incredibly erotic.
Gage fisted his hands in her hair and began thrusting deeper. “Oh, Hailey, baby,” he
gasped. “That’s so good, baby. Oh, yeah.”
She dragged her nails up and down his inner thighs, then circled his muscular thighs
to grip his ass, pulling him into her as he thrust.
She was so sexy, so hot, and so his. He pumped and began shortening his thrusts, his
ass incredibly taut, his balls impossibly hard.
“Hailey,” he cried, readying to jet.
“I told you I’d win the bet.” She resumed deep-throating him, and her blissful
expression and skilled mouth had him shooting his load like a teenaged boy jacking off
for the first time.
“Hailey,” he groaned and shuddered, still coming. “Baby, I wanted you to wait.”
“I waited long enough. I’ve been wanting to do that to you since I first saw you
waving it around your place.”
He panted and clutched her shoulders, steadying himself. She tucked him neatly back
into his undershorts and jeans and buttoned him up. Staring down into her eyes, he
thought her the most giving, most wonderful woman he’d ever met.
“I love you,” slipped out before he could stop himself, and he wanted to kick his own
ass at the sudden shock and wariness that crept into her gaze.
“Now how about dinner?” he said with a smile, pretending he hadn’t blurted out a
potentially fatal truth.
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Hailey nodded, saying nothing, and moved into the kitchen. Rolling his eyes at his
stupidity and praying he hadn’t ruined a good thing by moving too fast, Gage described
his day, ending with a funny story about Dylan and Derrick fighting.
Before long, he had Hailey laughing as she shoved a plate in front of him. And he
felt so relieved to have things back to normal that he wanted to stand up and shout his
thanks to the heavens. Instead, he gave them to Hailey.
“Oh, baby, you don’t know how nice it is to have a home-cooked meal. I don’t know
