Who We Are (FireNine #2)

by Williams, S. Q.

  “Well, you’re going to today. Give me the milk.”

  “Hmm… nah.”

  “Montana, seriously. I want milk when I eat breakfast. Don’t drink out of it.” He laughed, taking a step back with the carton raised above his mouth. “I swear if you drink from the carton, I’m sending you out to buy some more,” I threatened. It was so hard to keep a straight face with him, but I managed.

  The next thing I knew, Montana shrugged and his lips were around the top of the carton. He gulped about three times, placed the carton down, and then wiped his top lip after burping. “Oops,” he whispered, holding out his hands innocently. “It’s a bad habit, Miss Eliza. Can’t help it.”

  I shook my head, fighting a giggle as I returned to the pancakes. Of course Kristina had already been laughing at us the entire time. He was beyond outrageous.

  “I’ll head out and buy more. I need some air anyway.” Montana stepped out of the kitchen and winked over his shoulder at me.

  “You’re a pig, Delray,” I yelled as he disappeared.

  “Yeah! I’ve been told!” he shouted down the hallway.

  I looked at Kristina and we both laughed out loud, returning to the breakfast.

  I guess our fooling around woke everyone up because twenty minutes later, Roy and Kelsey were coming downstairs fully dressed. Kelsey wore dark-blue skinny jeans, a sheer peach blouse, and sandals. Roy had on a basic black T-shirt, jeans, and some Nike slippers.

  “Could y’all have been any louder?” Roy asked, his right cheek lifting.

  “Don’t blame me,” I said, flipping a pancake. “That was all Montana and his nasty charade with cups and milk.”

  “Whatever, Miss Eliza!” Montana shouted down the hallway.

  Roy and Kelsey laughed as they met at the table. They sat beside one another and Kelsey kissed his cheek. Roy looked her over, licking his lips. I had no doubt they’d already done the deed. I could tell.

  Moments later, Montana left for some milk and Deed, Megan, and Gage were coming downstairs. Deed and Megan sat at the table while Gage came in the kitchen and gave Kristina a kiss on the cheek and then gave me a swift kiss on the lips. “Morning, ladies,” he said, grabbing a piece of sausage.

  Kristina frowned, swatting his hand away as he reached for another. “You’ll eat when it’s done, just like everyone else.”

  “Just like Mom,” he sighed out, smiling.

  “Truly,” she said, giggling.

  After we all allowed our food to digest, we decided it was best to hit the lake. It was gorgeous outside. The sun beamed down on us and there was a gentle breeze flowing by. All the boys hopped on a boat and went for some waterskiing. Roy was the driver, but knew nothing about the boat and had to test it out before letting anyone on. Montana was going up first and of course it took him about five tries before he finally got the hang of it. He did a few tricks and flips on the water, but then Roy picked up the speed purposely and Montana completely wiped out.

  All the girls were sitting on shore, lying on beach towels and bathing in the sun, with Smirnoff’s in hand. I was sitting between Kelsey and Kristina. Megan was on the other side of Kristina, sighing and absorbing all the sun she could.

  The day carried on with the boys taking turns waterskiing. There was a point when Gage and Montana were skiing at the same time and it was a complete disaster. They were all over the place, and Roy had a ball shifting the boat in faster gear and sending the boys toppling all over each other.

  The day turned out to be amazing, and not once did the smile Gage wore disappear from his face. I knew he was really trying.

  Our lake house trip was coming to an end that Monday morning and to celebrate for the last time, we all went out Sunday night. We were going to grab a few drinks at a bar, dance a little, have some fun. I wore a shimmery gold dress, wedge heels, and a bit of makeup. I wasn’t usually up for wearing shit like this, but I had to admit I looked completely badass. Ever since I started working at Arts Global, dressing up became a priority. I loved the look I was going with tonight, and I was sure Gage was going to love it, too.

  “Eliza, we’ve gotta get going. They’re all waiting on—”

  Gage’s voice came to a complete halt as he saw me standing with my clutch in hand. “You like it?” I asked, looking at him beneath my eyelashes.

  “Like?” he whispered, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head. “Fuck, Ellie, you look amazing.”

