Feeding his fingers through mine, he escorts me, by hand, upstairs and he turns on the water, acclimates the temperature and does all the other girly things for me. I’m spoiled. I never thought I’d ever hear myself say that but it’s true. Gage spoils the crap out of me, new jewelry, clothes, and flowers. Every single week I get a few bouquets of flowers delivered and the past three weeks he’s gone with me to Barbie’s on Friday’s to pick up the weeks selection of biscotti and other decadent treats. Emma loves these caramel pecan scones and Barbie has made a point to have them every week just for her, makes Emma proud when she gets to carry her own pink bag from Barbie’s. My heart melts for my princess. I love her so very much.
Tossing my dress in the hamper and Gage stripping down, I bite my lip, taking in his exquisite body. I love the rippling of taut lean muscles that cover his entire frame.
“If you keep eye fucking me, Angel, we won’t be getting into this tub.” He glances over his shoulder to me with a dirty all-knowing smile, as his hand swishes through the bath water dissolving the bath salts. Leaving only his boxers on as his pants pool around his ankles and he kicks them off, while he completes his task.
Standing back up, I watch as the muscles in his angel tattooed back contract and tighten and he hooks his thumbs into the band of his boxers, dropping them to the ground, his back still to me, revealing one of my favorite parts of him, his tight smooth muscular ass. And what a delicious ass it is.
“You like that don’t you?” His hand smacks his butt, instantly making my giggle and turn fire engine red. How in the hell does he know what I am thinking?
“Do you?” He wiggles that fine ass.
“Yes, of course I do.”
“What do you want to do to it?”
Oh boy, here comes the dirty talk again. A new thing he plays up pretty regularly and I’m not complaining one iota. I find it sexy, kind of a hot bantering back and forth. Plus, it’s always dirty talk that empowers me and makes me feel sexy. Not degrading like some men I’m sure speak.
“I don’t want to do anything to it.”
That’s a lie, but I’m too afraid.
“Yes, you do.” Bending forward he spreads his cheeks using both hands and gives me a good look at the place he wants me to enter, with every part of me possible.
Raking my gaze up and down his body once more, I break my drool worthy stare and walk around him, and sink into the bath, relishing in the heat.
Gage growls, steps into the tub, bends over in front of me again and offers me a closer view of that extremely hot spot.
“This is yours Lex; I want you inside of me. Just touch it.”
I don’t move.
His own hand snakes around and he pushes one of his fingers inside, giving me a front row show to him pleasuring himself.
“See, baby. I want you in….” He growls. “Fuck. I want you in here.”
Leaning up, feeling slightly deflated with more guilt for not giving him what he wants, what he needs. I kiss his butt cheek.
“I’m sorry. We will work up to it. Now please sit down and enjoy a bath with your woman.”
Not pressing me anymore, he does what I ask, grabs my feet and starts to massage them.
“I love you. I don’t want to push you.” Gage’s face is one of concern.
“I know and I’m sure we’ll work up to it.”
“Change of subject. Now that we live together, and Emma is here fulltime, would you like to think about maybe expanding our family? I’m no spring chicken, Angel, and I’ve been looking around.”
“Around for what?”
“Surrogates.”
“You want a baby…now?”
“Do you?”
Do I? I’m happy with just having Emma. The thought of having another baby for Emma to have a sibling like I never had, well that does sound rather temping. But right now? With everything that has happened? I don’t know the first thing about caring for a baby. Why is he pushing so much on me in the same day? Sex with him and now a baby, it’s all a bit overwhelming.
“Can we discuss it further in a few months? After Lincoln gets settled into his house again and Lucy gets out of the dog training program.”
“Sure… No rush. I love you and plan on spending the rest of my life with you. If I have to wait another six months to revisit us having a child together, then I will wait. If I have to wait four years, I will. I just wanted to talk to you about it now, been something on my mind.”
