Page 28 of In Too Deep


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“It’s your move, Little Lamb.” I can feel her warm breath dancing over my flesh as she leans closer. Her lips barely touch mine, and fire rips through my body. My cock hardens, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I wait for her to make a move. Then she presses her lips gently against mine. It’s too much, and it’s not enough. I need more. I crave more. But I let her take her time. She slowly kisses me, and I let her.

Her lips move over mine, but I don’t kiss her back. I can’t. If I do, I’ll lose control.

“Kiss me back,” she whispers.

“I don’t think you know what that means, Little Lamb,” I warn her.

“I don’t care what it means. Just kiss me back,” she repeats, her tone a little steadier than it was.

“You’re making a mistake,” I warn.

“Then let me.” She kisses me again, and I lose it. I fucking lose it. I slide my hand around her neck, holding tightly as I kiss her roughly. It isn’t a gentle kiss. This is more, so much more. Our lips collide in a way that will leave bruises. Her taste explodes on my tongue as I devour her mouth with mine. I take from her. I take even if she isn’t willing to give. I bruise her mouth with mine, and our teeth clink together. I squeeze her throat harder as my cock strains in my jeans.

I reach for her hand and pull it to my cock. She wraps her hand around it on her own and slowly strokes it. I pull back long enough to say, “Harder.” Then my mouth is back on hers. She does as she’s told and strokes me harder. I groan and rock against her. She’s making me crazy, and I don’t know how long I can hold back.

Her hand moves faster and faster until I have to break the kiss. I reach down, moving her hand to unzip my jeans and pull my cock free. Then I reach for her hand and put it back where it was. Her hand is so fucking soft as she wraps it around me and tugs at my cock. I watch her hand as she does it. I don’t look at her face; I look at her hand. I want to see what she’s doing to me.

“Watch what you’re doing to me, Sage,” I tell her. She lowers her head and looks down at her hand as she fucks my cock. I groan, and she moves her hand faster.

“You want to make me come, Sage? You want to see what I have for you?” She moans softly but keeps going. She doesn’t answer me, and that pisses me off. “Answer me!” I yell. Her hand stops. I grab it in mine and force her to stroke me. I force her to make me come. We both watch as I fuck her hand harder. Then I fucking come hard.

I blow my load all over the front of the T-shirt I gave her to wear. Cum paints her thighs, and all I can think about is getting between those thighs. I reach down with two fingers and swipe some of the cum and bring it to her mouth. At first, she doesn’t open, but then I cock my head, and her lips slowly part. I thrust both fingers into her mouth, and she surprisingly sucks them clean as I watch her. Then I pull them free.

“You see what you do to me?” I ask her as I look her in the eye.

“Why did you make me do that?”

“Make you? I made you?” I raise an eyebrow.

“I mean … not exactly.”

“You kissed me, Little Lamb.”

“And you liked it.” Now, I smile at her.

“You’re goddamn right, I liked it.”

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Iwalk Sage into the bathroom and unhook the chain from her ankle before starting the shower. She doesn’t try to run, and that makes me wonder why. Or maybe she knows she won’t get far. Either way, she stays in place as the shower warms up.

I reach over my shoulder and pull my shirt off before tossing it to the floor. Her eyes trace over my tattoos, my scars. She doesn’t say anything, and that makes me happy. I don’t want to shoot her down right now, but I will. I finish stripping out of my clothes until I’m completely naked.

“Am I going to be able to get my clothes?” she finally asks.

“You don’t need them.”

“What do you mean?”

“You don’t need clothes here, Sage. That’s what I mean. I want you naked or in my shirt.”

“Your shirt barely fits me,” she tells me.

“It fits you just fine.”

“It’s too small.”

“Exactly how I like it,” I tell her. She looks at me like I’ve grown two heads, but I don’t care. I grab her hand and pull her into the shower with me. The warmth hits my skin, and I sigh, knowing what I have to do today. I’m not fucking happy because I have to leave Sage for a while to handle things.

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