Gage (THE GOLDEN TEAM #3)

18. Gage

18

Gage

Lori is as incredible as I knew she would be, but I needed to go slow. I didn’t want to hurt her.

“Are you sure you are up to making love?” I said, looking into her eyes

“Yes, I’m sure. I’ve waited a long time for you to make love to me. We aren’t stopping now,” She whispered.

Her luscious lips and tantalizing tongue had me hard instantly, making me ache in the best possible way. Her sultry gaze did things to me, shattering the last vestiges of my restraint. A groan escapes me, and I know nothing can stop me from making love with her tonight.

Only having her made sense right now. I had us undressed in under a minute. The pad of my thumb goes across her nipples, and I heard a moan escape from deep within her.”

“We can stop at any time,” I tell her.

“If you stop, I’m going to kill you. I want you to make love to me. Fast. Hard. Soft. Slow. All I ask is that you do not stop. I want your cock in me right now.”

“What about your back?”

“Yes, you can do it that way too!

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Gage, fuck me!”

My hands brand every curve possessively, roaming her body aggressively, divesting her of her last piece of clothing. I ripped her panties off of her. I took her wrists and held them over her head as I lay her on the bed. My hand slides down to cup her ass. She arches into me, turning my animalistic lust into something primal.

I squeeze her ass and grind against her, letting my hard cock press against her soft curves. Her soft moan sends shockwaves of pleasure through us both.

“Is this what you want?”

“Yes.”

I claim her mouth in a searing kiss. She melts against me.” You’re mine. From this moment on, you belong to me,” I said, kissing her again. When she looks up at me, I see the raw desire in her eyes.

My hand slides down between her thighs and touches her. My thumb finds her clit, and using a slow circular motion, I bring her up and over the edge until her body convulses and she screams with pleasure as the wave of sensations rushes through her.

I keep up the rhythm, making her have three orgasms back to back until she cries out that she can take no more. I love watching her orgasm; it drives me to want more. I leaned down, and my tongue licked her, and she went wild. She grabbed my hair, and I took my pleasure as she orgasmed again. I gave her one more lick before I raised, and my lips found hers in a deep kiss.

I slid my hard cock inside her, and her cries of pleasure made me chuckle; then I heard her chuckle. We woke up three times that night and made love.

When I woke up, Lori was still sleeping. I quietly left the bed. I spotted the small coffee pot and made some coffee. I turned my head, and she was watching me. “Want a cup of coffee?”

“Yes, please. You should know I’m a coffee addict. I have a special coffee machine, and I order this special coffee from Portland, Oregon.”

I love coffee too, I said, walking over to her and pulling her into my arms. I kissed her until we needed breath. “I love you.”

“I love you, too. Are we going to make love before we check out of the hotel?”

“Damn right, we are,” I said, taking my clothes off.

“Where in Arizona are we going?” Lori asked.

“It’s in the desert, so it will be hot. However, we have a pool there so that you can swim anytime, night or day.

The house is equipped with cameras everywhere, inside and outside. No one will find us there.”

“Where did Oliver take Sammy and the girls?” Lori asked, her brow furrowed.

“I’m not sure,” I replied. “I can find out next time I talk to one of the guys. Sean coordinates everything, sends us wherever we need to go. If I had to guess, Oliver’s probably in Alaska. That’s his favorite place—right on the river. He loves throwing a line in and catching fish.”

“I hope the girls don’t get too close to the river,” she said, worry evident in her voice.

“You don’t have to worry. Oliver won’t let them near the water. He’s careful like that.”

“Tell me more about him—the man watching Sammy and the girls.”

I smiled. “Oliver’s solid. He’s had a rough go of it—lost his brother and parents just months apart—but he’s one of the best guys I know. He’s a great listener, and when it comes to the people he protects, he doesn’t mess around. Sammy and the girls couldn’t be in better hands.”

“He sounds like the perfect person for the job. What would I have done if you hadn’t come into my life?” Her voice softened. “I’d probably be dead right now. But you saved me. I’m so glad I decided to follow you around,” she added with a lighthearted giggle.

I raised a brow, intrigued. “Follow me? Now that’s a story I want to hear. Did you actually follow me?”

“Yes, I did,” she admitted, a sheepish grin spreading across her face. “I thought for sure you’d catch me.”

“I knew someone was tailing me!” I said, laughing. “The guys thought I was losing it. I was always looking over my shoulder, trying to catch whoever it was. Turns out, it was you all along.”

“Yeah,” she said, chuckling. “I should’ve just come up and asked you my questions instead of sneaking around.”

“Well, at least we’re together now. And we’ll be together for the rest of our lives. I’ve loved you for eight years, Lori.”

Her eyes sparkled as she smiled. “I’ve loved you just as long. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I saw you sitting in that restaurant. I didn’t even think you’d remember me. That’s when I decided to write a story about former military men—just to have an excuse to be around you.”

“Are you serious?” I asked, surprised. “I wanted to ask you out back then, but there were always guys hanging around you.”

She laughed. “If guys were around, it was probably because I was fixing their equipment. That’s why I always wore a hoodie. I didn’t want to draw attention.”

I shook my head, grinning. “It took us eight years to get here, but damn, it was worth the wait. If we keep talking about this, though, I might have to stop and get a room before we make it to the house.”

Her lips twitched in amusement. “How far is the house?”

“Couple of hours.”

“We can wait that long. Should we stop and pick up groceries first?”

“Good idea. There’s a small grocery store in the next town,” I said, placing my hand on her leg as I spoke.

She glanced down at my hand, then up at me with a playful smirk. “You’d better move that hand, or we’ll be pulling over before we even get to the store,” she teased, leaning over to kiss me.

I turned my head and kissed her back, her lips soft and warm against mine. “Damn,” I muttered, pulling back reluctantly. “You’re right.”