“Fine.” I huff and stick out my tongue. “Feed me.”
Chuckling with a heartwarming smile, he pumps his shaft in long languid pulls, producing a pool of silken pre-come to ooze, he presses his meaty head to my lips, and I lick the slick goodness into my mouth with a soft moan.
“God I love having you touch me.” He groans, and pumps his shaft once more, producing another bead on his head. I lick it and he pulls back, tucking his hard-on back into his pants.
Throwing off the covers, I look down. I completely forgot what I was wearing or how I got here. Last night I fell asleep talking to Gage about our lives, as we rested romantically under the stars. He carried me inside, my arms draped over his shoulders. I remember momentarily waking up but I don’t remember him stripping me nude.
Leaning over the edge of the bed, he helps himself to lady, and swirls his tongue around her, groaning in his throat as he sucks all the pre-come from her with a wicked smile. Igniting my lust filled desires tenfold, and my sac aches, wanting him to bring me to a sensational release.
“All done.” He stands walks over to a dresser in his bedroom and pulls out a deep purple silk nightgown. It’s short, heart neckline with thin spaghetti straps. Something I would never wear because it dips to low in the back and that will show my scars. In his walk-in closet, he retrieves a matching deep purple silk robe, now that I can do. It’s perfect.
“I got these for you.”
“Why? Because you’ve ruined numerous sets of my expensive pajamas and panties? And where are my clothes?”
“You’re not wearing your clothes; this is breakfast in our cabin. Wear the pajamas. And yes, I’m sorry, but taking the time to remove the thin fabric is hardly worth it. It’s more fun ripping it off of you.”
I blush and watch as lady pumps more of her silken juices out. I hate being wet down there every time he’s around. And if he thinks his little our comment is lost on me. It’s not. I can read between his adorable lines.
“Do I get panties?”
“No.”
Now that hardly seems fair.
“No? Why not? What if they see her?” I point. “What if she leaks on the ground?”
He shrugs with a dirty little grin. “Then she does. Tell me when you think she might be and I’ll be sure to clean her up. Wouldn’t want all that deliciousness to go to waste now would we?”
I can’t believe he is actually suggesting what he’s suggesting. I thought I was naughty this morning. He’s really pushing the limits far beyond anything I’ve said or thought. Well maybe…..
“Gage… I can’t.”
He holds up his hand, to stop me from talking. “Every one of them has been informed about her. They don’t give a shit. Roni is the one who informed them, not me.”
“What!” I scream, my body turning on high alert in an instant.
“Calm down. It’s fine. They don’t care.”
“This is not your body Gage, to make that choice. I care. I care who knows.”
“Why? Why does it matter? They won’t treat you any different. I found out last night that the entire lot of them has known for weeks.”
I can’t believe this is happening!!
“What did they say?”
Coming over to the bed, he sits down beside me resting my pajamas in his lap. His hand holds onto mine.
“They don’t mind, Lex. We are all different in our own ways. Did you know Tank swings both ways? He likes dick and pussy. Z has two girlfriends who live with him. Crunch, well let’s just say he’s a freak. I grew up with these men. None of them cares about lady; they care about you. Can’t you see that I would never let anyone around you who would hurt you? I didn’t tell them because it wasn’t my place. And you know Roni would have never outed you if she knew they would be a threat. You know that and I know that.”
He’s right, but I never thought she would tell people without my permission. I also never thought she’d let a man into my life and help him get there. I guess I don’t know her as well as I thought. Just when I think my trust in her is frail enough. She goes and does this too. What was she thinking?
Sliding out of bed, I kiss him on the forehead and dress in my gown and robe, leaving off panties for the first time in years. Nervously walking out of his large bedroom and down the hall, we are greeted by the entire group. Who are scattered around the living room and island. Set on the island is two tall three tier trays filled with dainty petite fours and mouthwatering biscotti. Each person has a tea cup and there’s a vast array of tea bags strewn across the granite top.
