ShiftinDirty-ElizaGayle by Eliza Gayle Page A

with kisses. “I’ve wanted to be inside you since the moment I laid eyes on you back at the bar.”
    A soft moan escaped her control. As much as she wanted to protest, she couldn’t. Not while her toes were curling at the sensations flooding through her. She wanted to indulge with him too. All weirdness aside, he was the stuff every girl’s fantasy consisted of. Hard bodied, gorgeous face, tousled hair with intense eyes all wrapped in the perfect leather and denim package. The kind of thing that should be experienced at least once in a lifetime, if not more. Especially after she’d been dumped by her ex for a prettier, thinner model.
    Gage grasped the side of her face and tilted her head back so their lips aligned and their gazes met. “Do you believe in fate?” he asked.
    “I—I don’t know. Maybe.”
    “I never did.” He slid his hand under her tank top. “But I’m starting to rethink that position.”
    His big hand against her naked stomach made her insides tremble. He palmed her breast, squeezing the soft mound. He nipped at her ear lobe. “This is the part where you unhook your bra, babe. Unless you want me to slice it off with a claw.”
    Letting out a low groan, she lifted the tank top and reached behind her to undo the clasp of her lacy bra. Since it was one of her favorites and she wasn’t sure she was ready to see his claws, she did as he asked. No sooner did she get the straps pulled down her arms and untangled from the top she still wore and his hands were on her, lifting the tank top above her breasts.  
    “Fuck,” he said. “You are so perfect.” He cupped both breasts and flicked over her nipples with his thumbs.  
    A part of her still thought this was a questionable idea at best, but with his hands igniting her body, her brain didn’t have a chance.  
    Giving in, she wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers. She didn’t really know what she expected from him, but the hard, demanding kiss he met her with wasn’t it. He pushed his tongue against her lips, forcing her to open for him, and plunged in and out while grinding his hips against hers. All the while his fingers continued to play with her nipples.  
    A wave of lust far more powerful than anything she experienced before crashed into her as he slammed his cock against her clit. The fact they both still wore pants did little to diminish the sensations and instead she met him thrust for thrust. Keening moans filled the room, surprising her when she realized they came from her.  
    Gage broke the kiss, a growl rumbling loud in his chest. His eyes were glowing gold and the features of his face reminded her of the animal that lurked somewhere inside him. A shiver worked down her spine.
    “Don’t fear me.” His voice was hoarse. “I would never do anything to hurt you physically, but there’s a part of me that will go crazy with the need to subdue you if you show fear.”
    She blinked, his words jumbling around in her head.  
    “No fear, babe.” He nuzzled her neck again before grazing his teeth lightly across her skin. “Only all the pleasure you deserve.”
    He moved his mouth lower, taking a nipple and sucking it in deep. “Ohhh. Gage.” She moaned while arching her back, forgetting all about being afraid. Her sex squeezed, leaving her with an ache of emptiness she needed resolved now.  
    “Gage. Please. Your cock in me now.” She had never been so bold in her life, but this need to have him inside her hurt. It really did need to happen right this second. She shoved her hands in between then and tried to pull at the fastenings of his jeans.
    “Goddamn. Yes. Fucking need you too.”  

Chapter Seven

    Gage yanked at her jeans and shoved his hand inside her panties, groaning when he hit her wetness. The heavy scent of her arousal had been driving him crazy, but this—  
    He dropped to his knees and pulled her pants down with him. First he was going to bury his face between her legs until she