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Christ, I needed him to stop talking, or I was never going to last.
Digging my fingertips into his shoulders, I started a slow, shaky rhythm, rising and falling, taking him to the root with every plunge. The pressure eased, the discomfort dissipated, and wave after wave of unending pleasure crashed over me. As desire morphed into desperation, I increased my tempo, growling in frustration when the awkward position didn’t allow me the necessary leverage.
Thankfully, Gage seemed to understand without words, because he locked his arms around my torso and rolled me onto the bed. With my ass positioned at the edge of the mattress, he pushed my knees back and slid into me again.
He didn’t waste time with slow, teasing strokes. He thrust hard and fast, setting a brutal pace that pushed me right to the precipice. I screwed my eyes closed and moaned as I scrabbled at the sheets, searching for anything I could use to anchor myself.
“Touch yourself,” Gage growled.
It didn’t even occur to me to disobey. Fisting my bouncing cock, I jerked hard and fast, my rhythm bordering on frantic.
“Fuck, you look so pretty like this.” Falling over me, he captured my panting mouth in a possessive kiss. “You are mine, Nathan. Say it.”
“I’m yours,” I forced out through trembling lips.
They weren’t just placating words, either. I felt them in the depths of my soul. I belonged to him.
That realization pushed me over the edge, and I threw my head back and cried his name as I shattered into a million sparkling pieces. My muscles clenched, my breath caught, and I lost all sense of time and space as hot, pearly seed spilled over my hand and stomach.
I floated in darkness, in a place devoid of stress or worry. Instead of stark coldness, I felt warm, safe, as if nothing in the world could touch me there. Slowly, however, awareness returned, and I forced my eyes open when Gage’s loud groan penetrated the haze that had settled over me.
He was close, and I needed to see him. I wanted to watch him as he broke apart with me.
I wasn’t disappointed.
The mixture of pleasure and pain on his face was exquisite, and I stared in awe as the thick cords in his neck bulged and strained. Even with the latex barrier between us, I felt the flood of heat from his release, and I moaned again as aftershocks wracked my body.
Sated, he slumped over me, his sweat-slicked brow pressed against the side of my neck. We stayed that way for a long time, holding each other as we both struggled to catch our breath.
Eventually, he sat up, carefully holding the base of the condom as he pulled free from my clenching channel. Disappearing into the bathroom, he returned a moment later, sans condom, but with a warm, wet cloth in his hand.
“How do you feel?” he asked as he used it to clean away the drying cum on my stomach. “Sore?”
“A little,” I answered truthfully. “I like it, though.” I would probably be feeling him for a couple of days, and I couldn’t think of a better reminder of what we had shared. “I feel good.”
“Are you hungry? Or do you want to go back to sleep for a bit?”
God, he was so attentive, and I couldn’t help soaking it up like a sponge. “Definitely hungry.” As if to offer proof, my stomach chose that moment to growl. “See?”
Chuckling, he tossed the washcloth toward the open bathroom door. “I’ll order food, but first, let’s find you some clothes to wear.”
“Is there something wrong with me being naked?” I teased.
“No, but unless you cover up, I’m not letting you leave this bed.”
I failed to see the problem. “We could always eat later.”
“Nathan.”
That commanding tone shouldn’t have been as sexy as it was, but fuck, I loved it. I loved the way he took care of me. The way he listened. How accepting he was. His strength and his kindness. His rippling muscles and his big heart.
“I love you,” I blurted. Then I bit my lip and blushed because I couldn’t have picked a worse time to say it.
Gage just smiled and bent over me to brush our lips together in a soft, tender kiss. “I love you, too, baby. I meant what I said. You are mine. Only mine.”
“Yours,” I whispered back.
In that moment, two things were abundantly clear to me. One, Gage owned me—heart, body, and soul—and two, I was completely okay with that.
