by Anne Rainey
“It’s beautiful. When did you get it?”
Gage tried to focus on her words, but it wasn’t easy, considering her talented fingers were stroking his skin as if she were a sculptor and he the clay to be molded. “A buddy of mine took me out drinking when I turned twenty-one. I woke with a hangover and the top half of a dragon etched into my skin. Took a few more visits to get the rest of it finished.”
“He’s so powerful and majestic. It looks right on you, Gage.”
He turned around. “I don’t want to talk about my tattoo.”
“Oh?”
He shook his head, then took his dick in a firm fist and pumped, slowly. Summer’s lips parted and her small pink tongue darted out, licking, as if imagining his taste. “You want this, pretty baby?” Summer eagerly nodded for him, pleasing him beyond measure. He moved closer. “Go to your knees and lick me.”
Summer slowly lowered herself to the floor. The submissive position had his cock swelling with need. Leaning in, she licked him from balls to tip. “Fuck, that’s sweet,” Gage gritted out. “So damn sweet.”
As she rubbed her tongue over the sensitive, bulbous head, licking up a drop of precome, her hand cupped his balls, squeezing and kneading. Gage locked his knees in an attempt to keep from falling on his ass. Damn, she made him weak as a friggin’ kitten!
“Suck it, baby.”
She sucked him in, and Gage’s fingers tunneled into the thick mass of her hair. “Harder,” Gage instructed, his voice strained. “Suck it harder for me.”
Summer moaned and took him to the back of her throat, then suckled as if starved for the taste of his cock. She slid her wet mouth up and down his pulsing erection, making love to him with lips and tongue. One more lick and he’d be shooting his load down her throat.
He tugged at her until she released him, her arousal clear in her half-lidded gaze. “I love your mouth, Summer.” He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. The tangy scent of her desire hit his nostrils, and he groaned. “Mmm, I’m hungry for this soft pussy again.”
Placing one knee on the mattress between her thighs, Gage crawled toward her wet, welcoming cunt. He wrapped his arms beneath her thighs and urged her legs wider before pressing his mouth against her clit. He took it between his teeth and sucked greedily. Flicking his tongue over the sensitive bud, he absorbed the sounds of Summer’s hoarse cries and whimpers. She bucked against his face and came in a rush, screaming his name. Gage thought it was the sweetest damn sound in the world.
He kissed her swollen nub and started to lift away. Then, a horrible thought struck. “Shit,” he grumbled, causing Summer to frown. “The condoms are in my room,” he explained.
“That’s okay,” she whispered. “Lie down.”
He smoothed a hand over his head and watched as she scooted over to make room for him. “Uh, okay.”
How had she managed to turn the tables on him? He could’ve sworn he’d been the one in control. As she lay on her side, a tempting smile curving her pretty lips, Gage knew he’d stand on his damn head if she asked.
Summer had tried to avoid falling for Gage, but it seemed to be happening anyway. He was as tender as he was rough. As sensitive to her every need as a man could be. An incredibly generous lover. Knowing he’d be leaving soon, that she was only going to get hurt in the end, should have been incentive enough to kick his sexy butt right out of her bed. She should be trying to protect her heart. Watching the hunger on his face tore down her defenses, left her open and vulnerable. She couldn’t bring herself to care.
Rising over his big, hard body, she pressed her lips to his. Summer sank all her desires and emotions into the kiss. He quickly took over, pulling her in closer and wrapping his arms around her back. His tongue coaxed her open. Gage took the advantage, devouring her by small degrees. Never had a kiss made her feel as if she were being claimed. In some basic, predatory way, that was what Gage was doing. She didn’t know what it meant, and she refused to analyze it to death. All Summer wanted to do was feel. To feel Gage’s perfect body beneath hers, his hard cock between her thighs, pressing and insistent.
Summer broke the kiss and traveled butterfly kisses around his firm jaw, his chin, his throat, then finally to his perfectly chiseled chest. She spent a greedy amount of time licking and caressing his pectorals before drifting down over his abdomen to his jutting erection—where she most wanted to be.
