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By the time morning comes, she'll belong to me, body and soul.
Chapter Five
Trinity
"You're mine, baby girl," Sage growls, a promise in his eyes that reflects in his gravelly voice. One big hand goes to the back of my head, his fingers plunging into my hair to tilt my head back. He wraps the other around my hip, moving me until I'm exactly where he wants me.
His mouth lands on mine a second later, his kiss hard and hungry.
I try to wrap my arms around his neck, but he pins my hands to the bed over my head. My stomach clenches as desire rushes through me in a flood. God, he's so damn confident and sexy. So sure of himself and what he's doing. I feel like I'm fumbling in the dark, stumbling through this. But somehow, he makes me feel sexy anyway, makes me feel like I'm perfectly safe here with him.
"Christ, sweet girl," he growls, kissing down my throat. His beard abrades my sensitive skin. "Knowing you want me to be your first makes me feel like a god."
With his body over mine, I think maybe heisa god.
His lips settle between my breasts, directly over my heart. He rests there for a minute, almost as if he's feeling the way my heart races for him. And then he turns his head slightly, pulling my nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth. He sucks hard.
A bolt of pleasure has my back bowing off the bed. I cry out his name, stunned at how incredible it feels. I never imagined that could feel so good or that I'd like it so much, but it does, and I do. I don't just feel it in my chest, but deep in my belly and clit, almost as if they're connected.
"I love the way you cry my name when I do that," he groans, releasing my nipple before claiming the other one. He bites down, dragging it through his teeth. The sharp sting blasts through me, making my stomach clench.
"Please, please," I sob, not quite sure what I'm begging for. More? Less? I ache everywhere. Every move he makes somehow makes it better and worse at the same time.
He kisses his way down my body, dragging my swimsuit down as he goes. I always thought I'd be nervous or feel shy the first time I was naked in front of a man. Even though I've been half naked in front of them for years, I thought being completely bare would make me nervous. But I'm not. It's different in a good way.
His sharp intake of breath lets me know he loves my body. So does the way he curses beneath his breath. His tongue dips into my belly button before sliding down my lower stomach. He places sweet kisses against my lower belly. It goes concave beneath his tongue, reacting to his touch just like the rest of me.
I'm on fire with need. There's so much of it I think I might explode apart.
"So sweet," he says. His hands go to my waist, his eyes meeting mine as he tugs my suit down over my hips. I lift my bottom, allowing him to tug the suit down to my thighs. His gaze settles on my center, his pupils flaring. "I bet you taste even better here. Like peaches and sticky sweet cream."
I startle when he buries his face in my center, inhaling deeply. His tongue peeks out a moment later, tasting me. I cry out, jerking beneath him. I want to spread my legs wider so he can do it again, but I'm trapped beneath him.
"Goddamn." He presses his lips to my mound, groaning. "I want to live between your legs, baby girl."
"Sage," I whisper, grasping onto the comforter like that's going to keep me from exploding into tiny pieces.
"I'm going to make you come on my tongue." He pulls back far enough to meet my gaze. His green eyes are dark, his expression ravenous. He tugs my suit down a little bit further, leaving it tangled around my thighs. I'm completely at his mercy, unable to move my legs more than a few inches. That probably shouldn't turn me on, but it sends desire ratcheting up until I feel like I might burst into flames if I don't get relief soon.
I whimper, wordlessly begging him to ease the burn.
"Don't be afraid," he murmurs, running a soothing hand down my thigh. Powerful emotion flares to life in his eyes, painting his handsome face with stark sincerity. "I won't hurt you, Trinity."
"I'm not afraid," I whisper back. Never once have I felt anything but desire for this man. People say he's an asshole, but they're wrong about him. He's blunt and honest, demanding. But there isn't a mean bone in his body. "I like it."
"Yeah?"
I nod my head, unable and unwilling to lie to him. "I like the way you feel on top of me," I say, holding his gaze. "I like knowing that you're in control." Every day of my life, it's up to me to make the hard decisions. Running a business is exhausting. There is so much responsibility settled squarely on my shoulders. Not today. For the first time in a long time, I get to just…be. "You make me feel so damn good, Sage. I love it."
A rumbling growl vibrates in his chest. His expression turns feral. He dips his head to place a soft kiss on my sex. And then he turns wicked. He spears his tongue through my folds, striking against my clit like a snake.
Intense pleasure shoots through me. A keening cry falls from my lips.
The sound he makes then is unholy hellfire. It's a warning and a promise all tangled up together. He shoves his hands beneath my bottom, lifting me toward his mouth. His tongue dances through my folds as if he's done this to me a thousand times before and knows exactly where I'm most sensitive. He hits every spot on the way to my clit.
I'm so wet it should probably be embarrassing, but it isn't. All I feel is bliss racing through my veins in powerful waves. They leave me stunned and gasping beneath him. I want to ask him if it's always like this, always this intense, but I can't form the words. They're stuck on my tongue, jumbled up in a thick ball. The only thing that emerges from between my lips is a stuttered sob.
"I wanted to take my time with you, but you taste so fucking good," he mumbles, releasing my hips to tear my suit the rest of the way down my legs. As soon as it's gone, he shoulders his way between my legs, forcing them wide to fit his big body between them. "I need more."
