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Tilly fisted Gage’s hair, her tongue warring with his, yanking from his mouth to moan, “I missed you.” Before her mouth was on his again.
His hands gripped her ass, pulling her flush to him, grinding his growing cock on her. His mouth moved from hers, kissing her neck, as he whispered in a rasp, “Fuck, I need you.”
Her hand moved down his body, under his waistband, gripping the base of his cock before she slid her hand up. “I need you, too.” She moaned.
He followed her moves, his hand sliding the material of her cover-up up as he snaked it around to the front. In seconds, his hand was down her bikini bottoms and his fingers driving deep inside her wet pussy.
“Oh God,” she moaned, her hips shifting into his touch. It had been too long, already her body was building to her release, the tingles shooting down her arms and legs.
She fisted his cock harder, causing him to growl. “Fuck.” His mouth moved from her neck; quickly eyeing the room, Gage moved his leg out, hooked his foot on a bin and dragged it closer to them. Tilly didn’t need to be told when she lifted her leg and rested her foot on the bin, giving Gage better access. Hooking his fingers, his thumb moved to her clit, where he pressed and began to swirl the sensitive area.
Tilly gripped Gage’s arm, her fingers digging into his flesh, as her hips moved with his rhythm. Her other hand picked up the stroking on his cock, her attention faltering the closer her body got to her release.
Gage started to thrust his hips, moving in tandem with Tilly’s motion. His mouth took hers as he felt the first signs of her orgasm edging. When her body began to sway, her hand squeezed his arm for support, right before she came, Gage swallowing her moans when she did. In seconds, he followed with a groan sliding down Tilly’s throat.
Gage ended their kiss with a light brush of his lips on Tilly’s. Both finding their senses as they came down from the high. A high only they could provide each other. When Tilly was steady on her feet, Gage stepped back, looking at the evidence on the floor of their insatiable need for each other.
“Guess we need to clean that up.” He chuckled.
Tilly followed his stare. A little voice screamed in her head. What the hell were they doing? Their kids were right down the hall, but then her gaze lifted, her eyes soaking up the sight of him until she reached those brown eyes that she saw whenever she closed her own. It was more than lust that rushed through her veins. She reached out, ran her hand down his chest and over his abs. Her voice whisper soft when she said, “I really have missed you.”
Gage’s hand came up, palming Tilly’s cheek, he gazed deeply into her sated hazel eyes and whispered, “I’ve really fucking missed you.” Before their kids came looking for them, Gage broke the profound connection they both found themselves in, letting the world around them fade away. “You go order the pizzas, peppers and onions for me and the girls. I’ll be right behind you after I clean this up.” He laid a firm kiss on her forehead and moved a foot back from her. In that moment, he knew if he didn’t step back, the longer he stood close to her, he wouldn’t have the strength to.
Tilly didn’t respond for a second before she said, “Okay.” She didn’t want to walk away, looking back when she reached the door, to see him watching her, and she almost walked right back to him. She didn’t. Peeking out to make sure the coast was clear, she glanced back and grinned. “The kids wanted chocolate; I’m getting them frozen hot chocolate. You want one?”
His voice was raspy when he replied, “I’ll take anything you wanna give me.” In no way was he talking about the offered confection, but in their lives.
Her grin turned into a smile. “I’ll remember that,” she replied, slipping from the closet.
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“Girls, come on already!” He shouted in the door to their adjoining room. “We’re already running late.” He turned, went to the small desk and grabbed his wallet, shoving it in his back pocket and snatching his cell with his other hand. He thumbed the screen. Tilly still had yet to respond to the text message he’d sent her ten minutes ago, letting her know they were running late due to a flat iron catastrophe. It died. To Scarlett and Rachelle, it was the end of the world. To Gage, it was a fucking hair straightener. But it was his girls, so he went to the gift shop and bought a new one that was marked up the ass.
“Okay,” Scarlett came through the door breathy and added, “Ready.” Rachelle coming up behind her.
He took in their hair styles, tilted his head and asked evenly, “Thought the flat iron was to straighten your hair?”
“Well,” Rachelle drawled, looking to the ground and back at Gage with soft eyes, “We decided to go curly.”
He took a deep breath, grumbled a few words under his breath. The girls were giggling at him when he told them, “Get out that door and you both better run to that elevator.”
They did as told. Gage beating them in the race.
Scarlett leaned her back to the mirrored elevator wall and said, “I know you wanted this to be an us weekend, but it’s fun hanging with the people we met at the pool.”
“Yeah,” Gage swallowed down the guilt and added, “It is.” Then he smiled at his daughter. A smile filled with nothing but lies.
The elevator stopped. The bell rang a second before the doors opened. Gage’s eyes meet Tilly’s over the shoulder of the man she was embracing. His heart plunged to his gut, causing it to twist. Bile rose to the back of his throat. A tightness snaked around his chest, the pressure forcing Gage to breathe deeply out of his nose.
“Dad,” Scarlett called from outside the elevator.
He shook his head, all thoughts flying around in the small space, but the sensations still coursing through his body. He met his daughter’s concerned eyes.
“Sorry,” he said as he stepped into the lobby, while the girls ran to Tilly’s kids.
Tilly’s heart was pounding so hard, she could feel her pulse jumping in her neck. Luke stepped back from the hug, grinning down at her. “Are you surprised?”
Her smile felt brittle, like her face was going to crack. Was she surprised? Fucking understatement. Her voice, a little too bright when she said, “I am.” She couldn’t look past Luke, couldn’t bear to see that look on Gage’s face. She hadn’t even gotten to text him, to warn him what he was walking into.