Stealing my hand, Gage holds it, escorting me into the kitchen, where everyone has begun to congregate. “Everybody, since we didn’t get a chance to talk last night. I know some of you already know Lex. But she is a part of our family now. I wanted to make her first morning here in the cabin a memorable one. That’s why I have her favorite breakfast laid out for us to enjoy. I had the honor of having Lex’s best friend Roni help me select this especially for her. I hope you like.” He turns to me, looks deep into my eyes, and cups my chin with his free hand. “I love you very much.” He says and kisses my lips ever so gently. My heart flutters in my chest and I swallow hard to keep from bursting into tears of happiness. ‘Thank you.’ I mouth to him. ‘Anything for you.’ He mouths back.
“Welcome to the family.” Tank brashly erupts, breaking my intense connection with Gage. Tank holds up his teacup that looks tiny in his massive hands. Then the entire group salutes alongside him and cheers a ‘here, here’. Then they shoot back their tea, like it’s a shot of liquor.
People start to filter into the kitchen to chat casually with me as I nibble on my breakfast and drink a cup of tea that Gage keeps refilling when it gets low. Gage holds onto my side, keeping me close and loved the entire time, as I become acquainted with his friends. After I’ve met Betty, Z and a man named Linx, my guess he got his nickname because he has orange cat eyes. Roni makes her way into the kitchen and throws her arm over my shoulder. This time Gage kisses my cheek and departs, leaving us to deal on our own. I miss him already.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have medaled in your life. I love you. You’re my best friend. Just tell me what you need me to do to make it right.” Her tone drips with sadness and sincerity.
“It’s okay. I’m angry you did it. But I’m glad too. Gage is amazing and…” I lean in next to her ear. “And I think I might be falling in love with him.” I whisper to her and she grabs my arms and squeals like a girl, which surprises the hell out of me and I laugh, at her excitement.
“I knew it!” She claps.
“I also know you told them all about me.” I reveal with a straight face and she frowns, tossing a stray hair that had fallen into her eyes back into its normal messy position.
“It’s not like that. I didn’t tell them for them. I told them for you. I knew you would feel weird spending time with them, thinking that any time they would find out and treat you differently. Bob’s known for a while and he suggested it. At first, I said no, then after a few weeks, when I knew the Gage relationship was going to pan out, I sat down with them all and told them.”
Grabbing her arm and tugging her into the half bath off the kitchen, I close the door. “And?”
She shrugs, like she doesn’t know what I’m asking her to tell me. “And what? Tank’s words, verbatim were. ‘Fuckin’ Gage gets the hottest girl in town. Fuck me sideways. I thought she was hot before. That God dammed lucky bastard.’” She explains with a manly voice, attempting to sound like Tank, but failing miserably.
I laugh completely filled with happiness. “Keep going…”
“Hummm…” She taps her chin with her finger, obviously thinking. “Z asked if he could see it. Dopey, all he did was smile and lick his lips, don’t know what that means. And to be honest a few asked how you do it. How you were strong enough to survive the life you’ve led. Many of them are in their own way are proud of you. And proud of Gage for sticking by you and fighting to be with you, kn
owing that it’s going to be hard for you to accept people into your life, who actually know about lady. You’re a part of this family.”
“Why didn’t you tell me Bob was in a motorcycle group like this?”
“If I had, what would your reaction have been?”
I scour, I know where she’s going with this. “I worry about you.”
“Yes, and if I told you, you would have been extra worried and calling all the time to check up on me. You had to see this for yourself. It’s not something you just tell someone and expect them to understand.”
I nod, agreeing with her valid point and a knock sounds on the bathroom door.
“My sweetheart is in there and I need to check her.”
“Check me? What is he talking about?” I raise a brow to Roni in question and she shrugs her blue t-shirt clad shoulders and opens the door.
Gage comes straight into the bathroom, leaving the door wide-open, abruptly drops to his knees onto the travertine tiles, tucks his head under my nightgown and I squeal, trying to push him away.
“Gage, what are you doing?!” I yell.
“I needed to check, like I said I would.” I can hear the sharp feral edge of naughtiness saturating his tone. Pushing my hands away, he suckles lady right into his mouth, like the tit of a cow. I gasp as I turn hard, with each long sensual pull of his hot luscious mouth.