Summer’s gaze clashed with Gage’s when she took his cock in her hand and squeezed. Raw need transformed his features. Gone was the tender lover. The hungry man staring at her now turned her blood to molten lava. His hands moved to her hair. As he grasped handfuls and pushed her toward the purple, swollen head of his cock, Summer smiled. She opened her mouth wide and sucked him deep.
Gage’s hips flexed. “Fuck, baby.”
Taking her time, Summer licked the slit in the tip, tasting a pearl of moisture. Gage groaned as she released his cock and then let her voracious tongue lick his balls.
“Suck on them, Summer.”
Only too happy to obey his rough command, Summer cupped the soft orbs in her hand, opened wide and slipped them between her lips. Gage’s fingers tightened in her hair as she sucked hard, grazing lightly with her teeth. She luxuriated in his masculine flavor.
He cursed and mashed her face against his groin. The untamed reaction had her own desire spiraling out of control. Summer wiggled, and his hold on her gentled. She released them, then brought his cock back to her mouth, playfully licking and suckling. Gage’s entire attitude shifted.
“You’re a tease. Do you want this hot, little mouth fucked?”
Summer let her silence speak for her.
Gage held her head and thrust. She gagged, forcing Gage to withdraw. “Relax, sweetheart. You can take me.” He slid in again, slower this time. When his cock hit the back of her throat, she hollowed her cheeks and flattened her tongue, allowing his engorged cock to slip deeper. He cursed and pulled free of her hungry mouth.
“So Goddamn sweet. You like this, don’t you? Say it,” he demanded. “You like having your mouth fucked?”
“Yes, Gage.”
“Touch your pussy and tell me if you’re wet.”
Summer let the fingers of one hand drift between her thighs. When she encountered the swollen, wet folds of her pussy, she let out a whimper.
“Tell me,” he urged as he slid the head of his cock over her lower lip.
“Yes, I’m wet.”
“Son of a bitch, I want to fuck you.”
“I’m on the Pill.” It was dumb to have sex without a condom. Summer knew that, but she couldn’t seem to remember why. All she wanted was Gage, sinking deep.
Gage’s eyes turned tender as he whispered, “Naughty temptress.” When he pushed his cock between her lips once more, Summer eagerly surrendered.
“Good girl, now play with that lovely cunt for me while I fuck this pretty mouth.”
Swirling her finger around her clit, Summer tried to concentrate on not coming too soon. Gage let his cock travel over her tongue. While her fingers played, Gage’s rhythm increased. He held her head still as he pumped against her face, burying his cock inside her mouth. He smoothed her sweat-soaked hair back and groaned her name, then thrust once more. Summer spiraled out of control as Gage shouted her name. At the same instant, his hot come hit her tongue. She drank his salty fluid, licking him clean, before she slipped two fingers inside her pussy. Summer burst wide open. The unyielding hold his hands had on her head loosened, and she collapsed against him.
Strong hands lifted her until she blanketed his large, powerful body. “Damn, Summer. You’re something, you know that?”
His hoarse voice and stunned expression pleased her.
“You aren’t so bad yourself, Gage.”
He pulled the throw blanket covering the foot of the bed over their heaving bodies before pressing his lips to the top of her head. “Sleep, sweetheart. You’ll need your strength for tomorrow.”
Unable to con
tain the rush of excitement, Summer buried her face against his chest. As Gage flipped off the light, plunging them into darkness, she sighed and let herself enjoy the feel of having a replete Gage Knight beneath her. “I could stay like this forever,” she murmured.
For a long time, Gage didn’t speak, and Summer was terribly afraid she’d ruined the mood. Just when she thought he’d fallen asleep, he said, “Me too, baby. Me too.”
The words were spoken so softly, Summer was sure Gage hadn’t intended for her to hear them. She feigned sleep and tried not to think about how much she would miss him once he was gone. Sleep would be a long time coming.
Chapter Eight
Summer came awake with a bright light in her eyes. Morning. As she squinted and pulled her foggy brain out of her dream world, she realized something wasn’t quite right. A warm, hard body was curved up against her back, one powerful leg nestled between her thighs. The memories of the previous night flooded back.
