Crave by Erzabet Bishop Page B

voice trembled as she said it.
    Gage struck the other cheek. It was far too white and looked lonely. Then he came back for another pop at the first side and watched her wince.
    Smack! Smack!
    “Two… Three.”
    He put the spatula down and unzipped his jeans, releasing his straining cock. “Are you ready?” His hands rubbed along the heated expanse of her ass, loving the way she melted against him now. The tension broken, she was once again putty in his hands.
    “Yes.” Linnet moaned, arching her back and spreading her legs.
    Gage wanted to dive right in, but her need to be rewarded for her near perfect tolerance of his inattention outweighed anything else. She deserved more than a quick fuck over the breakfast dishes. Even if that is what he really wanted to do, right at that moment. To bury his dick inside her in the middle of her congealing eggs and thinly sliced multi-grain toast. Images of honey dripping down her pale white thighs sent his cock twitching. He knew he’d have to take her soon, before he disgraced himself standing there, letting his imagination take off without him.
    “Up on the island.” He demanded. She needed this badly and he was going to give it to her. Linnet’s breakfast dishes were in the way, half-eaten, but he pushed them away. Smutty images of fucking in a platter of eggs sounded good until you got your ass cut with flying cutlery or a broken plate.
    Linnet heaved herself up onto the marble island and lay down with her legs parted and her calves dangling off the edge. The lips of her pussy were pink and succulent and now they are all his. Gage’s cock throbbed in time with his heartbeat as he pulled her sweet slit toward the edge of the counter and buried his face in her folds.
    The sweet and tangy taste of her was an ocean of nectar on his tongue. She was so wet already. He followed each fold, caressing her hidden recesses. He licked along the top of her pussy up to her throbbing clit. She shuddered against him as he took the erect bud between his lips.
    Linnet screamed out, thrusting against his face as he sucked harder, flicking the nub with his tongue. He entered her with two fingers and he gasped, widening her legs to accommodate him.
    Gage pushed his fingers in and out of her tenderly, but as he licked her beleaguered clit once again he entered her harder, with three fingers.
    She moaned, arching her back, panting as he helped her climb higher and higher. She shuddered against him as his fingers brushed her G-spot, and he felt her fly apart in his arms. Linnet came, gushing sweet nectar around his insistent fingers, and he rested his cheek on the taut flesh of her stomach.
    “God, Gage. That was…” Linnet gasped out, and he smiled. Her breathing was still erratic but now it was his turn.
    Gage kissed the insides of her thighs and reached for the dishtowel to wipe up as he tugged her up off the island.
    “Oh, I’m not done with you yet, Miss Adams. Turn around and brace yourself,” he said, smacking her ass.
    She grinned at him, a saucy smile on her lips as she did what he asked. “Bad, bad Master Gage,” she said, her voice smoky in that way that made his dick harder than hell. “I should leave you with your cock in your hand for the shit you’ve handed me over the last month, bucko.” She rasped out, angling her ass upward so he could admire it. She wouldn’t leave. She wanted him inside of her just as much as he did. But first, he needed something for that sassy little rosette winking at him. He dug in his pocket and pulled out her favorite silicone butt plug wrapped in a cloth.
    “Oh, I don’t think so, Linnet. I have plans for you.”
    He ran his hands over the pear shape of her still pink bottom. Reaching for the butter, he swiped a nice amount and rubbed it across her puckered back entrance. His fingers moved inside of her and she clenched, fighting him at first, then yielding to his touch. He slathered the butter over the plug and slowly inserted it into her