Page 90 of Engaging Opal


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Slowly, I rock my hips at a pace I can handle.

“It feels so good,” I mewl loudly. My head tips back as I grind down against this wagging tongue.

Gauge must be enjoying himself. His fingers dig into my flesh, yanking me down on him. He tortures me by pressing his tongue hard against my overstimulated sex, sucking and pulling with his mouth. He releases a manly pleasurable groan, sending shock waves straight to my clit. The room echos with the wet smacking sound Gauge produces between my legs and the moans of delight ripping from my lungs.

Incapable of not going buck wild, I grab the top of the headboard and ride Gauge’s face, garnering the pleasure I so desperately need at this moment. My legs shake as my orgasm builds. I try to squeeze my legs together to stop the wave of mind-splitting intensity ready to rip through me, but Gauge’s head prevents me. He seems to notice I’m fighting to control the severity of my impending orgasm. He locks my hips down and doubles his efforts, worshipping me with unbridled passion.

“Gauge. Gauge. GAUGE!” I scream as my orgasm bursts from me. My body bucks above him, convulsing with bliss. Cream pours from my body into Gauge’s open, eager mouth. He drinks me down, making my orgasm drag on and on.

Spent, I fall sideways, staring at the ceiling as I try to catch my breath. My heart is galloping so fast if it wasn’t contained in my chest, I’d be afraid it would take off.

Gauge rolls over me, tracking kisses up my body. It’s apparent he has no intention of letting me rest. His lips envelope mine, letting me taste myself on my tongue. He pulls away only long enough to grab the condoms I left purposely out on the nightstand and slides one on. My green-eyed biker kisses me with abandon as he sinks his rigid cock deep inside of me. We groan in unison. It feels so good to be rejoined, stretching to accommodate his girth.

Gauge wastes no time hiking my left leg into the crook of his elbow, plowing into me. He fucks me like he’s afraid of losing me. He fucks me like he’s trying to pound all his love inside of me.

“I’ve missed this,” he admits with a ragged breath, driving into me. “I’ve missed you. Fuck. You’re so tight.”

Past the point of moans, I straight up squeal every time he grinds his pelvis against my sensitive clit. Incoherent words slip past my mouth, but miraculously, Gauge can interpret my requests for him to go harder. Faster. The force of his thrusts has his ball slapping my bottom like a metronome, keeping pace, quick and firm.

Watching him, sheened in sweat, plunging into me with the thick cock between his powerful thighs, I can’t help but feel I’m watching beautiful poetry in motion.

My man looks about ready to lose himself in me, his face puckering as he tries to control his release. “Fuck, Opal. Come. Come now.”

My head shakes. I’m not ready. I just need a little more to get me over the edge.

Gauge licks the tips of his fingers on one hand, sliding them between us to my clit. He rubs delicious circles, knowing exactly how to get me off. He watches me as my breathing speeds up along with my heart, nodding for me to let go. “I’ve got you.”

I scream as another orgasm floods my body, stars dancing in my vision. Gauge pistons his hips, losing himself. He releases a strangled cry, filling the condom.

Depleted, Gauge collapses on top of me, his face buried in my breasts. “Why did we wait so long?” His voice muffled against my chest.

“Because you were a stubborn ass, afraid of moving too fast,” I answer with amusement.

Gauge groans, rolling us to our sides. He hasn’t softened or pulled out. “Then thank you for being so irresistible that I gave into my baser instincts.” He stares deep into my eyes, his fingers weaving into my hair. “Thank you for giving me a second chance.” He kisses my lips softly, and I melt against him.

Caught up in the moment, I protest when he pulls away from my lips. “Get back here.”

He chuckles. “I will once you answer my question.”

My brows pull together. What could he possibly want to ask me while we’re getting freaky deeky?

“Opal, will you be my old lady?”

My mouth falls open.

Gauge’s cock jumps inside of me. He shakes his head. “Baby, close your mouth before I feel the urge to fill it.”

My jaw slams shut. “Are you serious?”

“About stuffing my dick in your hot mouth? Absolutely.”

I smack him playfully on the chest. “No, about being your old lady.”

Gauge gives me a crooked smirk. “What do you say? Want to be my ride-or-die, wear my name proudly on your leather cut?”

Squealing, I grab his face, attacking him with kisses. “Yes! Yes! A thousand times, yes!”

Gauge smiles, encasing me in a hug. “You know that means you agree to be mine forever and everything that comes with it.”

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