“Gage, stop, Roni is standing right here.” I order, mortified, and he doesn’t listen and keeps sucking me harder and harder.
Roni just stands here and smiles indifferently.
“Roni, you can go.” I breathily state, knowing damn well my cheeks are bright red.
Has he lost his mind?
“No.” Gage garbles, my lady in his mouth.
“Roni. Please.” I beg, and she shakes her head.
“If he wants me to stay, Lex. There must be a reason.”
What in the hell is wrong with these people? Gage says jump and they basically ask ‘How high?’
Tank with a pissed off expression, pushes through the doorway, his massive body filling the frame as he assesses the situation. “Fuck you Gage. I was only joking.”
My lady still in his mouth, I bite my lip suppressing a wanton moan and he garbles possessively sucking my head. “This is mine. You’ll do well to understand that.”
“I was just fucking kidding. I didn’t mean you have to prove a point dude. All I said, was I’d love to see how she’d react to me touching her.”
Oh my God! You have got to be kidding me! I close my eyes to wish this embarrassing situation away. Gage continues to work his magical mouth, my hands hold onto his head for support and he dives deeper, lapping my length firmer with his velvet tongue. I loose myself in ecstasy. My toes curling, my eyes rolling back into my head and I ignore the fact that my best friend and his best friend are watching him turn me into sexual putty in his hands.
Gage’s hand reaches up between my legs and touches my pucker. I jerk and my eyes shoot open to see Tank standing there, his dark feral eyes watching his best friend claim what’s his. His gaze appreciatively rakes the length of my covered body and I can see the outline of a huge bulge in his jeans. He’s turned on. Roni, God love her, is impassively staring at the wall. Like she’s been around this a hundred times and she’s bored. Thank heavens for that. This is unbelievably humiliating, but I’m so turned on I couldn’t stop if I tried. I’m so close to coming and a wet finger presses up inside of me, forcing me cry out in pleasure.
“That’s it, Angel. Show stupid-ass Tank that you’re mine. That Gage is your man. The fucker talking about pleasuring my woman and it’s fuckin unacceptable.” He kisses lady once more and pulls his head from under my nightdress, his finger still slowly starting to enter my body. I hiss as he presses in and I grab his shoulders to ease the intense burning from this position.
Staring right at his best friend, Gage growls, dark and so loudly it makes Roni jerk to attention. “This is my fuckin woman, Tank. Don’t you ever talk about touching her again. You see her turned on?”
Dumbstruck and possibly a little scared, Tank pensively nods. “That’s right, it’s because she’s mine you fucker. Not yours to joke about making love to or pleasuring until her toes curl and she calls out your name, instead of mine. The next time you talk like that, I won’t just give you a demonstration on how Lex is mine. I will cut your fucking dick off and feed it to you. You got me? Now both of you, out of my sight, I need to make my woman come, screaming my fucking name.” He ferociously barks and they both dismiss themselves without a peep. Roni shuts the door and Gage looks up at me, dark, possessive, demonic and scary as hell, which turns me on even more. I’m nuts.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” His soft voice is like a sweet caress, causing goose bumps to flood my entire body and I shiver, wantonly biting my lip, my body sizzling with need for only him. “We were out there laughing and chatting and Tank let his mouth get the best of him. Pissed me off big time. Couldn’t help myself. Had to come in here and prove that this is mine.” He presses the tender button inside of me and I curl forward, spreading my legs and digging my nails into his shoulders, my breath heaving rapidly in and out of my lungs.
Gage’s body begins to shake, like a severe tremor is taking hold. “Are you okay?” I ask, terrified.
“Yes, I’m so worked up and angry. I feel like I might explode. I saw red, sweetheart. I saw fuckin’ red.” He clears his throat still shaking. “I’m sorry about the language. I’m not mad at you. I’m wound up. I’ve waited so long to have you and my best friend starts spouting off how hot you are. Which of course you are, we all know that. Then he starts running his mouth about your tits and pleasuring you. I told him to stop but he didn’t fuckin’ listen. Then I sort of lost it. I didn’t mean to put you in the middle. I couldn’t help myself. He has to know that all of you are mine. He can’t touch it. EVER! No one can. I don’t want to scare you or think I’m crazy. I’m not. Truly, I’m not. I just can’t picture my life without you and after having you in my life, I would kill to keep you here. As long as you want to be of course.”
