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“Depends.” I sigh, licking my lips as his eyes drop to them. “Me if you plan on doing just that.”
He snarls and pushes me away, but I won’t let him retreat. Not now. He can’t hide from this.
“Talk to me,” I demand. “What do you want?”
“You!” he roars, turning to see me again, his eyes darkening with a hunger so strong, it makes my heart skip a beat. “I want you so fucking badly, it hurts. I can barely breathe through the desire. I’ve never felt like this before. I am so fucking wild with it, it’s a physical ache. I can’t imagine living like this forever. I want you so fucking much, and I hate it.”
“So take me,” I goad, a grin spreading across my lips. I’ve wanted this, and here I am, poking the bear, waiting for it to charge.
My words fill the silence, and for a moment, he just stares at me. Then he’s moving. I expect him to kiss me, but he grabs my ass and hauls me into the air, and then I’m sailing through it.
I let out a shriek of surprise before I hit the ground, mushy from the mud and grass. He’s on me in an instant, his mud covered hands ripping off my clothes until I’m naked beneath him.
I can’t even breathe as he pins me down, making me sink deeper into the mud. I wince in discomfort.
“If you didn’t want to get dirty, princess, you shouldn’t have dared me to make you mine,” he snarls, gripping my chin and slamming his lips to mine.
Groaning into his mouth, I forget all about the mud that will be in places it shouldn’t and just rip at his shirt. Biting his lip, I tangle my tongue with his to keep up. Both of us are caught in a storm of desire and hate. It’s so fucking beautiful, it hurts. He turns my head, then he bites and kisses down my neck, the stinging aches throbbing in time with my clit.
“Gage.” His name is a plea. I try to move my legs, but he has them trapped beneath him, so instead, I drag my hands across his shoulders and dig my nails in. He grins, his body almost shaking with the force of his desire. I almost smile. It’s so fucking heady to have so much power over such an incredible man, but it works both ways and he knows it. One of his big hands slides down my body, gripping my pussy and grinding into it just like Booker did this morning. The twinkle in his eyes lets me know he did it on purpose, but I don’t care. I lift my hips as much as his weight will allow and grind into his hand to relieve some of the pressure. My eyes slide closed as I pull him down.
“Eyes open, princess,” he orders. “You are going to know exactly who is fucking you and making you scream. You think you can tease me, push me, and there will be no consequences?” Leaning down, he bites my lip, pulling it away with a pop before growling his next words. “You’ll be punished for it.”
Oh fuck.
I must say it out loud, because he chuckles as he twists his hand and grinds it into my clit, making me cry out. My nipples harden, dragging against his chest, as more mud is spread across us, but I couldn’t give a fuck as long as I get what I want.
Him.
Unlike Eric and Booker, there is no foreplay, teasing, or loving touches. Gage sees what he wants and takes it. With a smirk, he turns his hand and slams two fingers into me. He steals a scream from my lips as he scissors his fingers, rubbing me brutally until an abrupt orgasm rips through me as if ordered by him. It leaves me panting beneath him as he pulls his fingers free and licks them while he watches me.
“You come so fucking easily for me, princess. It seems you might have wanted me more than you admitted.” The cocky smirk on his face pisses me off, so I reach up to slap him, but he grabs my hand and slams it into the muddy grass above us. He swiftly grabs the other one and holds them there, leaving me naked and stretched out below him, while he’s still completely clothed.
“Going to fuck me or just stare?” I pant.
Snarling, he leans down and nips one of my nipples until I cry out again. He’s not unaffected, however, and I feel his huge, hard cock pressed against my heat. I’m tired of waiting, so I manage to wiggle my legs free and wrap them around his hips before grinding into his jeans. The pressure of the zip hits my clit until I’m close to coming again.
“Fuck me, Gage. Fuck me like you hate me,” I demand, leaning up to bite his chin.
“That’s easy enough to do, princess, because I do,” he retorts and unzips his jeans. I don’t even get to see his cock, but I feel it.
It’s massive, just like him.
He rubs it along my folds before his eyes meet mine, and with a cocky smirk, he plunges himself inside of me, filling me to the brim. I scream from the bite of pain, but he doesn’t care. He takes my words literally and moves, pulling out and thrusting back in with quick, hard thrusts. I’m still catching my breath and throbbing both from pain and pleasure, but he pulls me along after him, tightening his grip on my wrists above me as he licks and sucks my nipples until I’m crying out. I lift my hips to meet him, encouraging him with a kick of my heels against his ass.
It’s a brutal, hard fuck and so good, my eyes almost cross in bliss. He doesn’t treat me like I’m breakable. No, he forces me to take every hard edge of him, even when it hurts, and then he asks for more. I refuse to beg, though, even as I can feel another orgasm just out of reach.
“Fucking hell, you’re so goddamn wet for me,” he rumbles against my skin, licking up my sweaty chest to my lips. “Too fucking warm and good around my cock. I fucking hate how good you feel.”
“Back at you,” I sneer as I kiss him, both of us groaning as his hips speed up, the slap of our flesh loud. I’m straining to come, but he feels it and stops, grinning against my lips. “Oh no you don’t, princess. Next time you come, it will be around my cock while I come too. Only I get to decide when you get your release.”
“Fuck you,” I snarl angrily, twisting my head in frustration. A pathetic whine leaves my lips at how close I was to getting what I want. When I slump, he finally rolls his hips again, slowly fucking me, but it’s not enough to get me off, the bastard.
Fed up with his taunting, I decide to get even.
Twisting my hands in his, I grip them at the same time I tighten my legs. When he lifts his head and frowns down at me, I grin and roll us.
My knees slide in the mud on either side of him, but he grips my hips to keep me steady as I sink farther down onto his huge length, making me moan. “Princess,” he snaps, but I ignore him. I press my palms against his chest, leaving muddy handprints, as I roll my hips and ride him, teasing him the way he did me. Groaning, he watches me, his eyes dark with hunger. “Don’t fucking tease. Fuck me.”
