor the thrill of his touch. He was sucking on her neck,
groaning deep in his throat and whispering how much he needed her. How he was
never going to have enough of her. His words made her whimper in helpless
arousal, her nipples turning to stiff nubs between his stroking fingers.
    Deep in her
swollen core, she shook with the realization that she needed this as much as he
did.
    One last
time , Kate swore to herself as her hands began to slide up his shirted
chest, making him growl with pleasure at her aggressive touch. Something wild
and wanton came over her and her fingers suddenly raked down his shirt, lifting
it from his chest until she couldn’t reach into the air any higher and he
pulled it up and over his head before throwing it to the ground.
    She could feel him shiver once her hands touched his bare skin,
her caresses bold as they roamed his flesh. He squeezed on her breast roughly
and made her cry out in pleasure and pain. Her fingertips grazed his nipples in
return, stroking them and reveling in the feeling of the solid, rippling muscles.
Gage moaned her name out loud, right before he lifted the shirt from her body
to reveal her heaving breasts bound in pale pink satin. He unclasped her bra,
freeing her breasts, so his hungry mouth could consume them.
    The
pink-tipped mounds were hard and they pierced into his cheek as his