Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81694 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Even without touching myself, I felt close to an orgasm. When he finished, I squirmed a little more, and then he sat up and took my semen-covered boobs in his hands. He started to run his hands over the cum, spreading it all over my breasts. The moment he smeared some over my nipples, the climax I felt building inside of me erupted, and I cried out, rocking my hips back and forth as it washed over me.
“Holy shit.” Gage’s deep voice made me shiver as the last tremor faded.
Panting, I opened my eyes to look at him.
“Shiloh …” He said my name like a low rumble. “Did you just fucking get off?”
I nodded, still surprised this was something that could happen.
“How the fuck am I gonna survive you?” he whispered.
I didn’t respond. I wasn’t sure what to say to that or what he meant.
We sat there, looking at each other in silence until, finally, he let out a deep sigh. “Put your shirt on so I can concentrate, but leave your bra off and my cum all on your tits. Right now, I’m feeling fucking territorial, and that’s the only way I think I can stay calm enough to let you eat.”
I reached for my shirt and tugged it back over my head, then stood up.
“Are you thirsty?” I asked him, feeling like I needed to get some air away from the sex-charged energy in this room.
“Could I have a beer?” he asked.
I hurried to go get it and splashed my face with cold water. This was not at all what I’d expected when coming here, and it was going too fast that I didn’t know if I should hold on and enjoy it or bolt before it was too far gone.
Twenty-Four
Shiloh
Pulling the food out of the bags, I placed them on plates, then carried them back into the living room. Gage had paused the movie and was texting someone when I stopped in front of him. I set his plate down beside him, then walked around the ottoman to return to my spot on the sofa. The cheeseburger he’d ordered me was too tall to put in my mouth.
How had I eaten this before? With a knife and fork?
I could feel him watching me.
I looked over at him and pointed to the burger. “How do you expect me to fit that in my mouth?”
A grin tugged at his mouth.
“Do not make a dirty joke out of this. I am serious.”
He reached over and pressed down on the burger to flatten it, then winked at me. “That’s how you do it.”
I scrunched my nose and frowned. “I’ll be honest, I think Wilder’s way of ordering a cheeseburger is better than my old way.”
“Wilder?” Gage asked.
I nodded. “Yes, my friend, Wilder. He taught me a lot when I moved back here. Like how to order a cheeseburger.”
Gage didn’t say anything, so I figured he was texting again. I picked up the burger and glanced at him before taking a bite. He wasn’t texting. He was scowling.
I set the burger back down. “What?”
“Wilder’s the fucking guy friend of yours that you don’t think wants to fuck you?”
I hadn’t meant to piss him off. I’d just been talking. Saying my thoughts aloud. “Uh, well, yes. Wilder is my guy friend who has never once tried to fuck me since I moved back here.”
“Has he kissed you?” Gage asked, and his tone made me nervous.
“Never,” I replied.
I thought that would fix this, but apparently, it didn’t.
“I’m not attracted to Wilder. He’s just a friend. I’ve never wanted to kiss him or touch him.”
Gage’s jaw was clenched tightly. I wanted to reach up and touch his face. Try and soothe him, but he scared me when he was like this. I didn’t know where the line was when he’d snap at me or turn into the man I’d first met.
“Just eat,” he finally said and picked up the remote to resume the horror movie he had picked.
My stomach was in knots, but I wasn’t about to disobey him. I picked the cheeseburger back up and took a bite. Just like the other things Gage had told me to try, I realized this was delicious. Why hadn’t I tried fries on my cheeseburger before? It was brilliant. I took another bite, happy about my new discovery.
“You’re smiling,” Gage said, sounding amused.
I turned to him, and the furious look in his eyes was gone. He was pleased. His amber eyes glanced at my mouth, then lifted to meet my gaze.
“Because this is delicious.”
He smirked, then turned his attention back to the movie. We continued in silence, and by the time I was finished with my meal, I’d figured out what was happening in this film. Gage put his arm on the back of the sofa and motioned for me to come lie against him again. I curled my feet up, and careful not to touch his ribs, I rested my head on his shoulder. His warm body smelled wonderful, and I closed my eyes. Soaking up how good it felt to be near him like this.