by Peyton Banks
She suddenly felt as if she was the prey being hunted by the hunter, and Gage Marks definitely had his eye on her.
“Have you worked up an appetite?” she asked, and immediately bit her tongue by the way his eyes darkened. She should have used a better choice of words. She knew that he had planned to take her to dinner, but with that look, she knew that dinner was far from his mind.
“I sure have,” he murmured in her ear, his fingers coming to land at the base of her neck. Her body shivered from the feel of his lips against her ear. She could feel moisture collecting at the apex of her thighs.
He was definitely not talking about food. Her core clenched tight as the images of their bodies writhing on a king size bed came to mind.
“What do you have in mind,” she whispered to him, totally lost in his eyes. Everyone around them disappeared.
“Well, after I provide you with a proper meal, I’m hoping I get to taste what’s between your thighs for dessert,” he whispered.
She gulped, and suddenly grew bold. She didn’t know where this was coming from, but with Gage, she just didn’t have a filter anymore. She could be free to say what she wanted. Why not have fun with it? She was sure once she left the island, she would never see him again.
“Do we really need a meal?” She cocked an eyebrow at him as she waited for his reply.
He smiled and gathered her close, crushing her breasts against his side.
“You’ll need a hefty meal for the night I have planned for us.”
Chapter Four
Gage stepped off the elevator and glanced down the hallway. He had left Marina at her door earlier to allow her to jump in the shower and change. As hard as it was to walk away from her, he had to. He was wound tight around her. Seeing her body in her bikini when they went snorkeling had him wanting to haul her off to some hidden cove and plunge his cock deep within her tight folds.
So he did the gentlemanly thing and escorted her to her room so they could get cleaned up for dinner. He wasn’t lying when he told her that he wanted to taste her. Hell, he wanted to devour her.
Knox had gotten him the information he had requested. Marina had been honest with him, only leaving out that she was the daughter of one Senator Thomas Carter. Gage had contemplated whether or not to continue their day together. He actually had a meeting lined up with the Senator in two weeks to discuss some local government contracts. According to Knox, Marina was an elementary school teacher at a private school, located in a plush suburb of Baltimore.
She’d left her fiancé and boarded a plane to the Bahamas. Her story checked out. Even knowing he was meeting her father in two weeks’ time, it didn’t change anything.
He wanted her.
Vincent Snider was an idiot, and an ass. He was a cocky businessman that had made good on some deals, but his company was quickly falling apart. They didn’t run in the same circles, but Gage had heard of her fiancé, and his reputation far proceeded him. There were countless amounts of women and bad business deals. Gage hadn’t even realized that the businessman was engaged. It was a wonder she hadn’t left him long before now.
Gage chuckled as he arrived at her door. He knocked and waited.
“Come in,” Marina’s muffled voice shouted from the other side of the door.
He released a curse at her carelessness. He turned the knob and found her door to be open. He pushed the door and entered her room.
“It’s me,” he called out as he closed the door behind him.
“I’ll be ready in five minutes!” Just have a seat!”
“You really shouldn’t be so trusting,” he called out again, standing near the door with his hands on his hips. She was too trusting for a woman traveling alone.
“But you said you would be here at seven thirty. And, like I knew you would be, you’re on time,” she announced, coming out of the bathroom.
His argument was quickly forgotten as she walked toward him. She was dressed in a white dress that wrapped around her body and tied at her waist. It was low cut in the front, putting her plump mounds on display. It flowed around, just above her knees. His eyes traveled down to her bright pink fuck me heels, and he instantly felt his cock thicken.
“Am I overdressed?” she asked, concern lining her face as she took him in.
Knowing that he was just taking a few days off, he did not bring any dress clothes. Tonight, it was jeans and a nice button-down shirt, with the sleeves folded at his elbows.
“No. You’re perfect,” he replied.
She ambled over to him, her long hair flowing around her shoulders. Her makeup was light and natural. He loved how she was a woman confident with her natural beauty. He hated when a woman put on so much makeup, he could clearly tell the difference of her skin tone by looking at her neck.
“Well, you look nice yourself.” Her soft voice broke through his thoughts. He glanced down, not realizing how close she was to him. He breathed in the faint hint of her perfume, and his plans instantly changed.
He gathered her to him and kissed her. He had been craving a taste of her. She gasped, allowing his tongue to gain entrance into her mouth. His tongue instantly delved in, tasting her.
He released a groan as his hand slid down to cup her ass, bringing her flush against him. His cock strained in his jeans, demanding to be let out. Her smaller hands slid along his chest and traveled up to the nape of his neck.
He broke away from her to trail his tongue and kisses along her jaw and neck, needing to taste every square inch of her.
“I thought we were going to go out for dinner?” She groaned as he nipped the skin at the crook of her neck.
“We can order room service,” he growled. Right now, he needed to be buried inside of her. He reached beneath her dress and found the meat of her ass to be naked.
A thong.
He let loose a growl as he lifted his head. “How do we get you out of this damn thing?”
“Right here.” She stepped back and undid the tie at her waist. She opened the dress, displaying her perfect curves.