She tried to wiggle free, but Gage only grumbled and pulled her in tighter. When he pressed his lower half into her, his erection slid along the crease of her ass.
“Don’t move.”
Oh, God, his gravelly voice was such a turn-on. “I’m stiff,” she complained. “I need to get up.”
“Give me a minute and I’ll carry you to the shower.”
She laughed. “I’m not that stiff. I can walk just fine.”
He smoothed his hands down her belly until he cupped her mound. She trembled at the feel of his callused fingers so close to where she needed him. “Gage…” she breathed out.
“Take the day with me,” he said in a coaxing tone. “Let me show you how to play.”
She moaned as his hands continued their journey. He slipped his fingers between her legs and stroked her slit. She whimpered.
“Yeah, okay.”
He chuckled against her hair. She could feel the rumble of it all along her spine. Summer’s heartbeat sped up. She looked at the bedside clock and groaned. “I need to see if Tory’s available to fill in for me first.”
Gage pulled his fingers away from her pussy, which was a damn shame considering she was already wet and ready for him, then reached over and grabbed the phone. “Call her.”
Who was she to argue? Summer dialed Tory’s cell phone. It was early still and she fully expected it to go to voicemail.
“Hello?”
Not voicemail. “Hey, it’s Summer.”
“Let me guess, you want to know if I can fill in for you, right?”
“How’d you know?”
“I thought maybe you’d be, uh, distracted today. I took the initiative and let myself in.”
Gage shifted positions so she was flat on her back, his body pinning hers to the mattress. She nearly lost track of the conversation as he dipped his head and kissed her nipple. “You’re already downstairs?”
“Yep. Now quit jabbering and go have fun with that sexy hunk.”
Damn good idea, Summer thought, ending the call. “Looks like I have the day free,” she explained to Gage as he moved off the bed and pulled her into his arms.
“Good, because I want you again, but I think a shower would do us both some good.” He stopped, then stared at two closed doors. “Which is the bathroom?”
“The one on the left,” she mumbled as she rested her head against his chest and allowed him to carry her off.
The day had progressed from playing together in the shower to watching an old black and white movie. At least they’d tried to watch the movie. Gage kept distracting her with his lips and hands. After he’d sprinted back to his room to retrieve the condoms, they’d made love on the living room carpet. She’d never known a man to be so insatiable, so unrestrained. Summer thought maybe she even had a rug burn on her ass, but she’d loved every second of it and simply couldn’t bring herself to complain about the minor sore.
They’d talked a lot too. Gage shared his life with her. He told her about his job as a private investigator, filling her in on some of his more interesting cases. He’d led such a fascinating life, and she couldn’t help but wonder why he was spending time with a woman who’d never been outside the state of New Jersey.
Gage had asked tons of questions about her parents, her friends, her dreams. Finally the conversation had turned to her marriage. She’d shared some of the grief she’d felt when she’d gotten the call about Seth’s car accident. Gage had listened intently to all of it. The day had slipped by in a whirl of excitement.
Now, as she stood in her bathing suit on her private porch, mere feet from her hot tub, which contained her drop-dead sexy lover, Summer’s temperature spiked.
“Come on, pretty baby, no one can see you. Slip out of that swimsuit and let me see that sweet body.”
Gage sat in the water, his arms spread out over the back of the hot tub, tempting her. He hadn’t even bothered with swim trunks. She couldn’t see below the water’s bubbling surface, but she knew the heavy erection that awaited her. Summer hooked her fingers beneath the straps of her turquoise suit and slid them down her shoulders. As her breasts sprang free, the night air hit her nipples. They hardened to painful peaks. She groaned and covered her face with her hands. “I cannot believe I’m doing this.”
“It’s just me,” Gage whispered, the deep baritone an invitation no woman could resist. “No one can see you.”
She removed her hands and looked around. The only light came from the many candles they’d placed around the patio and the full moon that lit up the sky. “I’m really glad I had the privacy fence built.”
