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 br**sts. 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 tender opening, and she was powerless to resist him when he sunk his fingers deep into her.
“Please”, she whispered, feeling as though she might burn alive if he stopped. Her eyes pleaded with him for release but he only growled around her breast, his mouth suckling tightly before pulling away, her nipple pinched gently by his teeth.
Kate’s fingers found their way into the thick luxuriance of his silky hair, which she stroked and raked with wanton pleasure. “Gage...oh baby,” she moaned, unable to resist the softness and skill of his mouth pulling on her sensitive n**ples. He was relentless in his quest to make her as hot and as wet as he could, pushing two fingers deep inside of her, and without preamble, he began to slide them in and out of her p**sy, spreading her open and thrusting against the natural resistance of her body as she whimpered at the delicious sensation.
“Please, what?” he finally replied in a hard whisper that commanded her attention.
While his wedged fingers curved into her g-spot, the thumb of the same hand flicked across her clitoris and turned her pleasure into something tangible, alive. Her pelvis rotated in carnal delight as her soaked p**sy snagged his drilling fingers tightly. The more she writhed, the deeper Gage thrust. He rolled her nipple inside his mouth with his tongue and then suckled her so forcefully she cried out, the stinging pleasure jolting her out of consciousness for just a moment.
With his free hand, he grabbed her wrist and guided it down to the heavy bulge that strained against the denim jeans he wore, and he rumbled as she slowly peeled back the zipper, releasing his thick, swollen cock. Without hesitation, her fingers closed around his shaft and she groaned in ecstasy as she felt how hard and thick he’d become. Gage wanted her. That hadn’t changed – it may never change. But how long would that be enough to keep her with him?
He must have sensed her inner turmoil; Gage always somehow seemed to know. Her fingers stilled and she attempted to stroke him again, but his sudden hold on her wrist tightened.
“Tonight…let’s make it all about us – here and now, you and I. Not the past, not the future. Just…us here…now…together.” Gage said huskily, lifting his mouth from her nipple and placing his lips at the side of her breast. He kissed the rounded curve and palmed the weighty mound in his hand, measuring its heaviness with a groan of approval.
“Can you do that, Kate? Can you let yourself go?” He’d straightened to look into her eyes, his gaze locked onto the flush of her face as he pushed his fingers inside of her – to the hilt, the invasion wickedly animalistic.
“Just this once, I want it to be simple. Just a man making love to the woman he finds most desirable above all else. That’s you, Kate. That’s only ever been you.”
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Only you, Kate.
Hearing that declaration from Gage’s lips was enough to push Kate over the edge and down into a seemingly bottomless orgasm. Her vag**al muscles convulsed around his rampaging fingers while he clamped his mouth over hers to smother her loud, trailing moans of ecstasy.
Could it be true? This was the only question wandering through her cloudy brain as she tumbled over and over through a heavenly cloud of pure, raw passion. The cli**x was brutal yet gentle at the same time, and she gave in to the hypnotic buzzing and pulsing that sizzled across her skin, from her head to her toes as she moaned into his mouth.
That’s it, baby. Just let go…
His sensuous words whittled down the last of her defenses and now she felt too weak to fight him – not this time. When the moment came, she would do as he’d asked and succumb without a care or doubt. She would give, and take, and shut the outside world from the bubble of passion that was tightly wrapped around them both.
She’d barely caught her breath, lying limp like a ragdoll across Gage’s lap when the limo stopped abruptly in front of a fabulously designed boutique hotel. It was late but Gage was still cautious about not being seen by a potential fan, and thankfully had the good sense to ask that the driver check him in. Minutes later, he was breezing through the hallway and into the dimly lit elevator, Kate’s hand clasped tightly into his. When the elevator doors closed, he didn’t hesitate to push her up against the cold steel wall, spreading her legs with his feet, and forcing her hands up and over her head as he gripped her wrists tightly, pinning her in place.
“I won’t wait another minute,” he whispered, his lips sweeping over her neck without hesitation and his dark gray eyes can no longer hide the urgent need that swirls in every breath. “I can’t…”
Kate’s legs were barely able to hold her up, as Gage stole another kiss of burning lust from her trembling lips.
“Then don’t,” she quietly growled, her hands flexing against his in an attempt to break free so she could force his lips back down to hers but he pulled away, a clear sign that he was in full and complete control, his power emanating from his every touch.
Releasing one of her wrists so that he could explore her body, he pulled up her skirt and slid his hand into the front of her panties. She was still soaking wet from her earlier orgasm and he moaned against her neck, his face seeking refuge in the soft curves of her body, his weight bearing against her, pushing her hard against the wall.