Leaning forward, I wave him to come closer, and I cup his cheeks. Looking deep in his soulful eyes, I whisper. “I love you with all my heart and we will have a child together one day. You are my everything.” I softly press my lips to his and fall into the world of Gage and Lex. The world of safety, undying love and the purest happiness I never thought possible. I have found my perfect partner, my better half. I have truly met my soul mate and I will be forever grateful for him.
Epilogue
Nine months after the incident
Lex
“Come on, Angel. Just put it in me.”
I don’t think I can do this.
“You sure?” I look down and see my lady rubbing his eager, well-lubed hole. Lady’s pretty necklace is wrapped around her, shining so beautifully, as I prepare myself to make love to my partner for the first time. I can’t believe I agreed to this.
“But….” I stutter
“But nothing.” He lifts the thick document from beside his head, waving it in the air.
“You know the rules; they are outlined clearly in this. Do you want me to cover them again?”
I nervously chew my bottom lip. My legs shaking, lady dripping pre-come and Gage’s dick is so hard. He wants this so bad. I’ve been putting it off for so long.
“It states in layman’s terms, that Lex Keagan will make love to her partner by penetration or Gage Masterson will not accept her gift of a viable kidney.”
I know what it says. I just don’t like any of it.
“You want to give me a kidney right?”
I nod my reply.
“You want me to be healthy so when Maya arrives, her daddy and mommy will both be recovered. Correct?”
I nod again, chewing even harder on my bottom lip.
“Then you must make love to me. We drew up this binding contract for a reason, Angel. You want to give me a part of you I didn’t want to accept. Now I want you to do something to me that you are afraid of. It’s a compromise.”
I sigh. I know he’s right. Five months ago, two weeks after we implanted our surrogate Molly with our donated egg and my sperm, Gage went into renal failure again. That is when we finally told his friends about his fatal condition. Everybody in our close-knit group of friends and family was tested to be a kidney donor. Two of us came back viable candidates. Linx, one of Gage’s biker buddies and me, which is strangely romantic. Of course he didn’t want to take either of our kidneys. Wanted to wait on the donors list, to possibly get lucky, I, on the other hand had something else in mind. So, I was the one to broker this deal. We sat down with another lawyer of Gage’s firm, to have the specifications of this drawn up in a binding contract, that I would make love to him one time before we go through the surgery, if I don’t abide by the contract; Gage is able to back out of the deal.
It’s now Saturday and we rode up on his motorcycle yesterday to spend the weekend together here in the cabin, alone. This coming Tuesday we go in for transplant surgery. The doctor is highly confident that it will be successful. My doctor was a bit skeptical at first, worried about the physical repercussions on my remaining kidney since I’m on a hormone patch. But I don’t care. If the choice in life is to die early because you saved your partner, or to let him die and you live a full life, then there is no question on what my choice is, even if Gage disagrees.
Might as well get this out of the way too, to cover what has happened in the past months. God knows my brain is on a never-ending loop of thoughts. If that doesn’t confirm I’m a real woman, I don’t know w
hat does. Men, I know for certain, don’t think like us ladies do. Any who, yes, we are using the same Molly who was Lincoln’s hospital nurse as our surrogate. The woman has become a best friend to me. I used to only have Roni. Who by the way, now has a bouncing baby boy named Jaxon. She and Bob are now married; they tied the knot at the courthouse a few months into her pregnancy. They still live above my garage. I hated to see them go, glad they didn’t. The apartment is large enough for the three of them and Roni has changed a lot. She’s no longer the petulant slob. Her place is uncharacteristically clean. I’m more than impressed by not only her cleanliness but her mothering skills. She’s a fantastic mom.
So, it’s been wonderful not only having one woman to be friends with but three. We can’t forget Tasha in the mix.
Oh…and Molly knows all about lady. She was the one who offered herself as a surrogate, we didn’t ask. Of course, she knew we were searching. I had told her as much. So now, we have an egg implanted into her and we found out a few weeks ago that we will be welcoming Emma a little sister into the world, Emma is the one to name her Maya, after a little coercion from Gage. At first, Emma wanted to name her Larry. That didn’t go over very well. Then Gage began reading Emma poems from Maya Angelou at night for story time, and that’s what she decided to name her. Since Maya Angelou is one of my favorite literary geniuses, I more than obliged to use that name. It’s beautiful. Plus, Maya Masterson sounds pretty damn adorable if you ask me.
