Hunger tore through him, making his blood boil and his head go foggy. All higher thought processes stopped and the only thing in his mind was take, take, take.
Her mouth was like wine-drenched velvet, impossibly soft, impossibly intoxicating. He backed her up against the narrow kitchen counter and boosted her hips onto it. Lifting his head, he stared down into her glassy eyes as he stripped her shirt away. Under it, she was naked, the small, plump curves of her breasts topped with berry-pink nipples. Dipping his head, he took one in his mouth and she arched against him with a soft little growl. Her hands dipped into his hair and Sage felt a tiny little pain as her nails bit into his skin.
She wasn’t wearing her gloves…the odd thought flickered through his head as he moved to her other breast, teasing that nipple with soft biting kisses. “Damn it, you taste better than I thought you would,” he muttered hoarsely as he straightened.
She blinked, staring at him with unfocused eyes. One hand cupped the back of his neck and Sage gave into that gentle urging, lowering his mouth to hers and pushing his tongue inside. By feel, he found the button of her jeans and opened it, urging her hips forward and off the counter with the other hand. Once she was standing, he lowered the zipper and started to slide the heavy denim down her slender legs.
As he bared the soft mound of her sex, he sank to his knees. Lowering his head, he pressed a kiss just above the neatly trimmed thatch of hair. “Sweet heaven, you smell delicious,” he murmured.
Hunger tore at him and he quickly stripped her jeans away. Sliding a look up, he whispered, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
He pressed the flat of his hands against her thighs, smoothing them down and then up, cupping her hips and gently taking her to the ground. Her dark gray eyes were fogged, staring at him blindly.
“Sage…”
He covered her body with his, groaning at the feel of her underneath him. Finally… Slanting his mouth across hers, he pushed his tongue inside, devouring her greedily.
She arched, pressing her sex against him and Sage’s nerve endings exploded. He could feel her wet heat through his jeans. Shoving up onto his knees, he tore them open. His freed cock was so damn hard, he hurt. Even the soft, cool kiss of air on his aching flesh was pure torture. Sucking air desperately into his lungs, he tore his shirt away and then sprawled between her thighs, pushing them wide.
Staring down at the mound of her sex, he slid one finger down her folds, opening her. Over the length of her body, Sage met her eyes and held her gaze as he lowered his mouth to her pussy.
As he touched his tongue to her flesh, she cried out. He used his fingers to spread her open and then he began to stab at the dew-slicked folds with his tongue.
Her hands fisted in his hair and she began to rock her hips up against his mouth. Soft, pleading little moans fell from her lips and Sage took his cue from those, settling on a fast-driving rhythm that had her shuddering under him.
“Damn it, you’re sweet. I could eat you for hours,” he muttered hoarsely against her flesh. He pushed his fingers inside her sheath and when she clenched around him with a cry, he changed his mind. “Maybe not. Least not yet.”
With his tongue on her clit and his fingers pumping in and out of her sex, he pushed her into orgasm. As soon as she erupted under him, he shoved up onto his hands and knees, crawling up the length of her body.
He mounted her, wedging his hips between her thighs. All the while, he stared into her dark gray eyes, watching as they slowly cleared. Her lashes started to drift down and her breathing leveled out.
“Look at me,” he ordered gruffly as he smoothed one palm up the silky length of her leg and bringing it high over his hip, opened her completely.
Her lashes lifted slowly—her gaze was wide, eyes dazed. Squeezing the taut flesh of her ass in his hand, he stared into her eyes as he pushed against her. Anni keened low in her throat. She was wet, but so damned tight, resisting his entry. It was like fucking his way into a silk-swathed vise. Even as he forged his way inside, she started convulsing around him, soft desperate little cries falling from her lips.
Sage shifted back and up, bracing his weight on his free hand as he used his other to stroke a path around her hip, across the flat plane of her belly. Lightly, he touched the hard, swollen bud of her clit, stroking it as he began to pump inside her.
