Chapter 20 #3
His eyes clouded over with lust once more.
“Thank fuck,” he said softly. Then he leaned over and grabbed a pillow, shoving it under her hips.
He brushed the tip of his dick against her soaking-wet folds, but didn’t enter her.
He did this for so long, Kinley got impatient.
She reached between them and closed her hand around his erection.
She gently pulled him toward her. “Stop messing around and make me yours, Gage,” she told him.
“You are mine,” he told her. Then, without taking his eyes away from between her legs, he notched himself at her opening and gently began to push. “Tell me if I’m hurting you,” he said between clenched teeth.
He wasn’t. Kinley had given her newly purchased vibrator a good workout over the last few months. She’d used it on herself, trying to pretend it was Gage. She was pretty sure he wouldn’t hurt her, and he certainly felt a hell of a lot better than the piece of silicone she’d been using.
“More,” she moaned when he was halfway inside.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Very,” Kinley reassured him. She grabbed hold of his butt cheeks when he leaned over her and tried to pull him inside.
“All right, here I come,” he whispered as he slowly but steadily pushed his hard length all the way inside her.
It pinched a little, as he was longer than her vibrator, but his penetration didn’t hurt. She definitely knew the difference between a little discomfort and true pain.
He stayed stock still inside her, and they both breathed harshly, absorbing the feel of each other.
“Damn,” he said after a moment. “I’ve seriously never felt anything so good in my life. And I’m not blowing smoke up your ass when I say that either. You’re hot and wet and strangling my cock so tight, it’s all I can do not to explode right this second.”
Kinley had thought dirty talk during sex would be awkward, but it was sexy as hell. She squeezed her inner muscles even tighter and smiled when he groaned.
“You like torturing me?” he asked, but didn’t give her a chance to respond. He pulled out, then slid back inside slowly.
It was Kinley’s turn to moan.
“You like that?”
“Duh,” she gasped.
Gage chuckled. “I’m gonna speed up, but tell me if this hurts.”
Kinley nodded and held on to Gage’s biceps as he began to move his hips faster.
He impaled her over and over again, and all Kinley could do was moan and gasp.
She dug her fingernails into his skin and did her best to spread her legs even wider.
She couldn’t believe how good he felt. Her own sexy times by herself felt nothing like this. Nothing.
“Harder!” she begged.
“Touch yourself,” Gage ordered.
She looked up at him in confusion.
“I know you know how. Reach between us and get yourself off. I want to feel you go over while I’m inside you.”
He smiled when all her muscles clenched at the thought.
“You like that, don’t you? Like knowing that it’ll throw me over the edge.”
She did. A hell of a lot. She didn’t reply verbally, but she immediately brought a hand between them and fondled herself.
His belly hit her hand with every thrust, and the angle wasn’t very good, but none of that mattered.
All that mattered was Gage and the fact that they were finally making love.
It felt like the biggest reward after everything they’d been through.
“Faster, sweetheart,” he panted. “I’m right on the edge, and feeling your hot, wet virgin pussy squeezing me, knowing I’m the only man who’s ever been in here, and will ever be in here, isn’t helping.”
Kinley wanted to roll her eyes at his over-the-top caveman attitude, but she couldn’t.
She was on the edge herself, and she wanted to orgasm with him inside her more than she wanted anything.
Her fingers moved faster, as did his hips.
Gage pounded his dick inside her, and after a few more thrusts, she knew she was there.
“I’m coming!” she warned before throwing back her head, arching her back, and thrusting her hips into him.
“Fuck yeah,” he moaned. He scooted upward, pulling her ass onto the cradle of his thighs and holding her to him as he went over the edge himself. Kinley felt a rush of wetness between her legs but couldn’t do anything but remain in his grasp and try to breathe.
Without dislodging himself from inside her, Gage fell over and hauled her on top of him. She lay atop his sweaty chest, still trying to catch her breath. She was sore in the most delicious way, and she felt completely wrung out.
“Well?” Gage said after a moment.
Kinley managed to open her eyes and prop herself up to look at him. “Well, what?”
“You’ve tested out the merchandise, so to speak. Will you marry me now?”
Kinley couldn’t help it, she giggled. Then she was laughing so hard she couldn’t stop. She felt Gage slip out of her body and wanted to complain about that, but couldn’t because of her giggles.
Before she knew it, she was on her back once more with Gage looming over her. He was smiling.
“What?” she asked when she could breathe again.
“I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you naked and laughing in my bed,” he said seriously.
Kinley melted. “Yes, Gage.”
“Yes, you’ll marry me?”
She nodded.
“My dad’s gonna want to walk you down the aisle. And my mom’s gonna want to go with you to find a dress. But that doesn’t mean I’m waiting months to make things official between us. You need to figure that shit out quickly.”
Kinley’s eyes filled with tears. “Really?”
He knew what she was emotional about. “Really. My mom would adopt you if she could, but that would be way too out there. My family is your family, sweetheart. You’ll find my mom will probably start nagging you for grandkids way too soon, just ignore her.
I wasn’t kidding about wanting you to myself for a while.
Maybe five years or so. It won’t be safe for you to have kids if we wait much longer than that, but I do want to put it off for a while. That all right?”
Kinley nodded. She hadn’t thought she’d ever have kids. Hell, she had to have sex for that to be a possibility, and that hadn’t been on her radar at all.
“I don’t have a ring, but I’ll get one soon. Whatever you want.”
“Nothing big,” she said immediately.
He nodded.
“I mean it,” Kinley warned. “The bigger the ring, the bigger target I’ll be for thieves.”
His face fell but he nodded. “True. Okay, sweetheart. I’ll get you something tasteful and unique, just like you.”
“I love you,” Kinley blurted.
“I love you too,” he returned.
She closed her eyes and let his words sink in. When she opened them, he was right there, still gazing down at her. “I never thought I’d hear those words in my life. I didn’t think I was loveable. Then I met you.”
“Then you met me,” Gage agreed.
He shifted his hips, and Kinley felt his cock brush against her still soaking-wet folds. “Are you sore?” he asked.
She was, but not enough to deny either of them what they needed. She shook her head.
As if knowing she was full of shit, Gage entered her slowly and gently. Then he proceeded to make love to her as if she were a fragile piece of glass. Their lovemaking didn’t have the desperate edge it did before, but it was no less beautiful.
She didn’t orgasm this time, but it was almost as exciting to see Gage lose it as he held himself deep inside her body.
He rolled over, pulling her on top of him once more.
They hadn’t slept like this previously; usually, she only partly rested on him.
She started to shift, but he held her in place.
“Stay,” he murmured.
Kinley complied and snuggled deeper into the man she loved. She knew their life wouldn’t always be sunshine and roses, but they’d already survived absolute hell. Dealing with his job, and whatever else life threw at them, would be a piece of cake comparatively.