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Gage yanked at the button on her jeans, her hands moving to help him, as his moved to his own. Both rid themselves of their jeans, Gage’s foot tugging Tilly’s jeans free from her body as he took her mouth. His tongue dove deep, and she met his passion with her own. Their hands went to the last of the material that separated them. Tilly let out a screech that coasted down Gage’s throat when he lifted her and dropped them onto the bed, Tilly falling on top of him. He rolled, capturing her beneath him. His mouth moved from hers, down her neck as he bit at the sensitive flesh. Tilly arched, pushing her breasts into his chest. A hand moved down her side, skating across her stretch marks and lower. Gage slipped his fingers between her folds, wet coating the digits.
“Jesus.” His voice was raspy. He inserted a finger, hooking it and rubbing her spot.
A strangled moan ripped from her throat, her hips rose, pushing into his hand, gyrating against it. “Yes.” She breathed raggedly, feeling a pleasure she’d never had before at the hand of someone who understood her body, knew what she needed and wanted to give it to her.
“That’s it,” Gage breathed, looking down at Tilly. Her eyes hazy and focused on him. “Ride my fingers.”
Tilly circled her hips, grinding down on his hand. Gage inserted another finger, swirling it before hooking them and teasing her. “Right there.” Her breath heavy, her hands gripping his biceps.
“Yeah,” He breathed, watching her eyes as she surrendered to the need.
“Yeah,” She answered on a broken moan, her legs began to tremble, her nails digging into his flesh as she edged closer to orgasm. Gage pushed his fingers as deep as he could, a thumb to her clit, pushing down on the bundle of nerves.
“God, Gage, yes!” Tilly screamed at the intensity of her orgasm as it rolled up from her toes and into her pussy, pulsating around Gage’s fingers.
“Fuck,” Gage whispered, watching the beauty of Tilly riding the wave of her orgasm.
Gage’s mouth took Tilly’s as he settled between her legs. His hard cock nudging at her entrance. Her legs wrapped around him, feet twisting and resting on his ass.
He lifted his head, glanced to his jeans on the floor, muttering, “Condom.”
Her legs tightened around him, her voice laced with need. “No condom.” Her eyes held his. “I’m on the pill.”
Gage didn’t even let his mind wander any further as he was caught up in the moment. Wanting to watch her face as he entered her, he kept his eyes to hers. Slowly, he pushed forward, her heat enclosing around his cock. His jaw clenched with the snug fit of her pussy around his cock.
“Yes,” Tilly hissed when Gage fully seated himself inside her, her legs tightening to hold him there. “You feel so good.” She panted breathlessly.
“Jesus, so do you.” He pressed a hard kiss to her parted lips, her panting breath grazing over his lips. Gradually he pulled out, watching the heat in her eyes, and drove back in, not holding back when she arched her back, feet digging into his ass, pushing into him. Forceful plunges, Gage fucked Tilly hard. Thrust after deep thrust, both lost in one another. The world fading around them. The worlds that always lingered deep in each other’s minds, where they were never allowed, never came to the forefront as they immersed themselves in their own needs and wants. Feeling the green grass beneath their feet. Basking in the glow of the sunshine. Smelling the sweet scent of flowers.
With her nails digging into his biceps, Gage drove deep.
Tilly looked into his eyes, mouth parted, breaths heavy with moans. “Yes.”
“Fuck.” Gage groaned.
It only took minutes for Gage to bring Tilly to another release before finding his own and coming deep inside her. Falling into her, holding his weight on an arm, their breathing steadied.
Gage slipped out of Tilly and fell to the side of her. Throwing his arm over his eyes, he muttered, “Fuck.”
Tilly lay beside Gage, sated, but still, she wanted more. She never knew it could be like that. Her body still hummed, there was a pleasurable ache between her legs. She could grow addicted to him, but even riding that high, she felt the heavy weight of what they’d done. She reached for him, her arm skating across his abs. He grabbed her hand and laced their fingers. She held on tightly to his, knew he was thinking what she was. Her voice was soft when she whispered, “I don’t regret it.”
The tone in her voice, the words she spoke had Gage swiftly removing his arm from his eyes and lifting up on an elbow. Looking down into her glazed eyes, Gage told her, “Fuck, Till, I don’t either.” He squeezed their connected hands. “I just don’t know how in the fuck I’m gonna be able to leave you.”
She didn’t want to think about that. It had been unbearable before at the hint of what could be between them, but now, going through the motions of her life knowing what they could have together... “I can’t think about that. Not now.” She held his stare. “We’re here now. I’ll take whatever I can get with you.”
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Gage and Tilly were walking down Walnut Street toward the cafe on the corner. Tilly stopped at a window display.
“That’s beautiful,” she uttered, moving in closer to get a look at the hand painted vase. The violet and fuchsia flowers filling most of the handblown glass.
Gage moved toward the window, but halted his steps when he heard called out, “Tillian Forester is that you?”
Tilly froze at first in surprise and then dread. She recognized the voice. How hadn’t she thought about him being here?
Gage rotated quickly to see Kenny Milner moving his way. “Gage Sutherland?” Kenny said, a smile lifting his lips.
“Kenny,” Gage said and put a hand out. “Good to see you.”