She twisted her body so that she was turned halfway to him, her hip jutting out and he yanked her skirt up to her waist, exposing her full, round ass.
Finally, he let go of her other wrist and she immediately spun around to face the wall, her back arched to give him full access.
He stood behind her, no longer touching her at all and she found herself trembling with anticipation, wondering why he was taking so long to ravage her yet when she turned a curious eye to him the incredible hunger that darkened his face drained her of all reluctance and she fell against the wall, her cheek pressed firmly against the cool steel.
She heard the tick of the elevator buttons as he made sure the door wasn’t going to open anytime soon and then in one swift movement she felt the thickness of his c*ck pushing its way into her and she gasped at the stark cold of the pane against her achingly hot flesh, then moaned as he gripped her h*ps in his hands and slid into her.
“Oh God,” she moaned. Her entire body screamed in jubilation at finally having him inside her once again, but she knew her appetite for him was ceaseless. “God yes, please,” she whimpered as he began thrusting at a focused, measured pace.
“You feel so damn good,” he growled raggedly, leaning his chin against her shoulder, his tongue lashing out to lick her earlobe. He greedily licked and kissed the fleshy, sensitive strip behind her ear as he f**ked her, filling her in more ways than one and she couldn’t think past the way he made her feel when he was inside her, as though she was a creature of need, writhing and gasping and reveling in it. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing hard as he slammed into her again and again.
“Do you like it hard?” he panted, tearing his mouth from her neck to whisper against her shoulder. “I seem to remember that you like it a little rough.”
Her breath came out on a harsh exhale, clouding the air. Her heartbeat accelerated and a thin trickle of wetness slid down her inner thigh, and she squeezed her legs together to try to halt its flow.
“Is that a yes?” His voice was husky and his mouth was a mere inch from her neck once again. A sound that might have been a word came from her mouth and pulled his c*ck from her core to spin her around to face him. Instantly, his lips came down on hers.
The kiss was demanding and furious. His tongue slid against her teeth, forcing them open and then he was probing the recesses of her mouth, exploring its every corner and crevasse.
His hands slid down her back, his strong fingers dug into the curved out halves of her ass and he lifted her up and forward, tilting her pelvis so that her groin was parallel to his. He ran his hard c*ck against her, relishing in the sweet sound of her surrender. Her moan was low and soft and he stepped back, his eyes glowing with desire.
She stood there, her lips bruised and pulped, her senses whirling and her head spinning in exquisite torture. She could not seem to make sense of her thoughts or emotions. His hands went to her br**sts and once again his c*ck was burying itself inside of her, riding her furiously, his teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh of her br**sts, tugging at her n**ples, as he lifted her against him, forcing his swollen shaft into her wet mound.
“Gage…” she begged, digging her nails into his shoulders as she held on tight. “Please…please, don’t stop.” She let out a cry when he bit down on her earlobe, and then screamed his name when another orgasm crashed through her quivering body, filling her with a powerful buzzing bliss that spread through her body and she wondered how she had ever went so many years without him.
He was out of her before she’d finished, pushing her down so that her knees met the hard floor. His fingers fisted her hair as he pressed the head of his c*ck against her lips. “Take it,” he demanded.
Still swept up in the moment, she opened her mouth willingly and took his entire length into her cheeks. The salty taste of pr**um lingered on her tongue along with a unique flavor she recognized as her own and she lapped and stroked the shaft and base with everything she had. Wanting to make him ache for her, she cupped his balls with one hand as she encircled the base of his shaft with the other, massaging him as she deep throated him, inch by inch. His groans of encouragement spurred her on, making her wet and hungry for him all over again, and she felt little shocks of pleasure dart through her body as she claimed his seed in her mouth, making sure he never forgot just how much she wanted him.
Finally he stiffened, growling her name as he came, his eyes wide with unblinking desire, rocking his h*ps to meet her mouth as streams of hot sem*n exploded into her throat. She swallowed every last drop of him, smiling in satisfaction as his body shook with the force of his orgasm. Gasping, he reached out to brace himself against the wall, his chest heaving, his heartbeat slowing as the sensation fizzled until there was nothing left but honesty.
And in that moment, as he stood propping himself against the elevator wall, the woman of his past kneeling in front of him, willing to do whatever made him happy, he realized that he was right all along…he was totally and completely wrong for her.
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Walking, breathlessly, into the huge penthouse suite that had been reserved for them, Gage opened the door and then stepped aside to allow Kate to enter first. Still reeling from his orgasm he felt confused, shameful even, and when she made her way into the bathroom he was relieved that he had a private minute to gather his thoughts.
What exactly was bothering him so much?