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imaginable, she
wanted nothing more than to let him have his way with her, but she fought back
the flame of desire as much as she could.
    “Don’t fight
it,” he murmured, lips trailing over hers. “Don’t fight what you’re feeling.”
    He plucked at
her ravenously, and then used the tip of his tongue to trace the seam of her
clamped lips till she opened up like a flower to his invasion. He crushed her
against him and in the same vein, ground his mouth into hers. His tongue sought
and swirled around hers in a honeyed mating dance that left her breathless.
    “Sometimes I
wish…” Gage growled, peeling his lips away from hers, only to break off and
nestle his face in the arched curve of her neck. “If I could, I’d go back in
time…give this all up for that one time when you and I…”
    He broke off
again and Kate heard his breathing go ragged as he sighed with a torturous
groan, frustration morphing into anger. Kate was glad that they were locked in
their own world where everything passed by beyond the tinted glass of the limo.
Even the chauffeur was unmindful of them, focused on his driving on the other
end of the sealed partition, something the shy Kate was thankful for. Especially
when she suddenly felt the weight of Gage’s hand sliding up her bare thigh.
    His words had
made her shiver as she wondered if, like her, he missed that moment in time
when they’d been together freely, without a care in the world and without the
pressures that now bore down on them.
    But why
should he want to go back to that time? He was a struggling musician back then
and now he was wealthy, famous and loved by thousands of fans around the world.
Everyone knew his name whereas before, no one did. She couldn’t stop her
thoughts from turning bitter as she thought about how Gage was now way out of
her league and it hurt to think that if they had just met for the first time,
he’d probably never give her a second glance.
    So why wasn’t
she pushing his hand away, even as it inched dangerously closer to her pussy,
invading the perimeter of her comfort zone? She’d been aching for him to take
her all night and even her anger couldn’t hold its place against the
vulnerability of her senses whenever Gage was in control. Kate wished she could
fight him…with all her soul she wished it. The last thing she wanted was to be
his plaything, to be tossed aside once the tour was over and he could get back to
his extravagant lifestyle where women were as plenty as the fish in the sea.
Her heart couldn’t stand the thought of falling for him now, only to lose him
once again.
    But he was
kissing her with fierce urgency, as daring a passion as a lover who knew all of
her weaknesses and had every intention of exploiting them. His hand squeezed
her thigh before traveling beneath the hem of her skirt to the burning apex
between her thighs. Through the sheer lace panel of her panties, his fingers
scalded her as they moved skillfully and deliberately across the thin material,
squeezing and cupping her wetness in his hand.
    Kate felt the
heat building in her core, turning into a blazing fire and she shivered involuntarily
at his touch, her pussy tingling in response to the insistent pressing of his
fingertips massaging her most private places. Every nerve ending sparked to
life and she could almost feel her body sizzle with electricity, ready to
disintegrate into ash if he continued with his sweet, yet aggressive onslaught.
    His free hand
edged down the neckline of her shirt, his fingers grabbing at the material
until the edge of her bra was exposed, the mounds of lace filled with her firm,
heaving breasts. He groaned and kissed his way down her flushed, pink skin,
peeling down the bra and popping one pale nipple into his hungry mouth.
    Kate arched
her back with a moan, ripped in half by the pleasure that branded her as his,
her sound of hunger filled with an invitation to do all that he pleased.
    His fingers
stroked her panties before finding her