  I laughed as he shut the door behind him and rushed my way. “Thanks.”

  In an instant, Gage was pulling me into him and placing kisses on my neck, my cheek, and then my lips. He attacked my lips full force, and I moaned into his mouth, hooking my arms around his neck as he picked me up. Circling my legs around him, he gripped my ass with both hands and stumbled his way toward the nearest wall. His cock strained against his jeans to rub against my core. Moaning, I reached down for his belt buckle and unbuckled it. He placed me on my feet, unbuttoning his pants but staring directly into my eyes. His were hard, yearning. They were nearly on fire, and I wanted to soothe him as best as I could with my body. This was happening way faster than it ever had and I was… enjoying it.

  “How much time do we have?” I asked breathily, kissing his neck.

  “Deed’s girlfriend is still getting ready. Five minutes tops.”

  I flashed all my teeth at him before crushing his lips with my own. “Perfect.”

  Gage grinned as his pants fell. He pushed my dress up above my waist and then reached down to slip off my panties. As soon as they were off, his thumb slid between my folds, ran across my clit, and I moaned, sucking in a breath through my teeth. “I want you to turn around, Sweet Ellie,” Gage whispered in my ear, sinking one of his thick fingers inside me.

  I did as told, moaning as he slid his finger in more. Gage pulled his finger away and grabbed hold of my ass cheeks with both hands, lowering himself to kiss each one. I placed my cheek against the wall, begging with my body for him to just take me. We only had five minutes and I didn’t want to be interrupted. I wanted to make it the best five minutes of my life.

  Standing straight again, Gage kissed the back of my neck and all the hair on my spine prickled against my skin. He kissed his way up, pressing his cock into the dimples of my back, sliding his hand around to toy with my clit. I didn’t even realize I was panting so hard until he spread my legs with his feet. He slowly slid inside me, still toying with my nub along the way, and I released a deep breath, clutching the corner of the wall.

  And with that, there was no stopping him. As soon as he was in, he groaned and rocked his hips against mine, thrusting into me, grumbling under his breath. I tilted my head back and Gage sucked on my neck, hammering his cock into me. He was going deeper and deeper, hitting the one spot he always knew how to trigger. The one spot that always got my body begging for more. His finger didn’t dare stop circling my clit. I screeched a little louder than expected and I was sure someone had heard it, but I didn’t care. The back of my head rested on his shoulder and he whispered dangerously sexy things into my ear.

  “Come for me, Sweet Ellie. All over me,” he whispered, panting. My eyes shut tight as he filled me up even more, rotating his hips, drilling himself deep into my core. “Fuck, Eliza,” he growled.

  His damn voice. It was always his voice. It was always his thick, full length inside me along with a mixture of his bedroom voice that sent me teetering. It sent me way too close to the edge, even when I didn’t want to reach it yet. I squealed as I leaned forward and clutched the corner of the wall again. Gage leaned forward with me, smothering my neck with his lips, circling that same finger around my core. I screeched his name and he hissed some mild profanity through clamped teeth.

  We were both coming. We were almost there.

  Gage stroked inside me a dozen times and in between one of them, my eyes rolled back and I juiced the entire length of him, squealing along the way. I was sure that squeal could be heard. “Fuck, that feels so good, Ellie. Fuck,” he grow
led. His voice wavered. He was almost there. I knew because the finger that had once been toying with my sweetest area had been taken away and he had a grip on either side of my waist.

  Gage hissed, jerked, slammed, and then fell against me, twitching as he threaded his fingers through my short hair. We stayed this way for a few minutes. “I don’t think I’m ever going to get enough,” he said, chuckling with his lips against my ear.

  I laughed with him. I honestly didn’t think I was going to get enough either.

  “Can I come out now?” I called.

  “Not yet, Ellie! Be patient!”

  I rolled my eyes and knocked my head back. My back was facing the bedroom door and I had no idea what the hell he was doing, but I’d been waiting for ten minutes already. On top of that, I was nearly drunk from taking shots with Kelsey and Megan at the bar and ready to just lay my ass down.

  The door finally creaked open and I turned around just as Gage was stepping in. “Now?” I asked impatiently.

  “Now. But close your eyes,” he said, grabbing my hand.