Her hands clutched at him and he felt a sharp little pain as her claws slid out, drawing blood. The pain only added to the fever in his head and he growled, hunkering low over her body and slamming into her.
She screamed and he covered her mouth with his, swallowing the broken cry. He kissed her roughly, greedily, before pulling away and lowering his mouth to her neck.
He cupped her head in one hand, tangling his fingers in the short choppy strands of her hair and using his hold to arch her head back. Sage raked his teeth along the taut skin of her neck.
She whimpered. That hungry, helpless female sound of need made his blood burn even hotter. Desperate to feel her come around him, he moved higher on her body so that he could stroke against her clit as he fucked her. Then he began to shaft her with short, deep digs that had her pussy tightening around him.
He pressed his lips to her ear and muttered, “I want to feel you come around me, Anni.”
And just like that she exploded—arching up, throwing her head back and screaming. She bucked under him, rocking her hips back and forth, her pussy gripping his cock with milking caresses. Sage slammed his other hand down onto the floor and with a roar, he plunged his length completely inside her.
She screamed, a shocked, startled sound. Her hands flew up, gripping his sides. There was a sweet little pain as her nails bit into his skin. He pummeled her, shoving inside her with a damn near brutal intensity. Hunger tore through him like claws.
Lowering his head, he slanted his mouth across hers and feasted on her.
He could feel her heart slamming against his chest, felt the muscles in her belly working as the orgasm held her in its grasp. She relaxed slightly, her hands sliding limply to the floor and Sage lifted his head, staring into dazed eyes. A soft smile lit her face and he shook his head, lowering it to catch her full lower lip between his teeth, biting lightly. “No,” he rasped. “It’s not over. Not that fast.”
Pushing up onto his elbows, he cupped her head in his hands, holding her gaze as he started to ride her with teasing, circular thrusts of his hips. Her breath caught in her throat—a soft moan shimmered out of her as she started to lift her hips to meet him. “That’s it, Anni. Stay with me,” he whispered gruffly.
Sweat-dampened flesh gleamed in the low lights, the sounds of heavy breathing and throaty moans drifted through the air. Linking their hands, he pinned them down on the floor by her head.
Anni moaned his name and Sage felt his heart clench in his chest. Words rushed to his lips and he had to clench his jaw to keep from saying them. In his head, though, he did.
Pressing his brow to hers, he groaned as she climaxed around him again and as he gave himself up to his own orgasm, he whispered to her silently, I love you…
Had that really just happened?
Anni lay pinned under Sage’s heavy weight, trying to breathe. Her heart was pounding so hard, she couldn’t hear anything beyond that rapid rhythm. And she couldn’t think.
Damn it, she couldn’t think.
Maybe it was the lack of oxygen…nope. Seconds later, Sage shoved up to his knees and then to his feet. Air rushed into her starved lungs and she still couldn’t think.
Couldn’t move either, although he stood there, staring down at her with heavy-lidded hazel eyes. He stooped and lifted her. Startled, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he straightened. He turned his head, pressing his lips to her temple, holding her cradled against his chest.
Tears burned her eyes for a second and she lowered her lashes until she knew she could keep them from falling.
By the time she opened her eyes, he was carrying her into her small room
. He lay her down and then curled up behind her, hauling her back against him before flipping the blanket over them. Anni didn’t dare speak.
She had no idea what to say.
Against her rump, she could feel his cock, still a little damp. He pushed against her and his cock cuddled into the curve of her ass and he slid one hand up her torso, cupping her breast in his hand. Anni lay there, frozen, completely surrounded by him.
“Go to sleep,” he muttered.
No way—she wasn’t going to be able to sleep with him pressed against her like…
She sank into sleep like a stone into water, completely and quickly.
Chapter Three
Anni awoke to find herself hovering on the edge of orgasm.
She lay facedown, her legs sprawled wide, a pillow beneath her hips, keeping her ass in the air. The flexinal vibe was buried deep inside her sheath, rotating and vibrating, the small fingerlike extension teasing her clit while the shaft worked its magic inside her.
