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)
He was right. Who had I become? Or had I been this way all along? I just didn’t know myself.
My body hummed with pleasure as he pounded into me. There were no gentle words, no love involved. I was being fucked and getting off on it.
Lifting my knees, I leaned back on my hands, opening myself up more for him.
“That’s my girl,” he praised me.
Our eyes locked, and the untamed beast inside of him glared back at me. The need to possess was so clear in those amber depths. As unhealthy and fucked up as that was, I wanted it. For him to possess me. Own me. The thought caused a shudder to run through my body.
“Gage.” I moaned his name, unable to put into words what all I was feeling.
“Fucking hell, this hasn’t changed. Needy little cunt likes to be taken.” The snarl in his voice excited me. “Pushing me to a place where I can’t control myself, then obediently opening these sweet thighs.”
Had that been me? Was this what I needed? Oh God, why was it so good?
The electric rush began to unravel inside of me. I could hear myself panting in anticipation of what was coming.
“That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock —this tight pussy coating my dick.” The dangerous bite to his voice was like a match igniting me.
I screamed his name as my body convulsed with the euphoria that sucked me in. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his chest as he slammed into me several more times.
“FUCK, that’s what I need. What I always need,” he groaned, and then his body jerked as he unloaded inside me. “HOLY FUCK!” he roared, throwing his head back and closing his eyes.
I was sure I’d never seen anything as beautiful in my life. From the veins popping out on his wide neck, to his broad shoulders, to the ripped muscles on his chest. His biceps flexed as he held on to me, as if he planned on keeping me right here forever.
When he began to come down from his own climax, his head dropped to the crook of my neck, and he inhaled deeply. His arms tightened their hold on me. “I fucking worship you.” His breath was hot against my skin. “Love isn’t a strong enough word. It never has been with you. I’m not a religious man, but being inside of you is a spiritual experience.” He lifted his head, and his eyes met mine. “Don’t fucking destroy me again. Please.” The urgency in his words broke me.
Gage was a lot to take in. He was terrifying and thrilling, all at once.
I placed a hand against his cheek, and he rubbed his face against my palm.
“You scare me, terrify me even, excite me, and humble me, all within a few minutes. I imagine teenage me didn’t know how to deal with you. She wasn’t ready for all this … but I am.”
His hand covered mine, and he closed his eyes as he inhaled sharply. “I need inside you again,” he said as he opened his eyes up.
I smiled and slid my legs around his waist.
Thirty-Four
Shiloh
Trinity handed me a sheet pan that she had pulled out of the oven. “Put those on that red tray over there. I’ve got to get the hot wings finished. Can you get the dips set out with the chips, veggies, and crackers from over there?” She pointed to the counter behind us.
“On it,” I replied.
We had been in the kitchen since before noon. Gage had tried three times to get me alone, but I wasn’t leaving Trinity in here to make all this food. It was my first ever Super Bowl party, and although I knew nothing about the NFL—or football for that matter—everyone seemed excited because Florida had a team in the big game. New voices kept arriving, but they were gathering in the living room. Very few had come into the kitchen.
I was arranging the veggies when I felt Gage move in behind me. Smiling, I glanced back over my shoulder to look at him. This weekend had been nice. I liked it here. While Huck was large and intimidating, his fiancée was warm and friendly. Not that this meant I wanted to move in and become a Mafia girlfriend or whatever, but in the future, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.
“These leggings are fucking with me,” he whispered in my ear. “I want to bend you over and fuck you while I grab this ass.”
“With a house full of people, that’s not the best idea,” I replied.
He kissed the side of my neck. “We can go to my room. Take off these damn leggings, and I’ll lick that sweet pussy until you pass out.”
I sucked in a breath, trying not to get turned on, although that was difficult when Gage was pressed against my back. His smell, the heat from his body, and the thick erection all made it hard to concentrate.