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“I want you too. So much. God, I want you in me, over me, under me. There’s not a place on my body I don’t want to feel you.” I was tingly everywhere, my blood rushing in my veins, a drumbeat of need between my legs making me feel achy and desperate to be filled.
“Jesus, baby, you’re going to make me explode against the wall in my foyer.”
He’d managed to get his zipper open and now I reached down between us and lifted his heavy cock from the opening in his pants, stroking it as he stumbled backward, hitting a wall and then tilting my head so he could kiss me more deeply. He grunted animalistically as he pumped into my hand. “Need you,” he said and the two stilted words made my entire body flush with heat because smooth-talking Gage Buchanan could barely form syllables and I’d done that to him.
“If you get me to your bed, I’ll put you in my mouth,” I said.
He practically shot off the wall, losing his grip on me temporarily so I slid down his body, but then he caught me, hoisting me up as I laughed and connected back to his mouth.
He wove and dodged and moments later, I let out a shriek that turned into another laugh as we fell back, me landing on top of him on his low bed. I slid down his body, and then removed my shirt and bra before going on my knees on the floor. He’d started to rise to a sitting position, but when I took his erection in my hand, he fell back again, groaning and gripping his hair.
I took a moment to study him, moving my thumb over the bead of precum on his tip. “Jesus, Rory. Killing me,” he moaned.
“Shh,” I said. The last time we’d been together, I hadn’t had much of a view of him and I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity even though I was desperate too. “You’re perfect,” I said right before I leaned up and took him in my mouth, swirling my tongue across his salty slit. And this perfect, he didn’t need to try for.
He just was.
Just him.
He swore again, and the muttered sound of need made my nipples pebble, eager for his touch. I sucked him into my mouth, as I gripped the hard muscles of his legs. So strong, and yet his thighs trembled beneath my palms. God, that was sexy. I leaned up further, controlling him with my mouth as I pressed down with my hands.
“Enough,” he grated, using his hand to pull himself from between my lips with a wet sound before sitting up and flipping me onto my back on the bed. My laughter was smothered by his mouth as he used his tongue to dip and tease. I wrapped my legs around his hips, our cores meeting as we both made sounds of frustration.
Gage pulled himself up, undressing in a flash and then pulling my shorts and underwear off. “This time’s gonna have to be quick,” he said. “We’ll go slower next time.”
“Condom,” I said, glad I was still working with at least a few brain cells. He looked momentarily confused, then slightly panicked, before he rushed from the room, and seconds later returned, holding up a condom. I breathed out a sigh of relief as he stretched it over his impressive erection.
I watched him as he came over me, his body so incredibly drool-worthy I could hardly believe this was real. “Thank God you’re not my brother.”
He laughed. “Not even a distant relative.”
“That’s good too.”
“Yes,” he agreed. “That’s very good. You know what else is good?”
“What?”
“This.” He pressed himself forward, taking his swollen cock in his hand and circling it on my clit.
“Ohhh,” I breathed, tingles tightening my belly. “Please, Gage.”
“Shh,” he said, teasing me the way I’d teased him. I smiled, but my smile turned into a sob of pleasure as his mouth clamped over my nipple and he took in a long suck just as he plunged into my body.
For a breathless moment, he was completely still, our heartbeats thundering together. Then he raised his head and stared into my eyes, his hazy with lust before he started to move. “Canary blue,” he murmured. My eyes drifted shut as I clutched the comforter beneath my palms, shifting my hips so that he could sink in as deep as possible.
“I don’t think I could have lived without experiencing you again,” he said as he plunged in and then pulled out again.
“You might have had to,” I said. “If things had been different. But they’re not.” They’re not.
“You make me want to break all the rules, Rory.” He sped up, sweat glistening on his skin, his back growing slick as I ran my fingernails up and down, delighting in the feel of his sleek muscles working beneath his flesh.
“There are no rules. We’re off the hook,” I said, pleasure spiraling, thoughts clouding. Ninety-nine point nine nine nine percent. What a beautiful number.
“There are. There are rules upon rules. Layers of rules.” The final word gusted out and turned into a groan as his movements grew jerky and inelegant. His mouth returned to mine and we kissed for several more thrusts before I was hurled into the stratosphere, breaking from his mouth and pressing my head back into the pillow as bliss washed over me in waves, my muscles seizing and contracting again and again.
“Oh Rory, oh God,” he groaned as he pressed into me, circling his hips as he panted against my neck.
We breathed together as the stars that had sparkled around me, and through me, faded away, leaving a deep satisfaction that made me feel somehow heavy and lighter than air. I sighed, and Gage turned his head, nuzzling his nose into my neck. “You smell like heaven,” he said. He slipped out of me and rolled away, taking me with him so that we lay facing each other, our faces mere inches away. He kissed me lightly. “You taste like heaven.” He smiled against my lips. “And you feel like heaven.”