And Sage—blood rushed to her face as he pressed oil-slick fingers against her ass. She tried to push up onto her elbows, but realized she was tied down. Her arms were spread apart, each one bound at the wrist, strapped to the bed. As were her ankles.
There was just enough give in the restraints to let her shift on the mattress. Turning her head, she saw the remains of what looked like her T-shirt. It had been torn into strips and used as padding for the autocuffs he had used to secure one wrist to the scrolled synthetic iron of the headboard. Turning her head, she saw that one of her scarves had been used on the other. She couldn’t shift around enough to see what restrained her legs.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice breaking. He pushed his fingers into her ass just as she spoke and her question ended with a wail.
“Something I’ve dreamed of for years,” he muttered. He shifted, sliding one hand under her head, cupping her cheek. Sage stared her, his hazel eyes hot and hungry as he murmured, “I’ve had fantasies about fucking this ass, fucking it until you screamed for mercy.” Then he lifted her just slightly and covered her lips with his, shoving his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers.
And lower—she moaned into his mouth as he continued to pump his fingers in and out of her ass, lubricating her with the oil.
And all the while, the flexinal vibe rotated and squirmed inside her sex, teasing her closer and closer to orgasm.
Slowly, he pulled away and Anni stared at him. Their gazes locked as he pushed another finger inside her ass.
Hovering between pleasure and pain, she pressed her hips into the pillow, trying to pull away from his deep, probing strokes.
“Be still,” Sage ordered gruffly. “You’re tighter than a damn fist. If I’m going to push my cock inside here, I need to open you up first.”
His words painted an image that her trembling. She couldn’t decide if she was excited, or terrified. But she didn’t have time to figure it out. Sage adjusted the flexinal vibe and it sped up. At the same time, he changed his own rhythm, going from slow and exploratory to a quick, driving rhythm.
The pain-pleasure didn’t go away—it expanded, exploding through her and turning her brain to mush. She no longer cared if it hurt or not. She needed more.
Anni moaned into the pillow, trying to push her hips back to meet his pumping fingers, but the restraints kept her from moving more than an inch or two.
“You want more?” he asked softly, pushing his fingers a little deeper, a little harder.
“Hell, yes,” she whimpered.
“Good…” he pulled away, his fingers leaving her body with one last, lingering caress.
Feeling bereft, Anni whimpered. He laughed. “I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered as he shoved another pillow under her hips. The restraints on her legs pulled a little as he repositioned her, pushing her legs wider and settling between her thighs.
She heard a soft snick and smelled more of the oil he had been preparing her with. Then he pressed against her, his cock slick from the oil. Her body oil, she realized with a start. “I love the way this stuff smells,” he murmured as he started to rock against her, sliding his cock back and forth between the cheeks of her ass.
He kept teasing her with those slow caresses as he continued to whisper, “I love the way it smells on your body. When you first come out of the shower, it’s stronger. Makes me want to press you against the wall and fuck you silly. And every time I smell this stuff on your skin, I’m going to remember this. Remember how you moaned while you were still sleeping, pushing your ass back against me.”
Anni sank her teeth into her lip as he pushed just a little inside. “I’ll remember that,” he added as she started to gasp for air. One big hand closed over the fleshy mound of her rump, spreading her open as he worked a little more of his cock into her.
He continued to do that, talking softly to her as he worked his cock inside. Anni felt like she was being stroked by a million hands between the velvety whisper of his voice, the thick press of his cock forging inside her ass, and the vibe in her pussy, teasing her mercilessly.
He raked his teeth over her shoulder and murmured, “And I’ll remember what you’re doing now.” That was when Anni realized she was begging him. Blood rushed to her face and she pressed it into the mattress as he teased, “I’ll remember how you begged me to fuck you, please…now…”
Sage shifted, moving up onto his knees, crouching between her spread thighs and staring down at her. The pink flesh of her ass stretched tight around him. He cupped her slim hips in his hands, rolling his hips slowly against her, once, twice. She took it easily, pushing against him desperately, seeking more.