He pulled his shirt from his jeans and quickly took it off. He watched her toss her dress on the chair. His eyes narrowed on her body, loving her large mounds, hidden behind her lacy white bra and matching panties. Her tan skin begged for his touch, and his tongue.
Unable to keep his hands off of her, he gathered her up in his arms by scooping her up, and tossed her onto the king size bed.
She barked out a laugh as she pushed her hair from her face.
“My shoes. I need —
“No, leave them,” he growled, standing next to the bed. He placed his wallet on the bedside table after pulling a gold foil packet from it, placing it on the table as well. He shucked off his shoes and jeans. Her legs opened for him as he crawled onto the bed and loomed over her. His cock could feel her heat through his boxer briefs. “Are you sure about this?”
He had to ask. They had only met that afternoon, and he wanted to be absolutely sure she wanted him as much as he wanted her. If she changed her mind, it would nearly kill him, but he would back away.
“Yes. God, yes. I need this. I need you.”
Chapter Five
She would explode if he didn’t take her. Her core ached to feel him stretch and fill her. She undid the front clasp of her bra, revealing her heavy breasts. She had dreamt all day about his lips sucking them, and his cock entering her pussy.
The entire day, she had been in a state of sexual frustration. A growl escaped him as he bent down and took her breast into his mouth. She moaned as his hand held it in place so that he could suck her nipple with his hot mouth. Her hips shifted, pulling him deeper in-between her legs. The feel of his cock there was enough to make her want to do as her friend suggested, to hop right on it.
He took his time tasting both of her breasts. It was her turn to growl as he trailed his tongue down her abdomen. She thrust her hips against him as his large hands reached for her panties.
“Patience, Marina,” he murmured ag
ainst her skin. “There’s no rush, and I want to take my time exploring your little body.”
She lifted up her hips as he slid her panties off. He settled down in-between her legs, leaving his face at eye level with her pussy. She was so glad that she had kept her waxing appointment earlier in the week.
“Beautiful. I wonder if it tastes as good as it smells,” he murmured, nipping her inner thigh. She moaned, her body trembling with anticipation. He soothed the spot with his tongue. He ran his tongue along her thigh before dipping down to her folds. One swipe of his tongue and she almost exploded. She’d never been this high strung and close to orgasm before with one lick.
“Please,” she practically shouted as he teased her. He ran his fingers along her slick folds before slipping them deep into her tight channel. He slowly pumped his finger inside her while he spread her labia apart with his other hand, exposing her sensitive nub.
He sucked her clit into his mouth before massaging it with his tongue. He continued to thrust his finger deep inside her as he focused on her clit. She could feel the moisture coat her thighs as he continued to work her. Her pelvis rocked itself against his face, trying to allow him to have all of her. The faint bristle of his beard against her legs turned her on even more. Just the thought of her juices coating his beard sent a chill down her spine.
He withdrew his finger and used both hands to hold her ass up higher, allowing him to feast on her pussy. He covered her entire opening with his mouth, dipping his tongue deep into her channel. He swirled his tongue around and went back to her tiny sensitive bead of flesh.
“Oh God, I’m almost there,” she moaned, reaching onto his hair to ride his face. Her hips moved on their own accord as she felt an electric current rock her body. She screamed as her orgasm slammed into her. Her back lifted from the bed as the waves of her orgasm washed over her, before flopping back down on the bed.
Her breaths came fast. She couldn’t even remember the last time she had such an intense orgasm. She would have sworn he had sent her to the stars.
She could feel Gage kneel on the bed and loom over her. She peeled her eyes open and took one look at him. She knew this was only the beginning. Her core clenched at the sight of her release on his beard. He leaned down and covered her mouth with his, the tangy taste of her release on his lips. The kiss was deep and thorough. The hairs on his face tickled her chin and she smiled, knowing that this would be one trip she would never forget.
“Are you okay?” he chuckled as he pulled back. Unable to answer, she nodded her head. She watched him reach toward the nightstand. She could feel the bed shift and the sound of foil ripping filled the air. “Turn over.”
She expelled what energy she had left and followed his command, rolling over onto her stomach. His hand gripped her waist, presenting her ass to him. She felt the blunt head of his cock at her pussy’s entrance, and her breath caught in her throat as he introduced inch by inch his thick cock. She groaned as he finally settled fully inside of her.
Gage Marks was a blessed man, and stretched her to capacity. She groaned, loving the feeling of the fullness.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned.
“Fuck, your huge,” she responded. She gasped as he pulled back and thrust deep again, all joking put aside. “You’re so deep,” she moaned, rocking her hips in rhythm with him.
“Are you thinking about him?” Gage groaned from behind her, his thrusts coming hard and fast.
“Who?” she gasped. The only thing filling her mind right now was him. No one else.
“That’s what I want to hear.” He pounded his hard cock into her as she pushed up on her knees, allowing her to be able to meet him thrust for thrust. “Touch yourself.”
She didn’t hesitate in following his commands. She slid her hand down between her legs to her hidden nub. She could feel the pressure building up and knew that she was close again. Never had she ever climaxed back to back before, but she guessed there was always a first time for everything.