The person I am sure you are most concerned to learn more about is Lincoln. Well Lincoln, is Lincoln. Kicking butt and taking names. He just got his first set of legs a month or two ago, turning him into the most determined man I’ve met. I visit him a few days a week and we text daily. He’s still himself. Just a little different and now that he’s recovered, the guilt that festers in my soul for what happened to him, seems to decrease as time passes. Although it’s not completely gone, it has lessened.
Melissa, Gage’s ex-wife, thanks to Gage’s masterful lawyer skills and reputation, will be spending the next twelve years in a women’s prison, located four hours from Heartfair.
“Will you stop thinking…and just do it.” Gage powerfully yanks me from my thoughts and back into the present. Where I am standing on the floor, lady’s pulsating at full attention. Gage is at the edge of the bed, legs wide, knees pulled upward, opening himself up to me.
“You know I can tell when you are thinking too much… Focus on the moment. I promise it will be okay. I need you to do this. I’ve been begging for months. We’ve been together for almost a year, Lex. It’s time to put this behind you.”
“What if you or I don’t like it?”
He adamantly shakes his head, snickering. “If you don’t like it. Then I won’t have you do it again. But… I am going to love it. Just like, I love you. No matter what you do to me. I am going to thoroughly enjoy it.”
Taking in a deep cleansing breath, I mentally prepare myself.
“Okay, I’m ready.”
Stepping between his spread legs, I lean over him and take his mouth in a hot, sultry kiss. His hands hold the sides of my face and he darts his tongue into my needy mouth. Consuming me in a raw, magically kiss. My body relaxes, at the delectable onslaught of his swirling heady tongue probing my mouth. Pressing my naked breasts to his chest, I hump him, his thick rigid cock sliding against my belly.
Pulling my face from his breaking our soul touching kiss, he whispers, staring in my dazed, heavily sexed eyes, “You’re ready.”
“Okay.” I mutter and climb off him.
Looking down between his legs, his tight hole beckons me to touch it and I do. Stepping forward I place lady to his entrance and he moans.
“That’s it, baby. Right there.”
Pressing in just a little, the snug resistant hole begins to spread open, accepting me to enter it. I watch as lady’s head passes the point of no return and he sucks in a deep breath, his body shuttering as I seat just my head inside of his warm tightness.
Dear God! He feels good.
Resuming my lip chewing, anxiously, I watch myself gliding into him a little at a time. He groans, lost in sensation, feeling me as I feel him.
This is amazing!
“I’m…dear…” A wave of rampant ecstasy jolts through me, and I grab his thighs for support. Hanging my head, my eyes inadvertently roll in the back of my head, and I cry out in pleasure, as it fiercely takes hold, consuming my entire body.
“It feels good doesn’t it?” Fisting his own rod, he moans, leisurely masturbating himself.
“It’s so…” I whimper throwing my head back as my sac tingles and I push the rest of the way inside of him.
“Tight.” I grind out, tightening my stomach to keep myself from filling him with my come. He is so warm and grips me so tight it feels wonderful inside of him. Soft and smooth, his sexy hole hugs me, taking lady’s virginity.
Gage
Holy fucking shit! She’s doing it! My Angel is balls deep inside of me. And damn it is better than I expected. Her body is responding, taking over, and driving her actions without having her mind behind the wheel to overthink it. Gently she retracts her hotness, driving me insane with desire and she thrusts back into me, deep and forceful.
“Fuck!” I grunt, and my cock jumps as she hits my prostate.
“You okay?” Her eyes fly open, searching for mine. They lock, my eyes drawing the depths of her gorgeous blue ones.
“Fuck me. You feel so damn good. I’m so proud of you.”
