Page 38 of Cake & Consequences


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She laughed against my lips as I followed her down and settled between her thighs.

“Are you sure?” I wanted nothing more than to sink my cock into her wet heat again after a month of limiting ourselves to kisses, but I needed her to say it out loud.

“Yes.” There wasn’t a hint of doubt in her voice or pretty hazel eyes. “This isn't just in the heat of the moment. I want you, Gage.”

I would’ve done just about anything to hear those same words from her every single day for the rest of my life. But if I only got to have her this one more time—which was always a possibility—I’d make the most of it.

Kissing her slowly, I savored the taste of her mouth before I trailed my lips down her jaw and neck. My hands slid under her shirt, tracing her ribs on the way up to cup her breasts. She sighed and arched into my touch.

We kicked off our shoes, and I tugged her shirt over her head, then did the same with my own. The sight of her flushed skin and pebbled nipples pressing against the lacy cups made my cock punch against my zipper. But my reaction wasn’t just physical. I loved Tessa so damn much that seeing her make herself vulnerable to me like this made my heart ache in the best way.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I pressed a kiss in the valley of her breasts. “Thank you for giving me a second chance.”

“Thank you for giving me a reason to.” She cupped my cheek, my beard scraping against her palm. “Just don’t make me regret it.”

“I won’t.” I stared into her eyes so she could see how much I meant that promise. “Never again, baby. You come first. Always.”

After searching my expression and giving a small nod, she lightened the mood again by teasing, “I hope you mean that literally, too.”

“Oh, I absolutely do,” I whispered against her lips before claiming her mouth in a deep kiss.

When she was breathless beneath me, I unhooked her bra and let it fall away. Then I took one of her nipples in my mouth, my tongue flicking over the pebbled peak. She moaned, her fingers digging into my scalp as I switched sides to give her other breast the same attention.

Sliding my hand down her stomach, I undid the button to her jeans and lowered the zipper. She lifted her hips to help me pull them down her legs, taking her panties off too.

I paused to stare at her again, in awe that this amazing woman was letting me have her again. “So perfect.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.” She slid her hands down my chest to tug at the button of my pants. “But I shouldn’t be the only one who’s naked.”

I stood and stripped out of my pants and boxer briefs, my cock already leaking precome. She licked her plush lips and reached out to stroke her fingers down my thick shaft.

“Careful, baby.” My hips shifted forward, pressing my dick against her palm. “You’re gonna make it hard for me to keep that promise about you coming first if you keep touching me. I want you too damn much.”

Her fingers curled around my cock. “Something’s hard all right.”

“Then I’d better make sure you’re wet enough to take me.”

She trembled beneath me as I kissed my way down her body to settle between her thighs, spreading her glistening lips. “Drenched.”

I licked between her pussy lips, savoring the way she gasped when my tongue circled her clit. I teased and sucked, sliding two fingers inside, twisting my wrist so I could reach the spot that drove her wild.

She rocked against my mouth, her breath coming in short pants. “Gage. Oh yes.”

I growled against her damp flesh, flicking my tongue faster until she came with a soft cry. Her back bowed off the couch, and her inner walls pulsed around my fingers.

I kissed my way back up and settled over her, guiding my rock-hard dick to her entrance. Pushing in slowly, I kept my gaze locked on her flushed face. When I was finally balls deep, I rasped, “So tight.”

She wrapped her legs around my waist, and the change of position had her pussy clenching around me.

“Fucking hell, baby.” I swiveled my hips. “Not sure how long I’m gonna last when your pussy is so damn perfect.”

“Then start moving,” she urged, her nails digging into my shoulders. “’Cause it’s not going to take much for me to come again.”

That was all the encouragement I needed. I started to thrust in and out, holding nothing back. She held on tight, her body moving with mine, and she cried out as I rocked faster.

“Come for me, baby,” I growled. “Let me feel your pussy milk my dick.”

She shattered, clenching around me, and that sent me over the edge. I anchored myself deep as my cock twitched with each jet of come I spilled into her tight heat. When it was over, I pressed my face against her chest, balancing myself on the edge of the couch so I didn’t crush her soft body beneath mine.