the bed, her head thrown back before he pushed her back down, locking his arm across her back. “I said, don’t move.”
He raised his hand again, spanking her harder, his fingers still lodged inside her vagina. She cried out, clenching her body around his hand, milking his fingers as she did his cock. She moaned as he pressed further inside her, raking the sensitive tissue until his palm pressed against her flesh.
“Don’t tease me like this. It’s been almost a week since you’ve made love to me.” She tried to push back against him, but he held her firm. “Please, darling. I need you.”
He pulled his lips back, exposing his teeth as he wondered if she’d slept with his bastard of a brother yet. He could see them, her pale skin shimmering in the moonlight, his brother’s hips pumping her until she screamed.
And he knew she’d scream.
“What’s the matter? Haven’t I been man enough for you, lately?”
Brooklyn stilled beneath him, her breath catching in her chest. “What’s wrong with you? You know you’re more than enough for me.”
He laughed, the sound rattling in his chest as he caressed her ass again. “Really?” He smacked her one more time, even harder. “Why don’t I show you just how much of a man I can be?”
He heard her start to protest when he drew his fingers back and quickly thrust them inside her again. She gasped, straining against his fingers as he leaned over her back, lowering his weight onto her. He rasped his teeth across her shoulder, scraping the skin at the base of her neck.
She cried out, and tilted her head to grant him better access. He licked at the light mark, increasing his thrusts, setting up a rhythm he knew would drive her into a climax. Her vagina tightened, contracting around him as he stroked her channel, rubbing his fingers across her G-spot. She tried to get up, desperate to increase the penetration, only to collapse back down beneath his weight.
“Yes. Oh baby…please…right there.”
Her words were disjointed and slurred, mixed with a series of short gasps. She was close. Gage reached his other hand around her thighs, slipping it down her crease as he rasped it against her clit. The tiny bud hardened at his touch as he caressed her with small, firm circles. She cried out, pushing her flesh harder against his fingers.
He leaned over her back again. “Scream for me,” he whispered, biting on the muscle of her neck as her orgasm rocked through her.
“Gage!”
Her voice echoed off the walls, mingling with the steamy heat from their bodies. She convulsed beneath him, sobbing against the fire he knew was ripping her apart. He could feel her pulsing around his fingers as he continued to rub the inside, prolonging the sensations until she sagged onto the bed. He growled, slowly removing his hand. She whimpered at the motion, clenching one last time as he finally slid free of her body. He looked at his fingers. They were coated with her release.
Perfect.
He moved them to the cleft of her ass, rubbing them across the puckered opening, spreading the moisture around the hole. Then he poked his finger inside her, slowly parting the tender muscles until it was completely buried. The moan that escaped her lips was deep and raw, a primal plea of pleasure. His cock pulsed at the sound, easing more fluid from the tip.
“Damn your ass is tight.” He pulled back then plunged again, feeling her muscles grip his finger. “So tight and hot it’s all I can do not to come on the spot.”
She groaned her reply, apparently not able to speak. He smiled a savage grin, adding another finger. Damn, it was too tight. How the hell would he ever get his cock inside her? He pushed harder, separating the untried tissues, tunnelling his fingers back and forth until the severe clenching relaxed as she accommodated the width more easily.
Now. Take her now before she has a chance to refuse.
He thrust again, reaching to the side table, removing a tube of lubrication from
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