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I can’t stop myself from claiming her mouth again in a harsh kiss. The burning I’ve felt for this woman since she walked into my house feels like an unstoppable inferno as Sage doesn’t hesitate to return my kiss with equal heat.

“Let me take you back to bed. Not to sleep.” I need her to know we are on the same page, now that I’ve gotten my hands on her, there is no way she’s getting away from me that easily.

I move to take her mouth again but Sage stops me with a hand over my mouth. “I need to clean up.” Her eyes dart down to where my still half hard cock is buried in her, I follow her gaze and my stomach clenches at the sight, “And you need to sanitize this counter before we do anything else. I think I’d die if anyone, especially your family, even tried to put a glass of water on any surface we just defiled.”

I narrow my eyes but give a quick nod, unable to speak with her hand covering the lower half of my face. When she starts to lower her hand, I grasp it, holding it close so I can press a soft kiss to her palm before I speak.

“You can go downstairs but you’re not going to clean up. You're going to get rid of this shirt and anything you might have underneath and then you're going to get ready for me. I’ll sanitize the counter but when I get downstairs, you’re gonna sit on my face and I will clean you up. Understand?”

I think I may have broken her.

Her pretty green eyes are wide and blown out, breaths coming out in harsh pants and I just can’t help myself. Letting go of her hand, I take a bite of her puffy bottom lip, pulling on it before giving her another kiss to soothe the sting while I finally pull myself out of her tight pussy, tucking myself back into my pajama bottoms.

That seems to do the trick, Sage is quick to hop off the counter. She runs towards her room and I can’t stop myself from watching the bottom of her cute little ass peaking out of the bottom of her oversized t-shirt.

I’ve never so quickly or so thoroughly cleaned a countertop in my life.

By the time I make it downstairs, I’m fully hard again. My mouth waters at the thought of getting Sage settled on my face, being able to clean her up and bring her another round of pleasure.

Walking into her room and taking in the sight of my Sage makes my steps falter. Sage stands on the side of her bed, naked but covering herself. My beautiful girl, trying her best but she can’t hide from me. My eyes feast on the work of art in front of me.

“Sage.” My word comes out as a growl as I see her shiny thighs. “Are you ready, beautiful?” A tentative nod is her only response but, again, it’s all I need from her.

I step up to my girl, pulling her hands off her body. “Don’t hide from me.” One more taste of her lips before I get myself settled on her bed. My dick is leaking precum with how excited I am to have Sage ride my face.

“Come on baby, it’s time to ride.” I see the spark of fire in her eyes as she crawls over my body, her knees settling on the sides of my head. I can’t stop myself from palming the globes of her ass. I use my grip to pull her down, my mouth wide open to get as much of her as I can. The taste of us mixed together explodes on my tongue, making me groan as I lap greedily at her opening.

I’m in so much trouble. I thought I could push down this attraction, could ignore it and get through this week without giving in to my need to be around her but I was an idiot. I’m already addicted to everything that is Sage Bergen.

“York, I can’t—it’s too good.” Sage’s words come out stuttered and my perfect girl takes over, chasing her pleasure and using me to get her where she needs to be. Fire pools at the base of my spine as I suck Sage’s clit into my mouth.

Liquid pleasure soaks my face and I can’t stop my own orgasm. Hot cum splashes against my stomach. Holy shit. I can’t stop myself from giving Sage’s clit another kiss before rolling to my side and taking her with me.

Her soft body shimmies down until we lay face to face. “I think you ruined me.” Sage’s smile is beautiful and sleepy and I can’t stop myself from pulling her against my body. It’s slightly awkward to maneuver the comforter over us without separating but I can’t seem to let go of Sage.

“Can we clean up before we rest?” Her cute little nose scrunches slightly as she runs her fingers through the mess on my stomach. I’d never admit it but I fear if I let her go, she’ll disappear. But I can admit cuddling would be a lot more enjoyable without the sticky reminder painting my body.

I shuffle out of the bed and make quick work of cleaning myself off. Sage is right where I left her, the top half of her perfect body on display. My body molds to hers as I rejoin her in bed. She surprises me by pressing a soft kiss against my throat.

“Rest now, honey. I’m not done with you yet.”

Truthfully, I don’t think I’ll ever be done with Ms. Sage Bergen.

12

SAGE

THURSDAY

I’ve never come more than once during sex. I’ve also never had sex more than once in a single night, gone on a ride or made someone come from previously mentioned face ride. York is a machine, it feels like every time he sees the broken skin on my nose, he has to feel every other part of me, reassuring himself that I am actually okay.

I’ve been laying against his chest for the last few minutes after waking up, just taking in his face as he gets some much needed rest. He looks so peaceful that I think I could stay in bed with him all morning but my bladder, of course, has other ideas.

I never put anything on after snuggling up with York last night but I try to not make the same mistake multiple times, so I quickly shimmy into my discarded pajamas from last night, quickly doing the maneuver I do anytime I have a shirt but no bra on, tucking a part of my shirt under my boobs to give them the teeniest little bit of a lift.

I do my best to stay quiet as I leave the bedroom and make my way to the bathroom across the basement. I take care of business and debate the merits of talking York into a morning shower when I hear a deep voice calling my name. Unfortunately, it’s not the deep voice I want to hear right now.

Shit.