“I’m so close, Gage.”
He captures my mouth furiously, biting the skin, then soothing it with his tongue. I open my mouth to catch it, caressing his tongue with my own.
He pulls his fingers from inside me to tap against my clit. Quick, light slaps that have me pulling away with a gasp, shifting my eyes to watch.
“That’s right, baby. Watch as I make this pussy mine.”
He rubs against the hard bud before tapping again, then my breath stops as I watch him sink two fingers back inside.
I throw my head back as Gage pumps his fingers so fast, I almost want to tap out. I’m so turned on, ready to burst, that my throat goes dry as I claw in air. The fingers in Gage’s hair grip the strands, and I move my hand up and down his cock with just as much ferocity.
“Come with me,” he demands.
“Yes!”
I clench my jaw as my whole body tightens in preparation to let go.
“Don’t hold back those screams. Let me hear them.”
I’m almost crying as my jaw drops open and my moans fill the room. Gage’s own cries join moments later as our hands work in tandem over the other. I convulse around Gage’s fingers while my orgasm washes over me. He doesn’t relent, drawing out every ounce of my release.
I feel his legs squirm beneath mine, and then he shouts out as warmth spills over my hand. As we catch our breath, our hands move lazily, not ready for the loss of contact. Not ready to say goodbye to this moment.
I feel Gage’s chest rise, and then he blows out a deep breath, sinking further against the couch and taking me with him. I open my eyes to see the woman who was watching stand, fix her dress, and strut off with a smirk. The two men left behind are cleaning their stomachs and buttoning back up, without any other interaction exchanged.
Gage fixes my underwear back in place, then pulls my dress down. He reaches for the remote on the side table, the window in front of us turning back into a mirror, then wraps both arms around my middle, hugging me to him. I rest my arms over his, snuggling into his embrace.
“How do you feel?” he murmurs.
I smile gently. “Amazing.”
There’s no doubt, Gage is confident in the bedroom. But the softness is unexpected. It feels like mine, which makes my mind go back to the woman from the bar last week. I’m sated enough now to not hide behind the curiosities that have plagued me this week.
“Who was that girl at The Wayside?”
“What girl?”
“She had dark hair. You hugged her, and then you went through the staff doors.”
He squeezes his arms tighter before relaxing back down.
“My best friend’s little sister.”
I look over my shoulder. “Oh?”
“You seem surprised?”
“Well, you just…” I struggle to find the words that eloquently say,You come across as a bit of a loner. “I didn’t think you liked many people outside of your family.”
He chuckles, then kisses my cheek as he lifts me off his lap.
“My circle is small, that’s true. Maybe in part because of the way I lost my best friend.”
I tilt my head, my eyes roaming his face. He looks away, hands on my hips to help me stand, then grabs a cloth from the side table to clean himself with. I don’t move from my spot as I watch him move to a sink in the corner of the room. Gage walks back over to me with a soft smile on his face. He kneels on the floor beside me, then gently pushes my legs open, pulling aside my underwear and cleaning me up. It’s intimate, soft, vulnerable. All the things I never thought I’d get from Gage. He reaches for my hand next, where his cum has spilled over my fingers. I don’t miss the way his nose slightly flares, and his chest inflates as he takes in the sight. The cloth gets launched in the air, landing in a hamper beside the sink, then Gage tugs on my hands, leading me over to a bed against the back wall of the room. He sits down, pulling himself back on the mattress, and settles his head against the pillow before reaching his hands out, inviting me to join him. I nestle into the crook of his arm, staring up at his green eyes, and wait.
Chapter nineteen
Isabelle looks up at me, eyes full of patience and safety. I take a deep breath, reminding myself of all the ways Isabelle has opened up to me over the last few months. I can do this with her. But I also need to do this for myself.