  I rolled my eyes but did what he said anyway. Gage led me out of the bedroom and down the stairs. “Where are you taking me?” I asked.

  “Almost there,” he said. My bare feet touched the cold linoleum of the kitchen floor and then hardwood. It was either the dining room or the living room. I wasn’t sure. A door creaked open and Gage led me out but made sure to tell me to keep my eyes shut. The door clicked shut behind him and as we walked some more, my feet touched the grainy sand.

  “Gage!”

  He laughed. “All right. Now,” he whispered, grabbing hold of my shoulders.

  I opened my eyes and as soon as I did, I stared ahead in awe. He’d really put some work into making this romantic. Candles were lit in a trail, leading to the sparkling water. Rose petals were scattered toward the lake as well, and I gasped because it was completely breathtaking. Not what I expected at all.

  “Like it?” he asked in my ear, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

  “Gage, I love it.” I turned in his arms. “You really know how to surprise me.”

  “Eh, well.” He shrugged and winked at me. He reached around to unzip the back of my dress, the other sliding off the left strap.

  “What are you doing?” I giggled.

  “Stripping my Sweet Ellie,” he said, sliding off the right strap, too.

  “And what do you plan on doing after that?” I challenged. I knew we were alone, and I couldn’t help but tease him. Everyone else was still out at the bar and we were taking advantage of the lake house while we had the chance. Being drunk with Gage always took my innocence away—hell, being drunk period did.

  “Hmm…” He smirked, tilting his head a little and allowing my dress to fall to my ankles. “You’ll see.”

  My heart pumped at a faster pace as he skimmed his gentle, calloused hands down my chest. His hands were warm. My sense of touch was heightened from the alcohol coursing through me, and I wanted it all. I whimpered as he reached for my lacey red panties, tucked his fingers beneath either side of my waistband, and slid them off. Gage stepped in and bumped against me, causing my back to hit against the edge of the table. “Lay down on the table, Ellie,” he whispered.

  I did as told and as I got situated, he was bending on his knees.

  He licked his lips, running his palms along the outside of my thighs. “Don’t move.”

  Oh God. Every time he told me not to move, I wanted to wriggle around everywhere. But I kept still, because where he was going with this was what I wanted. Gage’s eyes never left mine. They were blazing with hunger, watching my face intently. I wasn’t sure what I was doing—maybe biting my bottom lip or staring right back—but he was getting some sort of thrill out of it.

  “What are you gonna do?” I breathed out.

  He pressed his lips, staring into my eyes. “Just relax for me, Ellie.”

  I nodded, shutting my eyes briefly, biting the corner of my bottom lip. Gage spread my legs apart, bringing my hips toward him and diving down, placing his sweet, full lips on my core. A heavy gasp burst out of me as he ate me like a wolf would eat its first meal of the day. His eyes were heavy on mine, and I tried sticking with him, but there was no use. Sliding his tongue along my clit, he slid a finger inside me, and I groaned, allowing my head to fall back. I bucked against his mouth, braiding my frantic fingers through his silky hair. He was really going for it, but then again, when did he not?

  “So. Fucking. Good. Ellie,” he murmured between my folds, grabbing my hips and lifting them up. He stood and looked down at me, his eyes blazing with desire, his mouth never leaving my sweet area.

  I shrieked and I thought he would tell me to keep quiet since there were other lake homes nearby, but he didn’t. He didn’t give one shit and neither did I. I used to care, but I wanted this. And I was full of liquor. I had no worries at this moment.

  Gage stopped before I was able to burst. He released my hips, stripped out of his clothes with haste, ripped my bra off, and then he grabbed my arm, dragging me to the lake.

  We were in the water in no time, our lips attached, bodies molded. Sliding his hands from my breasts to the slick nub between my legs, he twisted me around and groaned in my ear before kissing behind it. “In the lake, shall we?” His voice was deeper. Huskier. Sexier.

  He let me go and swam back a little to float on his back. His cock poked at the surface of the water and he laughed. Yeah, he’s definitely drunk. I looked down with him and he licked his lips, fisting his thickness. He lowered himself in the water again, gesturing for me to come to him. I was just as eager as he was, ready for it all.

