Rock Solid (Rock Hard #3) Seduced By The Rockstar - BBW Erotic Romance by Adriana Hunter

dark, not with anger, but with pure primal lust.
    In one swift motion, he pushed Kate back onto
the couch, falling on top of her. She pushed at him, pummeling his
chest with her fists, but he pinned her down easily with his
weight. But then her fists unclenched and her impatient fingers
were working the buttons of his shirt, pulling at it, finally
yanking the fabric with both hands, several buttons popping
off.
    He bent his head to her mouth, hesitating
briefly. “No more biting,” he growled, before bruising her lips
against his, forcing his tongue into her mouth, greedily plundering
every soft recess.
    Gage was grinding his hips hard against hers,
the tight material of her jeans rubbing between her legs, setting
her afire. She could feel the bulge of his erection, the heat of
him through his jeans. Her hands moved to the snap and zipper,
finally getting them undone. Gage pushed his jeans down his hips,
his erection brushing against Kate’s fingers.
    His hands seemed to be everywhere on her,
pulling her shirt open, clutching her breasts, raising her hips so
she could slide her pants off. As soon as she was free of her
jeans, she wrapped her legs around Gage’s waist, twisting her hips
against his cock.
    Instantly he was inside her, pushing hard,
his hips thrusting quickly in short strokes. Kate gasped, rocking
her hips up to meet him. He slammed into her, his head buried on
her shoulder, breathing heavily, grunting with each thrust.
    The force of his thrusts was knocking the
breath out of Kate, but the intensity and pure animal lust was
doing mad things to her body. She raked her fingers across Gage’s
back, digging them in as he thrust into her, hearing him cry out in
pain. But it only seemed to fuel the fire between them.
    Their bodies were slick with sweat, their
hearts pounding, as Gage drove them on with his relentless pace.
Kate lost all sense of time and place, the only thing in her focus
the intense arousal building in her body, the point of contact with
Gage, his body against hers, thrusting into her over and over.
    And then she screamed, her body arching up
beneath Gage as her orgasm broke. She thrashed her head from side
to side, curling against Gage, biting down on his shoulder as wave
after wave washed over her body.
    Suddenly Gage thrust himself deep inside
Kate, holding himself taut and tense above her. She looked up,
watching his face as he came, the look indescribable, pain and
pleasure mixed. He cried out, loudly, his body shuddering in
release as he pumped his hot liquid into her. She felt the
delicious wet heat of him as he filled her. It made her cry out, a
second small orgasm passing through her.
    They lay in a tangled heap on the couch for a
long time, hearts pounding, breathing hard, Gage’s head buried in
her shoulder, her hands roaming idly over his back. After a time he
propped himself up on one elbow.
    “What you do to me, Kate. What we do to each
other.” He kissed her softly.
    Suddenly he stood up, climbing off the couch.
Kate watched him walk out of the room, reappearing with his cell
phone.
    “What are you doing?” She struggled to sit up
as he sat next to her.
    “What I should have done earlier, before this
all happened.” He waved his hand absently around the suite.
    “I’m calling my manager. I’m cancelling the
European tour.”
     
    ***
     
    Gage’s heart was pounding as he waited for
the call to go through. Kate was sitting next to him, a bewildered
look on her face. Finally his manager answered.
    The conversation went pretty much the way
Gage expected. His manager yelled, screamed, threatened that
turning down the tour would destroy Gage’s career…the tirade Gage
had anticipated. He listened to the man explain all that was at
stake, the expenses involved, tickets would have to be refunded,
legal issues would arise.
    “Yeah, I know all that. And that’s why I pay
you, to handle this stuff. Look, artists cancel tours all the time;
they get sick, they go to rehab, they