Authors: Kris Norris
Gage couldn’t help but laugh at the sensual pout of her lips.
“In a moment, darling.
I just want a minute to look at you.” He lowered his gaze and did a long, slow sweep of her body, from her sexy little toes to the rumpled hair framing her face. She was perfection, in every sense of the word.
And she was all his.
“You’re so beautiful. I still can’t believe you didn’t throw me out.”
“I never wanted you to leave. I never stopped loving you.”
“I’m sorry it took me so long to see that. But I promise we’ll make up for lost time.” He reached down and stroked her ankle, taking her foot in his hand. He smiled as he raised it to his lips, gently sucking each toe into his mouth. He’d never considered himself to have a foot fetish, but he’d be damned if the sight of her small, pale feet didn’t drive his excitement higher. Her toes were perfect, each one smaller than the next. He caught her gaze as he suckled the smallest one into his mouth. “I’m going to start by licking every inch of that hot little body of yours. Then maybe I’ll help ease some of that tension I see in your shoulders with a body massage. After that, I plan on making you come until you beg me to stop.”
Brooklyn
moaned at his words, watching with half-lidded eyes, as he released one foot and grasped the other, deliciously repeating his action. She giggled when his tongue tickled her arch, smiling at him with such warmth he nearly pitched his body forward and plunged into her. It was only with his last sliver of sanity that he was able to stand his ground and lower her leg gently to the mattress. Damn, this was going to be harder than he’d planned. She was too desirable, too sexy.
And too damn dressed.
He bent forward, catching the bottom of the jersey between his fingers. It was cool and smooth, with a satiny texture he knew would rub her nipples into hard little buds. He reached his other hand behind her back easing her up as he lifted the shirt over her head and tossed it behind him on the floor. She wasn’t going to need it again. He had a bag for her in the car, for tomorrow. And tonight, he’d keep her warm.
Brooklyn
’s gaze met his as the shirt hit the floor, his hand still palming her back. Her skin beaded from the cold, but the look in her eyes told him she didn’t even notice. Her pupils were large and dark, once again hiding the colour in the flickering light. She looked like a siren ready to tempt him, and he was more than willing.
“Comfortable?”
“I’d be better if you were already inside me.”
His cock jumped against his stomach. “You’re making this extremely difficult.” He cursed as she grinned and spread her legs. His head snapped down, pinned by the sight of her soft, velvety lips, coated with her sweet dew. “Damn,” he rasped, kneeling down on the edge of the bed. “I’m trying to be romantic here, darling.” He waved towards her thighs. “This isn’t helping.”
“You don’t have to put on a show. Just love me.”
He laughed, trailing his finger up her leg until he found the soft spot behind her knee that made her arch her hips towards him. “This isn’t a show, darling, it’s a loving. And I plan on loving you all night long.”
Brooklyn
blinked in surprise as he lowered his lips to her leg and kissed a path to her knee, his tongue joining his finger at the back. “But—”
“I told you I was going to lick every inch of your skin. So you might as well lay back and settle in. I’ve still got a lot of territory to cover.”
“I’ll come before you finish,” she protested, arching again when he licked the back of her other knee.
“Have you only one orgasm in you, darling?” he taunted, tossing her words back at her.
She laughed. “You are truly wicked.”
“It’s what you love most about me,” he countered, moving up to her thighs.
She was panting now, her chest rising and falling in the cool air, her nipples pointed towards the ceiling. He smiled, knowing he’d be rasping them with his tongue, feeling them peak even tighter in his mouth. He inched forward, warming her skin with his body as he nibbled her hips. She bucked against him, moaning softly as she rubbed her mound against his chest. Her arousal moistened his skin, sliding her silky lips across his nipple.
“Easy, darling.
I’ll give you what you want in a moment.”
“But I need you now.”
Gage sighed against her skin, the last of his control slipping away at the sound of her voice. He lunged up, capturing her nipple in his mouth as he moved his hand between her legs. Brooklyn cried out when his lips sealed around her tight bud, his fingers rubbing the moisture around her clit. She was warm and wet, her juices so slick two fingers slipped inside her with ease.
“You’re so wet. Damn, I love it when you respond to me like this.” He pulled his fingers out and thrust them in again, clamping his mouth around her other nipple.
“Please.”
She pumped her hips against his hand, pressing her breast into his mouth. He could smell the scent of her sex filling the room, mixing with the sweat beading their bodies until the air became a humid mass of sex and heat.
“Soon, darling, soon.
I don’t want it to be over yet.”
“It’s only the beginning. You can tease me more next time.”
Gage
chuckled,
loving the way she’d confidently accepted there’d be a next time. And a thousand times after that. “Do you know how damn sexy you are when you beg me to make you come?” He moved his face up until it was even with hers. “Okay. Come for me.”
Gage watched her face as he swirled his fingers around her clit, squeezing it lightly with each pass before dipping them inside her again. She stared into his eyes, her mouth curved into a large O. He could see her orgasm building, the tension drawing her skin tight across her cheekbones. He smiled down at her, mesmerised by the loud wet sounds of his fingers pumping her flesh.
“You can’t fight it, darling, it’s too close.”
Brooklyn tensed her jaw and looked as if she were going to counter his statement—no doubt with something sarcastic—when he drew his fingers out again and stroked her clit hard and fast. She moaned and arched her chest into his, clamping her right hand around his forearm. “Yes…right there. Just one more pass.”
“Just one more?
Are you sure?”
Brooklyn
smiled then closed her eyes as the orgasm hit her. She arched higher, screaming his name as she dug her fingers into his arm. Her nails bit into his skin, but he didn’t care. The look on her face held his attention. It was a mixture of love and pure pleasure that nearly made him cream the bed. God, he loved it when she exploded, her entire body sharing in the release. Her head thrashed against the bed, her legs clamped around his hand, and her torso twisted beneath him. It was the most exciting show he’d had the privilege to witness.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are when you come? It’s like watching an exotic dance.”