This is probably the sweetest, most romantic, and the most screwed up thing anybody has ever admitted to me.
“I want to be yours.” I mutter.
“Say it again, Angel.” He’s not demanding, he’s tenderly pleading. His hard features melting into masculine, sexually charged softness.
“I want to be yours.”
He growls triumphantly. Removes his finger from inside me and sweeps me up into his arms. Throwing the door open he carries me like a trophy out of the bathroom and straight into his bedroom, where he shuts the door, carefully lays me on the bed and tears off all of his clothes.
“Take off your gown or I will rip it off.”
I giggle. “Isn’t that what you always do?”
Bang, Bang, Bang, a fist hits our bedroom door.
“Gage, we have a problem. I don’t want to bother you, but Tasha called my phone because she couldn’t get a hold of you.”
“Is she on there now?”
“Yes.”
Gage doesn’t even flinch when he opens the door, full naked with a hard-on and Tank hands him his cell.
“What’s up sis?” He answers his back to me giving me a great view of his amazingly sculpted posterior.
“What!” He yells scaring the crap out of me breaking my perverted stare.
“Alright I’m leaving in ten… Yeah, your house, call Lincoln… Yeah I’ll have her talk to him too… No, don’t let him go over there… Love you too.” He hangs up and angrily presses the phone into Tank’s chest.
“We gotta hit it. My ex-wife did something to Emma. Tasha refuses to tell me over the phone. I need to get home. Now!” he frantically orders and Tank leaves without a word. Then Gage looks at me. I’m already out of bed, and searching through his drawers for something to wear.
“Your clothes are hanging in the closet. Either you ride with one of the men and they’ll take you home or you come
straight with me to my sister’s. I don’t have time to take you home myself.” He’s staunch and straightforward. He’s even crazier if he thinks I’m not going with him. I’ll go nuts if I don’t find out firsthand what’s happened.
Ten minutes fly by warp speed, as the group throws their tents together from outside where they slept, and store them in the cabin. Gage hasn’t touched me or muttered a single word. He’s haunted, his face desolate, and I’m worried about him.
I follow him outside, he helps me onto his bike, and within seconds, we are up the gravel path that is lined with thick trees and on the road again. Leaving the little cabin in the woods behind, along with it, I fear his sanity.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Lex
This isn’t good, this isn’t good at all! I can’t stop sporadically crying. In attempt to keep my own demons from surfacing, I try to keep a level head and harbor my wild emotions. How could a woman be such a monster? Poor Emma! Poor Gage!
“Lex, I think you should go home.” Lincoln pulls me into a side hug, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.
“I’m not leaving them. Not ever.” I cuddle into his side. Both of our backs are resting, exhausted, against the hospital wall. Watching as Gage grunts and stomps back and forth outside of Emma’s hospital room. She’s sleeping and Tasha is inside with her. I didn’t want to impose so Lincoln and I have been running interference between Gage’s fury and the doctors, who are just trying to help. Lincoln has already had Melissa placed in custody and he’s supposed to be off work for the night. But it’s Lincoln, and he won’t leave me, not even if I begged him to.
It’s now four a.m. and I’m supposed to be at work in a few hours. I’m not going in today. After we got to Tasha’s, Gage went ballistic. Melissa not only verbally abused Emma all weekend, she bruised her upper arms with finger impressions, spanked her hard enough that she has a hand imprint and she smacked her across the mouth, cracking her bottom lip open. Emma is a mess and Gage is ten times worse. Blaming himself as he paces back and forth here in the hospital, waiting for the gambit of test results to come in. Even though the doctors swore it was only superficial bruising. Gage wasn’t listening to them and ordered every test to be run on Emma. X-rays, blood panels, a cat scan of her brain, even a pediatrician to make sure her female parts were left perfectly intact.
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