Water splashed around as Gage slowly stood and came toward her. “Me too. So, what’s the problem?”
“I’ve never done anything like this. It feels so…wicked.”
The caress of his nearly black gaze had her buzzing with anticipation. “I like you a bit wicked, sweetheart.”
Summer took a deep breath before shimmying out of the suit entirely. The breeze coming off the ocean raised goose bumps along her arms. Gage held out a hand and helped her into the tub. The warm water chased away the cold and pulled her further into the erotic web Gage so effortlessly weaved around them. She shook a fraction when Gage took her in his arms. “Cold?”
She sank into the warmth and comfort of his embrace. “Not really.”
Gage cupped her chin and forced her to look at him. “Excited?”
She nodded, unable to speak past the lump forming in her throat. He leaned down and teased her with his lips. The kiss was light and quick. Enough to entice, but not enough to satisfy.
“I’m damned excited too. Feel.” He took her hand and drew it under the surface of the water. She cupped his cock in her palm and squeezed. Summer’s pussy throbbed with need.
He removed her hand and chuckled. “Too much of that and this party will be cut short.” He moved to sit on one of the benches, then pulled her down so she straddled him. “Mmm, such a pretty sight,” he said as his gaze zeroed in on her breasts. Her nipples tingled, as if begging for Gage’s attention. With the sole purpose of driving the man crazy, Summer cupped her breasts and started massaging the sensitive orbs. A slow curving of his lips filled Summer with a sense of feminine satisfaction.
“Allow me,” Gage murmured as he removed Summer’s hands and replaced them with his own.
Gage’s eyes took in the bounty before him, from her puffy pink nipples to her nipped-in waist. He wanted to lick her from head to toe. As he drifted his fingers over her nipples, watching them harden and pebble, Gage’s hunger intensified. “The first time I saw you, I wanted to fuck you, Summer.” She licked her lips and flexed her hands against his chest. “I watched you walk,” he admitted. “Your sexy ass beckoned me to squeeze. And these pretty, round tits.” He cupped one and groaned. “God, you have the most magnificent breasts I’ve ever seen. I imagined licking your nipples. My mouth waters for the taste of your sweet flesh, baby.” He shifted slightly and placed his cock between her slick folds, rubbing up and down, creating a firestorm of need.
“Gage, you’re driving me crazy.”
He moved his cock in a rhythm that nearly had him rocketing out of control. “You don’t get to come yet. First, I get to have a taste of these pretty tits.” He pinched her nipple and demanded, “Bring them to my mouth.”
Summer bit her lip and lifted a few inches, then pushed one engorged nipple against his lips. Gage groaned and opened wide, sucking as much of the creamy flesh as he could. Summer cupped the back of his head and mashed her breasts against his face. He flicked his tongue over and around the raspberry tip, then released her. “Such a sweet treat you are.”
He licked and nibbled at her other breast, and Summer’s moans turned to cries of need as he teased her to a fever pitch. Gage cupped both her tits and squeezed them together, licking hungrily at the valley they created. When he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close, Summer’s needy cries fueled his raging libido.
Releasing her flesh with an audible pop, Gage started to move away, but Summer’s fingers stiffened against his smooth scalp, as if loath to let him go. He pulled her off his lap and put her on her feet, enthralled by the rivulets of water traveling down the graceful curve of her belly, rounded hips and to the sweet pussy he so badly ached to lick and fuck.
She was somewhat unsteady at first, but quickly recovered her balance. He turned her around and nudged her to the bench opposite them. “Get on the seat, sweetheart, facing away.”
She didn’t budge. “I want to see you.”
He gripped her hip with one hand, vying for control, and let the fingers of his other hand play over the damp flesh of her ass for a few tantalizing seconds. He slipped his middle finger into the cleft separating the firm globes. “I want this.” He circled her anus for emphasis, and his cock grew another inch in anticipation of being buried inside the tight, little hole. “Will you give it to me, baby?”
“I-I haven’t done that for a very long time.”
His cock jumped for joy at her admission. “Not since Seth?”