Brooklyn
sighed against his neck, her body still shaking. He still had his fingers lodged deep inside her, sending tremors of pleasure through her body.
“I feel the same about you. I love watching you give yourself to me.” She moaned as he slowly withdrew his hand. “Please don’t go,” she whispered, trying to clamp her nether lips around him.
“I’m not going anywhere. But you interrupted my itinerary. Now I’ve eased the need a bit, I want to get back to where I left off.”
Brooklyn
grabbed his arm as he started to rise. “But I need you inside me.
Now.
You know touching me like that only makes the hunger worse.”
Gage leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips, resisting her tongue as it probed his closed mouth. “Ah, ah, ah,” he crooned. “We both know the anticipation makes the reward that much better.” He rose up and straddled her body, not even trying to hide the immensity of his erection. He watched as Brooklyn’s gaze fell to his groin, her tongue plotting a slow path across her upper lip. He knew his cock was strained, the skin a deep shade of red where it pulled tight across the crown. “Now be a good girl and roll over for me.”
Brooklyn
pouted at his request, but rolled around inside the small space between his legs, relaxing down on her stomach. She groaned as her breasts rubbed against the sheets. He smiled, knowing any movement would further excite her nipples. He looked down at her body, feeling his cock clench at the sight of her tight little ass. It was perfect. Firm but round, with just enough cushion she looked completely feminine.
“You know how much I love looking at your butt. Damn if you don’t have the sexiest rear-end I’ve ever seen.”
“Then why don’t you ever touch it like you used to?” she asked quietly.
Gage stilled. They may have cleared the air, but they still hadn’t discussed that night. “You know why,” he said, his voice raspy and thick.
Brooklyn
glanced back at him over her shoulder, a crease formed on her brow. “Because I came so hard that night I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry?” She pursed her lips together to express her confusion. “I thought you’d enjoyed taking me that way?”
“I hurt you that night.”
Brooklyn
’s smile caught him completely off guard. “You hurt my heart that night. Not my body. Sure, you were a bit…enthusiastic, but you didn’t hurt me…not the way you’ve worked it up in your mind.” She turned back to the bed. “I enjoyed it,” she added quietly, as if afraid to admit it too loudly.
“But I thought…” He trailed off, no longer able to form the words. His chest was too tight to get anything else out.
She turned back to him. “I tried to tell you before, but you never gave me the chance. I love every way you touch me. I always have.” An impish smile lit her face. “I was hoping we might start bridging that gap again. Maybe by the time we’re
back
home, you can love me like that again?”
Gage growled his reply, taking her lips in a kiss so carnal he had to grab his cock and squeeze his release away.
All this time he’d been agonising over the wrong issue.
He pulled away, loving how she huffed in regret.
“You’d just better hope we’re home soon, lover. Because
your
little confession just upped my schedule.”
Brooklyn
’s face
blushed
bright red before she turned away and laid her head on the bed. Oh yeah, she wanted it. He could see the tiny shivers racing down her back as she considered his words. She was just as curious as he was to find out if the next time would be as mind blowing as the first. But Gage knew it’d be even better. He smiled and placed his hands on her shoulders, firmly massaging her muscles.
“God, you’re tense. You need to take better care of yourself.” He moved down her back, finding every knot twisted in her muscles. She moaned with every swirl of his hands, sinking farther into the bed as he moved down her body. By the time he reached her buttocks, she was practically purring.
“Feel good?”
“Too good.
But please don’t stop.”
“Un-ah,” he whispered, tracing the curves of her ass. Even here her muscles felt tight, and he couldn’t help but continue his massage down her cheeks to the thighs. “Just relax and let me ease your ache.” He knew Brooklyn was aware he was talking about more than just her muscles. He’d felt the heat rise in her body.
Heard her breathing escalate as he’d neared her pussy.
She needed to be fucked.
Hard and fast until she came so strong she wouldn’t be able to scream.
But he’d promised her he’d be gentle, at least in the beginning.
Gage rolled her over on her back, catching her by surprise. She looked up at him, her eyes wide, but then she smiled as he moved his hands along her inner thighs, pushing them farther apart until she was spread eagle on the bed. He loved seeing her reactions as much as feeling them, and wanted a clear view of her arousal. He eased down, lifting her feet in his hands.
“Bend your knees for me,” he commanded, bringing her feet up towards her ass. “That’s how I want you. So open I can see your pretty little clit clench when I touch you.” He moaned as she made it flutter.
“Vixen.
You’ll pay for that.”
Brooklyn
gasped her reply as he lowered his lips to her nub and suckled it into his mouth. She tasted hot and sweet and he knew he’d be drunk on her taste before he entered her. He could lick her for hours, never tiring of feeling her velvety skin beneath his tongue. She was an addiction and he the junkie. He eased back, watching his fingers disappear inside her. She clenched and he tightened his jaw. He couldn’t wait much longer. His cock pulsed against his stomach. Even with the release she’d given him, the fire burned along his spine, demanding satisfaction. If he wanted to be gentle, he’d have to start soon.
“I want you to come in my mouth before I slide inside you.” He darted out his tongue and licked her entrance. “God, I love the taste of you. I could eat you forever.” He licked again, thrusting his tongue inside her this time. The walls of her vagina quivered as he traced the edges of her sex. “You like that, don’t you?” he said, sucking a path to her clit again.
She cried his name when he reached the nub, circling it with the tip of his tongue. He placed a hand on her stomach, amazed at how tight her muscles clenched with each pass of his mouth.