“It’s right, Gage. I….” She cries out again as she seats herself all the way in.
I squeeze around her and that does it. Her hands grip my thighs harder, she drops her chin to her chest, and I feel her body on the precipice. “I’m going to come.”
“Feels that good doesn’t it?”
“Yes. Oh dear God, yes.”
“Will you do this again?”
Fuck, I hope she says yes. I love her inside me. Taking her virginity means everything. This moment means everything to me and us. I want this to happen for the rest of our lives.
“After I finish, I want to do it again later.”
“Then come for me baby. Fill me.”
Using my thighs as handles, she pounds into me hard and fast. “I’m…” She cries out, sweat dripping down her beautiful face and she bites her lip.
That’s it, Angel, fuck me. Come in me.
I squeeze lady and she screams. Jerking in shallow thrusts, she comes, filling me full of her. The euphoric world quickly takes over her body and I sit up and grab her, before she falls.
Laying her on the bed beside me, stomach down, I hurriedly grab the lube and slather up my dick. Lex’s body still twitching post orgasm, I straddle her closed legs, use my hands to open her cheeks and I push my cock all the way inside of her in one hard thrust.
“Oh God!” she screams, fisting the white bed sheets of the bed above her head.
Humping into her hard and fast, holding onto her hot ass, I watch myself fuck the love of my life, spearing my dick deep inside of her sexy hole. That tight fucking hole that’s mine. That I am inside every day.
“I’m going to make you come again.” I tilt forward just enough to angle myself so I can jab her button. Thrusting downward, I pound her slick tightness. Slaps of my balls hitting her echo in the air, as moans of my sexually charged, fully wantonly submerged, Angel, becomes music to my ears.
“Yessss.” She releases in a deep full-bodied scream. No longer able to control her actions, her body becomes my slave and I do with it what I want. Bending forward, my chest resting on her back, I reach up and fold my fingers through hers. Pressing them down into the bed, I raise up just enough to gain deep penetrating momentum and I close my eyes. Hammering her hard and fast, incoherent cries fill the room, mixed with my feral growls, both of us relinquishing ourselves to the onslaught of soul-connecting bliss.
“I’m going to fucking come in your hot ass. I love you so much, Angel. I love you so fucking much!”<
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“Ahhhhh… I love you too.”
Then it happens. My dick jumps and explodes pulse after pulse shoots deep into her hot body and I collapse on top of her, kissing her over and over. Everywhere I can touch, I kiss her. I feel her. I love her.
“You’re perfect.” I mutter, trying to catch my heaving breath.
“I came again.” She musters out and I smile as I kiss her shoulders, sucking them briefly.
“I knew you would. Thank you for being mine.”
“I wouldn’t want to be anyone else’s.”
“You do know that you were made for me.”
“We we’re made for each other.”
Rolling off her, losing that deep connection that I feel when we are physically intertwined, I flip her over onto her side and spoon her. Leaning over, I grab the blanket and pull it up over us, comforting the love of my life as she comes down from her sexual high. I get her to that plateau a few times a week. I know I can’t push her that hard over the edge when we have anything to do. It dazes her for hours and she floats, as I hold her and whisper to her how much I love her and kiss her. It’s our own way of being together. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Now don’t worry, honey, we will have fun here this weekend. We are going to go for a walk through the woods when you wake up.”
Gliding my hands lower, I feel the buckle of lady’s jewelry hidden up underneath Lex’s sac and I tug it lose, dropping it on the bed allowing lady to get some proper rest too. Lovingly I stroke lady’s still hard length, not for pleasure but for a caring reassurance. Lex has accepted who she is, inside and out. I have loved her for years both inside and out. The part of her that makes her different from any other woman makes me desire and love her even more. Some people may judge me, call me gay, or think it’s ridiculous I feel how I do. I love Lex, the woman, even if she doesn’t have all the holes. She has something extra. A beautiful, sexy lady that tastes delicious and just touching her is making me get hard all over again.
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