“Please…” he repeated, “…now.” And with that, he slammed into her, the muscles in his hips, back and thighs working as he propelled his length inside her. She screamed, harsh, staccato sounds, clenching around the thick length that impaled her.
He pulled out slowly, watching as his cock left her ass, the ruddied skin gleaming from the oil. Then he pushed back in.
Keeping that same slow, leisurely pace, Sage gripped the cheeks of her butt in his hands and spread her wider. “Just looking at this, watching you take me, is enough to make me want to come.”
Anni cried out, the muscles inside her ass clenching around his cock. His eyes narrowed to slits and his breath left him in a harsh rush. His cock jerked inside her and that had her clenching around him again. His self-restraint went flying out the window and he drove into her—one quick, hard thrust after another.
In seconds, she was screaming under him, climaxing around him. The muscles in her ass clenched so damn tightly, he could had to fight to get back inside her.
Then, with one last, gasping cry, Anni went limp under him, her tense body sagging against the pillow as she moaned.
Sage muttered harshly, “Not done yet.” Once more, Sage slowed his pace, settling back into that slow, lazy rhythm. He lowered his head and raked his teeth across her shoulder, trailed his hand up her side.
He felt it the moment she started to respond. Her body tensed, the tight clasp around his cock convulsed and she moaned, the sound a sexy little purr that drove him nuts.
Her skin was hot and slick, glistening under a light sheen of sweat. Through the thin membrane, he could feel the pulsing rotations of the flexinal vibe. Her spine arched and the restraints rattled as she tugged against them. Resting a hand against the base of her spine, he murmured, “Shhh…slow down.”
Anni panted out angrily, “I can’t—”
Slapping his hand against her ass, he whispered, “Hush.”
She stiffened as he slapped her, her head flying up as she whipped her head around and stared at him over her shoulder. Her eyes were wide, gleaming—indignant. But she heated around him. With a slow smile, Sage held her gaze and spanked her a second time.
“You like that,” he said softly. With a sly grin, he leaned back and freed the restraints around her ankles, guiding her up onto her knees. As her ass lifted, he slapped h
er again, watching as the flesh of her butt bloomed pink. He looked up and watched her face as he spanked her once more. Her pupils flared, her spine arched. “Oh, yeah. You really like that,” he muttered.
Falling into a new rhythm, he began to spank her each time he pulled out. It didn’t seem possible, but she grew even hotter under him. The scent of her hot flesh bloomed through the room, flooding his head. He fucked her harder, groaning harshly as she started to slam back against him, taking the thick length of his cock greedily.
Bracing one hand low on her spine, he held her still as he drove deep. With his other hand, he continued to slap her ass. The color of her flesh darkened from pink to red.
He had to come—the need was like a fist clenched around his balls, painful in its intensity. He pulled out, watching as the thick head of his cock appeared from the snug hole of her anus. Sage held there for one second, and then he slammed back in, seating himself completely inside her.
Underneath him, Anni began to come, screaming her way into climax. She clenched around him like a silky fist. He felt his sac draw tight against him, a hot warning tingle dancing along his skin. She bucked against him once more and that was enough to push him over. His head fell back as he moaned out her name. His cock jerked in her snug anal sheath as he started to come.
He sank down against her, his forehead resting on her back. He stayed like that, resting against her as he waited for his vision to clear. He heard metal rattle and he straightened slowly, his cock sliding from her tight ass with a soft, sucking, wet sound that drove him insane.
He slowly removed the vibe, then stretched up and pressed the pad of his finger to the touchpad on the cuffs. As it recognized his touch, they fell open. He freed the other wrist that had been tied with the scarf.
Then he rolled to his side and pulled her against the curve of his body. “I could hold you for the rest of my life,” he whispered.
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