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“Yeah.” Her response is quick but questioning. She doesn’t know what I’m asking of her.
“I’m only touching, Angel. No penetration.” I round her tight bud with my thumb. “When you give me your ass, we’ll have talked about it first. Okay? No surprises here.”
The sigh of relief she releases has me massaging my hand up her back as she curls forward, resting her head on her hands. I don’t want to push her further than she can take. I want to work through her discomfort, remind her ass-play can be enjoyable, and just because I want to take her from behind doesn’t mean I want to dominate, control, or hurt her.
In fact, at this point, I’d rather carry her to bed and make love to her face to face. But we’re here. She’s hot and ready.
“Let’s take this off.” I push my t-shirt up her back and off over her head. Now I really wish we were face to face so I could suck her tits as she rides my cock.
Next time.
With me nearly a foot taller than her, taking her standing up has its challenges, but my girl anticipates and rises to her tippy-toes, giving me a better angle, with my spread legs and bent knees.
“Please, Gabriel,” she begs when I run my cock along her folds.
Her neediness is going to end this before I’m ready if I lose my head. “Patience.” I lean over her, flexing my cock over her opening a few times. “So wet, baby.”
“Yes,” she groans as I push in.
I grip her hips to pull her down on me as I thrust into her. Her gasping moans have me ramping up my pace and nearly lifting her off her feet with each forward drive.
“Fuck, Angel.” I about lose my mind when she leans her weight on her arms and hooks her legs around my hips, curling at the knee so her feet are pressed against my ass pulling me to her, like a standing reverse cowgirl. She rides me, pushing down as I push up, our joining on full display as the sound of slapping flesh echoes in the small room.
Without having to worry about her touching the floor, I stand taller, supporting her weight with a hand on her abdomen, and slam into her over and over again. My balls buzz with my impending release each time they make contact with her pussy.
Her head thrown back in complete abandon has me galloping over the edge the second she screams my name and her hot walls contract around me.
“JesusfuckingchristI’mcoming.” I grip her hips as I release into her, so fucking happy to not be wearing a condom. I pump into her until I’m spent, and we’re both folded over the washing machine, panting as we catch our breath.
“Who knew doing laundry could be so fun?” my Angel puffs out between sucking in air.
My laughter takes us to the floor, where I collapse on my back with her lying on top of me. “I don’t think doing laundry with Mable will be as enjoyable as it is with you, Angel.”
She turns, curling into me. “I’m happy to hear that.”
I kiss her head, throw a noodle-arm over her back. “No more doing laundry without me.”
“Deal.”
“Deal.” I bury my nose in her neck. Her scent fills my lungs. And my tin-heart grows a new layer of flesh that vibrates and threatens to beat—only for her.
MY HEART IS HAMMERING AGAINST MYchest. It’s not nerves. It’s excitement. I’m excited to be back at work. And, okay, maybe a little nervous. I step out of my car and stare up at the Black Ops MMA insignia on the front of the old hangar. It doesn’t look like much from out here, but inside is a state-of-the-art training facility. I’d even dare say it’s better than the gym back in Vegas. Everything is new and shiny with all the equipment the guys love, and the office space and rehab space I’ve only dreamt of. But as much as I love the space, it’s the people I’ve missed.
I’ve been hanging out with guys since I was fourteen. Austin rarely went anywhere without me—his choice, not one I pushed on him, but I was happy to oblige. And being the football and wrestling star he was, being surrounded by other guys was status quo. Once he got connected to Captain Jimmy and his MMA gym and his crew, it felt like I found my family. If I’m being honest, Austin wasn’t the only reason I became interested in physical therapy. When the guys got hurt, I wanted to take care of them, and learning about the human body, how it works, and how it heals was an excellent way to do it. Enter Gabriel, stage left, he took Austin under his wing, treated him like a brother and me—well, you know how that went.
“You ready?” Gabriel slides his hand along mine, linking our fingers. He follows my gaze to the building and back to me, frowning. “He’s not in there.”
“What? No—”
“He’s in rehab. Court-ordered. He can’t hurt you.”
I tug on his arm when he starts to move forward, dragging me with him. “Gabriel.” I wait until he steps back to me, his hand resting on my hip and his eyes on mine. “I wasn’t hesitating out of fear.”
“No?” He cups my cheek, resting his forehead against mine.
When I place my hands on his chest, his racing heart lets me know he’s a little anxious too. “No. I was reminiscing in my head about the guys and how Austin and I became a part of Cap’s family. I’m happy to be back. I’ve missed them.”
“Them? Not Austin?”
