22. Gage #2
This isn’t the first time a woman has pleasured herself in front of me, but something about the way Lily does it and knowing this is her first time tugs at my balls.
I fist my cock and pump it as her fingers play with her pussy. The sinful expression on her face is one I’ll never forget.
Fuck.
We’re both in silent contemplation as we stare at each other’s hands.
“The sound of your dripping pussy is pure filth.”
“It feels better when it’s your cock.”
I didn’t see that coming.
“You like when my cock teases your clit?”
“Yes.”
Something must come over her because she bites hard against her lower lip and arches her back. “God, this is so filthy.”
“Damn right.”
When she picks up speed, it’s my turn to bite my lower lip to avoid grunting .
My fist works up and down, sliding from base to tip.
“I’ll never be able to do this again without thinking of you,” she says.
I’m sure it’s the lust talking, but fuck if her confession doesn’t do something to me.
Her cadence becomes erratic and she rubs her pussy with determination as she chases after her orgasm. Her moans fill the room with each stroke.
My flared-out purple head turns dark with my vigorous thrusts. I cup my balls and squeeze tight, torturing myself a little before I give in to pleasure.
“Angel, there isn’t much left to me.” My voice is as rough as gravel. “Tell me you’re close.”
“Yes.”
If I wasn’t hovering over her, I would’ve missed her response.
She bucks her hips, and her head moves from side to side in violent jerks against the pillow. One hand flies up to her breast, and she twists her nipple hard.
I do a mental snapshot for later use. This will be a go-to favorite in my spank bank.
I choke my cock, stroking it back and forth with vigor.
She keeps working her pussy, writhing on the bed. She closes her eyes, but I won’t have it.
“No. I want you watching when I come.”
Her beautiful blue eyes are on me again.
Good.
She finger-fucks herself as she toys with her clit.
Jesus Christ.
Her fingers pump in and out of her pussy with slick velocity.
She throws her head back. “Oh, oh, oh, it’s happening again. It’s happening again. ”
The most beautiful thing ensues.
Lily’s hands leave her pussy and find her nipples. She twists both at the same time, as her hips gyrate on the bed.
She’s wild.
She lets out a keening cry of ecstasy that’s so primal, you’d think I’m torturing her.
The vibrations travel to my balls.
And then, it happens.
Lily’s pussy gushes.
I swear, it’s even more abundant than before.
The sound of her hand slapping her wet pussy is pure sin.
Holy shit. She’s a fucking geyser.
I might have to pay to replace this king bed, but damn, is it ever worth it.
The most intense sense of pleasure and satisfaction I’ve ever experienced washes over me as this gorgeous woman comes undone. And to think, she didn’t even know her body could do that. Our time together will change the way she thinks of sex—and her body—forever. It’s better than any drug.
My dirty girl.
As if that wasn’t spectacular enough, her body convulses. I’m guessing it’s from a second climactic wave.
Her juices are flowing like the dam to a river broke.
“Gage. Oh, Gage. Oh God?—”
Her pleasure-filled whimpers are my undoing.
I walk on my knees until I’m hovering right on top of her.
I grip my cock hard.
One hard jerk.
Two.
Three.
A curse spews from my throat as my climax rips through me. “God, Lily.” I point my cock and my release explodes and lands in hot white streaks across her creamy skin .
She glances down at her body.
I christened her stomach with a river of cum.
Damn.
I grab a few tissues from the box on the nightstand and clean her up. I take care of my cock next. When I’m done, I toss the dirty tissues over my shoulder, and drop on the bed next to her.
At this rate, this bed won’t survive our passion.
I flip to my side, and pull her into my embrace. Although there’s A/C in the room, she’s sweating.
We stay interlaced for a long while, breathing heavy.
“I still can’t believe what you do to my body,” she says, against my chest.
“I didn’t do a thing. I wasn’t even touching you.”
“You must’ve put a spell on me. There’s no other explanation. I’ve touched myself many times before, and my body has never reacted that way. Never. Not even close. I blame you for turning me into… a waterfall.”
I brush her damp hair from her forehead and drop a soft kiss against it. “It’s a good thing we met.”
“I’m not so sure.”
I pull away from her, my gaze skeptic, brow cocked.
“It’s… too much. Unsettling, even.”
“Like I said, not every woman experiences that.”
She opens her mouth to say something, but I precede her.
“Embrace it. Own it. It’s sexy as fuck.”
She smiles.
