Gage laughs behind me.
“You make it sound so menacing. Am I about to get eaten alive?”
He sounds ridiculously and adorably delighted by the prospect.
“Devoured,” I confirm, squeezing his hand.
“What a wonderful way to go.”
Chapter 22
Gage
The most incredible woman I’ve ever met shuts our bedroom door behind us, and turns to wrap her arms around my neck. Her eyes are full of heat as she stares into mine. I’ve never been more turned on in my life.
“You’re sure about this?” I ask.
I have to triple check, because this is not some meaningless night in bed, and we both know it. It’s a huge step.
“Completely and utterly sure,” she says, tightening her arms around me to bring me closer. Then a hint of doubt clouds her features before she asks, “Are you sure?”
I can’t stand that doubt in her face, so I’m going to work my ass off to make sure she never questions how I feel again.
“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life,” I promise her, brushing her cheek and running a hand through her hair. She goes up on her toes to whisper in my ear.
“Good. Then get on the bed.”
I shiver in anticipation of how this goddess is going to absolutely ruin me.
“Yes, ma’am,” I say with the biggest smile ever on my face.
I get onto the bed, then turn to her for more instruction. It needs to be clear that she has full control, I want her to be completely comfortable. There’s also the fact that I love the way she takes charge. It’s not a dynamic I’ve ever explored before, but it fucking does it for me. Or just she does it for me, who’s to say.
“Good boy. Let me see you,” she murmurs, those grey eyes so bright they almost glow with heat. Her soft command has my cock twitching right back to life after she sucked my very soul out of me. I’ll be her good boy all she wants.
Tossing my grey t-shirt aside, then removing my shorts and boxer briefs, I let her look her fill. Maybe I even flex for her a little, who can say.
“This is going to make you so smug, but you really are the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen,” she confesses, sauntering toward me and lifting the delicate silver chain around my neck to play with it.
“Oh, just you wait, that’s going to make me insufferable,” I tease.
Amusement flashes across her face before she puts on a stern expression.
“Maybe I should ride your face to keep you quiet,” she muses, tapping her lips as if in deep thought.
Everything in me clenches, the bolt of lust at the mental image of her sitting on my face nearly knocking me over.
“Yep, yep, that will definitely work to shut me up,” I agree in a rush.
“Lie back,” she commands, and I immediately obey.
My breath catches as she peels off her shirt, and shimmies out of her shorts and panties. All that’s leftis her lavender lace bra that barely conceals anything. In the blink of an eye, she’s on the bed and prowling over my body, leaving a trail of kisses and nips in her wake. When she comes face to face with me, she kisses me deeply, both of us groaning as our tongues tangle. Then she moves up a little further, and I take one of her peaked nipples in my mouth through the lace, making her arch. The other gets the same treatment, of course.
“Feels so good already,” she mutters.
“Go on, mi vida. Make a mess of me. Grab the headboard and ride my face,” I encourage.
She inches up more until she’s straddling my face, grasps the headboard, and finally lowers that sweet pussy to my mouth. My tongue works her clit before spearing right into her, making her cry out. I lick and suck until she’s trembling above me. When I fully suck her clit into my mouth, she goes completely still and screams my name. It’s the best thing I’ve ever heard.
