himself and started stroking. She was so beautiful spread before him, and only the knowledge that she was his and here to enjoy at his leisure allowed him to withstand the temptation of plunging into her.
“That’s perfect, sugar, so damn perfect. Now, faster. That’s it. Yeah, that’s absolutely it.” Sweat poured down his spine, and he felt his own orgasm gathering gale force at the base of his cock as he watched those long dainty fingers play in all that tasty-looking flesh. She was so wet he could hear squelching sounds as she tormented her tiny clit. He pumped faster, stopping briefly to squeeze the top and swipe his thumb over the purpled head.
“You look so beautiful like this. Keep goin’, sugar. Goddamn, you are going to make me come.”
She made a sound that was raw and guttural and it traveled down his gut and settled in his cock like a bomb waiting to explode.
“Gage,” she cried, lifting her hips off the bed completely. “Oh please, Gage. Sir.” Then her scream echoed in the room and Gage’s bellow followed. As she furiously rubbed her clit with the force of her climax, Gage roared with the force of his and watched as thick white ropes of his seed burst onto her fingers. One after another splashed onto her pussy, dripping down until her entire core and her whole hand was coated with it.
He knelt there between her legs for long minutes while aftershocks rocked his frame, and watched as they did the same to her.
With a lurch, he managed to grab his discarded towel from this morning’s shower—he was forever forgetting to put the damn things in the hamper—and then gently wiped her off.
When he was satisfied they were both clean enough for now, he threw the towel in the general direction of the hamper and collapsed onto the bed with a contented sigh.
Before he could do it himself, she had plastered herself to his side and tucked right in. His next sigh was pure bliss. He didn’t have a clue where this thing between them would lead. But right now, in this perfect moment, he felt so good he honestly didn’t care.
Chapter Twelve
The orgasm woke her.
Zoe felt as if she had been floating along on stronger and stronger currents until the relentless unstoppable force of a tidal wave flung her from the depths of a warm, teeming ocean onto the scalding shores of reality.
With her mind scrambled and her thoughts disorientated, Zoe shoved her head and shoulders off the bed by bracing up on her elbows. Her legs wouldn’t move and when she looked down she saw that it was because— oh-my-God —Gage was lying between them and his mouth was on her core. An instant flash-flood climax tore a small scream from her throat at the sight and still he didn’t fade away like all her dreams from the past.
He was here. She wasn’t dreaming this time and he really was kissing her there, and, “Oh wow, that feels so much better than I ever imagined. Oh God.”
His tongue was doing lapping circles over her clit while he kept his lips sealed tight to her, alternating the circles with strong suction that pulled at something deep inside her. His gaze never left her face as she stayed braced on her elbows, watching him, and his expression was fierce in its passion. His wide palms were under her cheeks and he used that grip to pull her in tighter to his face. She had a moment to wonder how he managed to breathe when his tongue did something magical and she was screaming yet again.
He pulled back a fraction, just enough for her to see his tongue while it whipped fast and furious circles up and down her cleft. One of his hands shifted and she let out a low sound when one long finger teased, then slid into her.
“Oh-oh-my-what-are-you? Oh-God-that-feels-so-amazing-Gage.”
Her thoughts strung together without a pause so it sounded like one jumbled long word even to her own ears.
When he pulled back and leveled a look at her with one eyebrow raised, she realized what she’d said and added a hasty, “Sir.”
She
“That’s perfect, sugar, so damn perfect. Now, faster. That’s it. Yeah, that’s absolutely it.” Sweat poured down his spine, and he felt his own orgasm gathering gale force at the base of his cock as he watched those long dainty fingers play in all that tasty-looking flesh. She was so wet he could hear squelching sounds as she tormented her tiny clit. He pumped faster, stopping briefly to squeeze the top and swipe his thumb over the purpled head.
“You look so beautiful like this. Keep goin’, sugar. Goddamn, you are going to make me come.”
She made a sound that was raw and guttural and it traveled down his gut and settled in his cock like a bomb waiting to explode.
“Gage,” she cried, lifting her hips off the bed completely. “Oh please, Gage. Sir.” Then her scream echoed in the room and Gage’s bellow followed. As she furiously rubbed her clit with the force of her climax, Gage roared with the force of his and watched as thick white ropes of his seed burst onto her fingers. One after another splashed onto her pussy, dripping down until her entire core and her whole hand was coated with it.
He knelt there between her legs for long minutes while aftershocks rocked his frame, and watched as they did the same to her.
With a lurch, he managed to grab his discarded towel from this morning’s shower—he was forever forgetting to put the damn things in the hamper—and then gently wiped her off.
When he was satisfied they were both clean enough for now, he threw the towel in the general direction of the hamper and collapsed onto the bed with a contented sigh.
Before he could do it himself, she had plastered herself to his side and tucked right in. His next sigh was pure bliss. He didn’t have a clue where this thing between them would lead. But right now, in this perfect moment, he felt so good he honestly didn’t care.
Chapter Twelve
The orgasm woke her.
Zoe felt as if she had been floating along on stronger and stronger currents until the relentless unstoppable force of a tidal wave flung her from the depths of a warm, teeming ocean onto the scalding shores of reality.
With her mind scrambled and her thoughts disorientated, Zoe shoved her head and shoulders off the bed by bracing up on her elbows. Her legs wouldn’t move and when she looked down she saw that it was because— oh-my-God —Gage was lying between them and his mouth was on her core. An instant flash-flood climax tore a small scream from her throat at the sight and still he didn’t fade away like all her dreams from the past.
He was here. She wasn’t dreaming this time and he really was kissing her there, and, “Oh wow, that feels so much better than I ever imagined. Oh God.”
His tongue was doing lapping circles over her clit while he kept his lips sealed tight to her, alternating the circles with strong suction that pulled at something deep inside her. His gaze never left her face as she stayed braced on her elbows, watching him, and his expression was fierce in its passion. His wide palms were under her cheeks and he used that grip to pull her in tighter to his face. She had a moment to wonder how he managed to breathe when his tongue did something magical and she was screaming yet again.
He pulled back a fraction, just enough for her to see his tongue while it whipped fast and furious circles up and down her cleft. One of his hands shifted and she let out a low sound when one long finger teased, then slid into her.
“Oh-oh-my-what-are-you? Oh-God-that-feels-so-amazing-Gage.”
Her thoughts strung together without a pause so it sounded like one jumbled long word even to her own ears.
When he pulled back and leveled a look at her with one eyebrow raised, she realized what she’d said and added a hasty, “Sir.”
She
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