“If I wasn’t as mesmerized by the sight, I would’ve been licking every drop,” I say.
She hides her face in my chest, a reminder of her innocence. “For the record, that was the best wakeup call ever.”
“I agree.”
She nestles closer .
Her warm mouth moves to my neck, peppering soft kisses against my skin.
Goddammit.
She’s making love to my neck.
The urge to cover this beautiful woman in diamonds and sapphires that match the violet hues in her eyes is overwhelming. This is unprecedented.
“I don’t think anyone has ever kissed my neck like that before,” I say, my tone deep and husky.
“So, I get to be your first.”
I chuckle. “You do, angel.”
“I suspect there aren’t that many things you haven’t experienced with a woman.”
I take her chin in my hands, forcing her attention on me. “Whatever I experience with you, is a first. For instance, I’ve never rubbed my cock on another woman’s bare pussy before.”
Big blue eyes light up with glee. “Firsts must be rare instances for an old guy.”
I bite her shoulder. “Who are you calling old, little girl?”
She giggles. “That was my not-so-subtle way of asking how old you are. It might be a little late in the game, but I might as well know now.”
“How old do you think I am?”
“You’re not as old as my father.”
“That was a boner killer.”
Her eyes widen. “Don’t tell me you’re ready to go another round?”
“Don’t sound so shocked. With you, angel, I could go all day long.”
She responds with a radiant smile.
I’ve known this woman for less than forty-eight hours, and I’d do anything to keep that smile on her face.
Whoa .
Where the hell did that come from?
You’re out of your fucking mind, Hollingsworth.
“Are you going to tell me how old you are, or do I have to guess?” Her question brings me back to the moment.
“I’m thirty-two.”
“Hmmm.”
“Hmmm, what?”
“Nothing.”
“Liar.”
“You’re still in great shape for a guy your age,” she says.
“You’re begging for me to pin you to this mattress and fuck you until you can’t remember your name. Keep it up and you might get your wish.”
She stares at me with innocent, angelic eyes. “Who says that wasn’t the plan all along?”
“Good God. I’ve created a monster.”
She grins wide.
We lie in silence for several breaths.
I should be itching to bolt out of this hotel room like the roof was on fire, but I’m not. On the contrary, I’m in no rush to let go of this gorgeous woman.
I’ve seen my fair share of fake eyelashes and extensions, and you can tell. I’m not sure what to make of Lily’s eyelashes. “Your eyelashes are stunning.”
“I was born with distichiasis.”
I frown. “What’s that?”
“It’s a genetic disorder that produces an extra row of eyelashes. So, it looks like I’m wearing volumizing mascara twenty-four seven, even when my face is devoid of makeup.”
“There’s so much to know about you.”
“I’m not that interesting.”
“Tsk. Stop selling yourself short.”
“Okay, Daddy?— ”
“First, I’m old. Now, I’m your daddy.” I make a face. “Unless you’re referring to a daddy/little girl kink, don’t call me Daddy.”
She giggles. “Let me rephrase that. My genetic disorder is one of the many fascinating things about moi ,” she says in a theatrical way.
I chuckle. “Speaking of Lily Schuyler’s many riveting facets, do you have to visit any film schools today?”
“Yes, I do.”
“What time?”
“Five. It’s an hour-long visit.”
“Are you free before that?”
“I was going to play tourist, but other than that, I am.”
“What about a drive up to Malibu?”
I don’t ever wake up in a woman’s bed and I sure as hell don’t tie myself to her for the day. Lily is the exception. I want more of this woman. I want to learn all her secrets.
Her eyes light up. “I’d love that. I didn’t expect to spend the day with you. This is a treat.”
You’re the treat.
I kiss her pretty mouth.
Her hands tunnel into my hair as I deepen the passionate kiss.
I pull away from her before I drown in her warmth. “It’s settled.”
She nods. “I’m looking forward to discovering LA through your eyes.”
“You’re in for an unexpected day.”
“Bring it on, Mr. Grumpy Pants.”
Slap!
“What is it with you and spanking?”
“Oh, sweetheart, that wasn’t spanking. That was a tap. When I spank your ass, you’ll know. In fact, I’ll make you count.”
Her eyes widen in shock.
“That’ll be another first you can cross off your list.”
She doesn’t have a comeback.
“Come on, princess, we’re going to take a shower to wash my cum off your heavenly body. Once you’re all cleaned up, we’ll have breakfast and hit the road.”