I stepped into Gage’s arms and kissed him. I let the mantle of my past slide off my shoulders as I focused on the here and now.Gage kissed me back. There was no rush in how he consumed my mouth and that helped me relax. After a few minutes, my body’s need began to kick in and I tugged at Gage’s shirt. I was going to end up with his dick in my ass, but that sure as shit didn’t mean I needed to be a passive participant.
“Off, now,” I demanded.
A smiled drifted across Gage’s features and I knew why it was there. To say I had a tendency to be aggressive in bed was an understatement and he and I knew it. That smile was about welcoming the real me back.
Gage reached behind his shoulders to tug his shirt off. The man was so flawlessly built, he might as well have been carved from goddamn marble. I let my hands slide over the miles and miles of hot skin. If someone had asked me what my most favorite part of Gage’s body was, I’d have been obligated to tell the sappy truth and admit it was his eyes. But by far, my second favorite part was most definitely his ass. And not because I’d gotten to feel the tightness of it around my dick more than once already.
Okay, well, notonlyfor that reason.
I let my hand slide down Gage’s back, past the waistband of his jeans to said ass. Gage groaned and then he was kissing me.
Really kissing me.
The deep, raw, dirty kisses that left me stupid.
I managed to kiss him back as I worked his zipper down. It took every ounce of willpower I had to break the kiss and drop to my knees. I fumbled to carefully work his thick dick free of his pants. I’d had the fat cock in my mouth several times already, but I couldn’t help but feel a bit apprehensive about having it stretch my ass. I leaned in to lick up the drop of pre-cum that welled up from the tip, then did it again a second later when more of the clear fluid collected there. I could have lapped at him all day, but my own dick was on an upward trajectory now that my nerves were no longer getting the best of me.
It took several passes over Gage’s cock to finally deep throat him. His response was immediate and very, very satisfactory.
“Nash, fuck,” he growled. His fingers sifted through my hair,then closed over the back of my head. I let him hold me in place while he fucked my mouth, but he never went deeper than I could handle. I was dimly aware of the sound of a zipper, but since it wasn’t mine and Gage’s was already down, I knew whose it was. Just the idea of Everett jerking himself off as he watched us was enough to get all my cylinders firing. I used my hands to pull Gage’s pants down as I continued to suck him. I barely lost my rhythm as I sought out his hole and began rubbing it with the pad of my finger.
“Jesus, fuck!” Gage snarled.
I wanted to laugh at how we’d gone from him calling my name to Jesus’s, but that would have meant giving up the cock that was currently shoved down my throat.
Nope, not happening.
But Gage took the choice away from me when he put his hands beneath my armpits and dragged me to my feet. He sealed his mouth over mine as he began tearing at the buttons of my shirt. I tried to help him, but he knocked my hands away. He let out a curse, then grabbed the material and just ripped. Buttons went flying, but I didn’t care in the least. I’d buy a shirt for every day of the year if it meant having this man want me so much that he couldn’t wait to get me undressed.
“Off,” he practically snarled as he shoved at the offending material. I quickly worked the shirt off my arms as Gage’s hands skated over my chest. His mouth latched onto my collarbone, then blazed a trail up my throat. He alternated between nipping, kissing and sucking as he made his way back to my mouth.
“Mark me, damn it,” I demanded.
Gage knew exactly what I was asking. One of us had accidentally given Everett a hickey one night on his neck that his shirt collar hadn’t covered. Gage had been forced to make an early morning run to the drug store to buy some concealer to cover the damn thing and poor Everett had had to run to the bathroom every couple of hours to check it and reapply. While we’d had a good laugh about it the following night, we’d agreed that we’d have to be more careful going forward.
Gage dropped his mouth back to where my throat met myshoulder and sucked hard. I gasped at the pleasure of it. He did it a few more times, then his mouth was on mine again. When he reached for my pants, I knocked his hands away.
“These cost me a fortune,” I growled.
Gage laughed against my mouth, then held my face as he kissed me more gently. “You’ve got ten seconds to get them off or you’re going to have to live with me buying you a new pair… and you really don’t want to know where I bought the one suit I own from.”
I stifled a laugh and shucked the pants in about eight seconds. The second they were gone, Gage’s hand curled around my cock and he began stroking me. As frantic as our moves had been up to that point, I wasn’t prepared for him to slow it down so dramatically. But I knew the reason for it when he whispered in my ear, “Look at our man, Nash.”
I turned my head and saw that Everett’s shirt was gone and his pants were open. He had his dick in his hand and was frantically stroking himself, but when his eyes met Gage’s, he slowed his hand.
“That’s good, baby,” Gage purred. “Stay with us, okay?”
Everett’s skin was flushed and he was sweating. I could tell he was about to blow. I was proven right when he removed his hand from his dick entirely and grabbed onto the chair’s armrests.
Gage pumped my dick a bit faster and harder, but not enough to get me to where Everett was. He kissed me over and over, then slowly worked me backward until my legs hit the bed behind me. He urged me down, then dropped to his knees on the floor. I was expecting him to go for my dick, but I knew that wasn’t his objective as soon as he put my feet up on the bed, then pulled my ass toward him so it was practically falling off the bed. He pushed my legs back in on themselves enough to lift my ass higher in the air, then he went in for the kill.
I practically bowed off the bed at the sensation his tongue licking over my hole caused. I knew from where he’d positioned me on the bed that Everett would be able to see most, if not all, of what Gage was doing to me. But in truth, I couldn’t even care in that moment. It was like my every thought was centered on my needy hole and Gage’s hungry tongue.
“God, fuck, Gage,” I said in disbelief as he continued to lick me. I was certain it couldn’t get any better, but having never been rimmed before, I turned out to be very, very wrong.
Happily so.
I didn’t even recognize my own voice when Gage closed his mouth over my entrance and sucked gently. I let off a stream of curses as he did it again. I fisted my hands in the sheets as my orgasm threatened the edge of my vision.
