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It’s hard work pretending like you didn’t just have the best orgasm of your life.
I could win an Academy Award right now because every part of me wants to faint. Scream. Cry. Jump. Faint again. Instead, I run my hands up either side of Gage’s strong back. My fingers ripple over the endless muscles and skin.
I’m still working to steel my emotions to be more stoic and calm, but I can’t help but pull him down closer. Flexing my hips up to meet his. The groan he lets out is deep and guttural. It’s not important to me to play it cool in front of him. It’s just that I’ve never felt such a powerless floating sensation before. I don’t know how to process it.
“I was not prepared,” he says between grinding down on me and fisting the hair on the side of my scalp, “for how sweet you taste. I’m not going to be able to go longer than a day without having my mouth on you.”
“A day?” I giggle. Fuckinggiggle.
“Every.” Kiss on my jaw. “Damn.” Kiss on my collarbone. “Day.” Kiss on my shoulder.
More orgasms? More distractions from my mess of a life at the moment? Sign me up.
“So this is officially a thing?” It feels more like a statement than a question as I say it out loud.
He stops his relentless kissing and licking of every inch of my skin and props himself up on his hands, hovering over me. The eye contact is unsettling. There’s so much hidden darkness yet confident desire there.
“You tell me,” he suggests. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
We stare at each other for a good minute. No longer losing our minds in exploring each other’s bodies, but still feeling the hum of our connection where our hips remain pressed together.
We’ve already gone over the rules. He isn’t looking for anything other than physical, and I made it clear that this was just friends with benefits. I wasn’t entirely expecting it to be this good though, for us to be so natural and incredible together. I can already feel myself craving more.
I reach down to hook my thumbs in the waistband of his shorts. When they’re pulled below his ass, he takes over and kicks them the rest of the way off. There’s nothing between us now and I want nothing more than to know what it feels like to have him inside me. I want to see if he can erase every worry from my mind again. And again.
“This is what I want,” I whisper as I take his hard length into my hand and pull it toward my center. The sharp angle to his jaw, delicious muscles, and deep gruff voice wasn’t enough? He had to have a big dick too?God.This man.
He closes his eyes and drops his head to my chest. My nipples harden even more than they already were, feeling his gusts of breath so close. After a few seconds, he lifts his head and his eyes roam over my body. My face. My hair. My lips. They linger a little too long on the lips and I squirm underneath him. Desperate for friction.
He runs his hand over his face and then quickly kisses the left dimple on my cheek. Dangerously close to my mouth.
I almost full-on whine when he bolts off the bed and jogs into his walk-in closet. He might have only been in there for all of ten seconds, but it felt like a lifetime waiting for him to come back to the bed. When he leaps back on the mattress, it bounces me up and down a few times and I laugh at his enthusiasm to get back on top of me. I realize that he left to put a condom on, and my heart starts to thump with anticipation.
Our eyes meet and he hovers over me not saying anything, just studying me. It’s not a nervous pause. It’s a silent last-chance invitation for me to say that this is going too far. I appreciate that he’s giving me an opportunity to say that I’ve changed my mind, but I’ve never felt so sure of anything before in my life.
I almost beg him to fuck me right now or I’ll lose my mind, but my body beats me to it. Instinctively, my hips rise and I reach around both of his hips, pulling him closer to where I need him.
He looks down, lines up, and drives straight into me with one swift thrust. It’s the edge of pain and heaven. I bite down on his shoulder and scream out while he grips my hip bone, pulls out, and buries himself to the hilt once again.
So hard and slow. So deep. I clench with every thrust, memorizing the intensity. Most everyone wants to experience great sex. It’s human nature. I thought I had pretty decent luck in that department until just now. This is entirely different than anything I’ve felt before. It could be the attraction and the chemistry between us. Or maybe he’s just that skilled. Or all of the above. I don’t know exactly. But whatever it is, it’s amazing.
He picks up a punishing pace after he lifts both of my legs to hook above his shoulders. If I thought I couldn’t feel any more full, this new angle proved me wrong.
“Fuuuuck,” I throw my head back and moan.
I didn’t think it was possible for me to feel the edge of another orgasm building in my core so soon, but stars dance in my eyes and my bones start to feel less solid and more like floating ribbons of silk.
“Is this real?” He moans out. I don’t know how he’s managing to even talk right now, because he hasn’t stopped his relentless jolts into me. I rock back into the mattress with every force. Again. And again. Somehow harder and more perfectly placed every single time.
I can’t keep my eyes open any longer, losing myself in the rhythmic madness.
“Feel,” I pant and grab his hand to put it over my frantic heart. It’s so out of control, I can see it beating through my skin. He presses down on my chest and slows for a moment to ground himself in feeling the blood pumping through me at such a rapid pace.
Slowly, his hand slides away from my heart and up to my throat. There’s a possessive gleam in his eye and his teeth grind together as I stare into his eyes while he grips his fingers deeper into my flesh.
I’m practically levitating from the combination of my quick breaths and his hand around my throat, but it’s a delicious sensation.
He leans down closer over me without pulling out. Our individual pulses turn into one and my walls feel so thin, every minuscule movement is magnified. I’m caged in, with no possibility of escape. And no desire to either. It’s an easy thing, giving over control to him. And he’s brilliant when he’s in charge.