  I swam toward him and laced my legs around his waist, making sure I didn’t slide along his thick length just yet. He groaned, lifting his head up and kissing the bend of my neck, my chest, suckling on my breasts and nibbling a bit. We were both panting uncontrollably, ready for things to just… happen. But taking things slowly always made it that much better.

  I teased him by grinding my hips on him, sliding up and down while sucking on his bottom lip. He grabbed hold of my ass and pulled me closer to him, sighing as he gently sank his teeth into my bottom lip.

  We stared into one another’s eyes as I lifted my hips. With slow actions, I slid down on his cock and he clutched my shoulders, sucking in a breath through his teeth. “Fuck,” he growled, pressing his lips on my neck.

  I moaned as I slid lower and he went deeper. As soon as he was all in, Gage grabbed my hips to move me up and down. I hooked my arms around his shoulders for support, moaning and panting as he watched me with needy eyes. He wanted it all, but I wasn’t giving it all. Not yet.

  Gripping his shoulders, I started moving with him, working my hips and feeling him at the pit of my stomach. The water splashed between us. It was perfect for lovemaking. But the lovemaking didn’t last as long as I thought it would, and I didn’t mind it one bit. Things got rougher. Hotter.

  Gage stopped for a moment and swam to shore. We hit the sand and he released me, demanding that I get on all fours. Just as I did, he slid himself deep inside me. My moans transformed into screeches as he pumped full strokes inside me. I was sure by now the people living in the other lake homes could hear us. He was giving it all to me. No inch of him was showing as he buried his cock. I dug my fingers in the sand, wanting to scratch something—to hold something—but he pounded harder, quicker. He hissed through his teeth as he leaned forward, reaching around and toying with my clit. He was close. I was close.

  Growling, he drilled deeper, causing a loud slapping noise. “Fuck, Ellie,” he panted, cupping my breast. He brought me up and hit it upright. We were both on our knees, and from where we were, I could see our reflection through the tinted glass of the back door… and we looked marvelous.

  Gage grabbed a lock of my hair and tilted my head back. He sucked on my neck, pounding into me as he stared at me through the tinted glass. His eyes were dark and sexy. He wanted me to watch him as he did this.
I was getting wetter with each flicker of his tongue on my neck. He was getting rougher the longer he stared into my eyes, until I finally felt it coming. Wet heat trickled down and I squealed. Moving his lips up, he pressed them on my ear and nibbled on the lobe. He did this for a few seconds until he finally pulled back, gripped my hips, and growled louder than I’d ever heard before.

  He quaked as he fell against my back, almost knocking me over. I fell stomach first on the sand and he shuddered a dozen times, emptying himself and releasing a satisfied groan.

  After a few seconds, he flopped on his back. We lay beside each other and he gave me a crooked, beautiful smile. He grabbed a handful of sand and threw it on my chest. “Kids might see you,” he teased. He squeezed my breasts, pulled me on top of him, and I laughed. He was adorable.

  Gage stood up with me in his arms and went back to the lake to get rid of the sand. We rinsed off one another and took a little swim, making sure we were wet from head to toe. He slid his hands all over my body. My shoulders, breasts, hips, and even my sweet area. I did the same for him, making sure to linger my fingers around his arousal while staring into his glazed hazel eyes. He got harder than a rock within no time and begged for more, and I gave him what he wanted.

  But we didn’t do it in the lake again. Not even on the shore. We went back in the house, upstairs, and on our balcony where the moon hovered right above us. We made incredible, passionate love. We stared into one another’s eyes before attacking each other’s lips, craving more than we already had. The sparks were flying between us as he cupped the back of my neck and I rode him as much as I could. He was giving me control and I enjoyed it to the full extent. The intensity grew. Our love for each other grew. I never thought I’d see the day I ended up with Gage Grendel, but I refused to doubt it. Even if it were all a dream, I wouldn’t have wanted to be awakened from it. I would want to sleep forever just to have him by my side.

  At this point, I realized Gage was at peace. He’d let all the worrying and stress over his sister go, and I was glad that at this moment, I was the one who could help relieve him of the problems. I was glad I could provide some sort of comfort to his mind and his heart.