She brushed her forefinger against her clit, instantly moaning from the sensation of her finger and Gage’s cock hitting her womb at the perfect angle. She began to pick up speed as her body began to tremble.
“Again. I’m almost there again,” she gasped, applying pressure to her clit.
“Fuck. I knew this pussy would be good,” he growled behind her. He wove his fingers through her hair and gripped her tight, holding her in place as he plundered her pussy. “Come now, Marina. Now.”
A deep moan was ripped from her body as her second orgasm took hold of her. Her pussy walls gripped his cock tight as he roared his release. A feral growl came from Gage as he thrust hard. Her hands gave way and she crashed onto the bed, landing on her stomach, leaving her ass in the air. Gage thrust one last time before he withdrew, and fell on the bed alongside her.
She was unable to open her eyes this time. All of her energy was drained, thanks to Gage Marks. Her body relaxed, and she fell into a blissful sleep.
Chapter Six
The faint sound of a phone ringing caused Gage to open his eyes. He glanced over at Marina and found her still tucked into his side. He wasn’t sure what time it was, but he knew that they’d had one hell of a night. He didn’t know what the future held for either of them, but he did know one thing—she would remember this night. He took it as his own personal mission to make her climax as many times as she could, and the last count was five, about an hour ago.
“Hey,” he murmured, nudging her. He felt horrible waking her, but it was her cell phone ringing. Someone back home was trying to reach her.
“Hmm…” she mumbled against his chest. He reached over and grabbed her phone from the nightstand.
“Favorite bitch is calling you,” he chuckled, glancing at the screen.
Her eyes flew open as she snatched the phone from his hand.
“Hello?” she greeted them. She blew her hair out of her face, trying to move the unruly strands. “Hey, I just woke up.”
He watched as she sat up more in the bed and readjusted herself, taking the sheet with her to keep her covered. For a brief moment, he thought of tugging the sheet down to expose her breasts. It was a travesty to keep them covered. They had easily become his favorite part of her. Memories of the way she gasped when he sucked her breasts deep into his mouth came to mind. He could feel the stirring in his cock and knew he needed to switch his train of thought.
“You need privacy?” he asked softly, trying to keep his voice low. He sat up to leave, but she grabbed his arm and shook her head. She held the phone away from her ear. He could hear the screeching coming from the phone. He released a chuckle, assuming it was a close friend. He laid back against the pillows and threw his arm across his face. He knew that their time was winding down.
He was no stranger to one night stands, but there was something about her that caused him to want more. He wanted to explore this thing between them.
“Well, I took your advice,” she admitted shyly to her friend. His interest peaked, but he remained still, not wanting to appear as if he was paying attention. “He’s got a beard.”
He waited for her to continue, curious as to what she thought of him. He thought it odd that she would lead the conversation with the hair on his face. Once leaving the Army, he swore he wouldn’t ever shave his face again, hating the extra routine. He’d gotten so used to his beard and its maintenance, that he could never go back to a bare face.
Real men grew beards, he thought with a laugh. He sat up from the bed and looked for the hotel phone. He would order them breakfast since they missed dinner last night. Marina’s quick intake of breath caused him to glance over at her. Her eyes were locked on his ass. He threw her wink when her eyes came up to his. He strolled over to the other side of the room where the desk was. Finding the menu, he browsed through it.
“What?” she snapped. The tone in her voice had him turning. Something was wrong. He could see the apprehension on her face as she listened to what the person on th
e other side of the phone said. “What do you mean he’s on his way here? Who told him where I was?”
Gage turned around and walked back to the bed. He didn’t like the sound of this. Who the hell was on their way here? This time, he didn’t hide the fact he was listening to her side of the conversation.
“Claire, don’t worry. I’ll be fine. I’ll check out early and see if I can get a flight out of here sooner than planned. I don’t ever want to see him again. It’s over. He knows that.”
Fuck. Her ex-fiancé.
He calmly waited for her to get off the phone. She finally said her goodbyes and disconnected the call.
“I’m sorry. This wasn’t how I imagined our morning,” she admitted, placing her phone back on the nightstand.
“Problems?” he asked, needing to know what was really said on the telephone.
“No, no problem, but asshat, my ex, has apparently taken it upon himself to fly here. I don’t even know how he knows where the hell I am. I didn’t tell anyone but Claire.”
“You sure your friend Claire can be trusted?”
“Oh, yeah. Claire wouldn’t give away trade secrets if someone tortured her.” She sighed as she got up from the bed. She pulled the sheet, trying to keep herself from exposing her nakedness. He thought her attempt at modesty was cute, if not laughable. “So, I’m not good at this. Can I be honest? I’ve never had a one night stand before—”
“Stop.” He reached out and tugged her to him. He tipped her chin so she could look up at him. It was obvious that she was not a person to sleep around. He didn’t want this to end. Once they got back to the states, he wanted to see her again. No, he needed to see her again. Just thinking of her leaving made his heart stutter. “I want to see you again.”
“Really?” She softened against him, as if relieved. “I’d like that. I thought you’d be gone when I woke up this morning.”