Chapter 39

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Gage

I fumble with the condom package like I’m a first timer.

I might as well be. I haven’t touched a rubber in a long time. Katie and I relied on her birth control after our first few months together.

We were both clean, so we felt safe.

The first time I was inside of her without a sheath around my dick, I came fast. It was fucking embarrassing.

I remember the way her cheeks flooded with pink when she felt me pump every last drop into her.

I came again, five minutes later as I watched her touch herself. She was wet from both of us.

The second time, I got on my knees, pulled her close and came down her throat.

I rip open the package and slide the condom on.

My back is to her. I can hear her breathing. She came hard when I had my face between her legs.

I needed more so I licked her to another orgasm, urging her on with my fingers and tongue.

The second time was quieter but more intense.

She shook beneath me, her hips bucked and she held fast to my head.

My lips are coated with her taste.

I lick them again, savoring it. It’s tangy and sweet. It’s everything I remember and more.

“Gage,” she whispers. “Are you all right?”

I’m trying to find the will not to blow my load the minute I’m inside her pussy.

I turn to face her and it almost drops me to my knees.

She’s on her back. Her long blonde hair is framing her perfect face. Her tits are full with hard pink nipples and every inch of her tall frame is smooth. She’s glowing.

I close the distance between us with heavy steps until I’m on the bed, crawling over her.

She giggles when my sheathed cock brushes against her hip.

“You’re as big as I remember,” she gasps. “You’re the biggest...”

I quiet her with a demanding kiss on the mouth. I don’t want to know anything about the men who have fucked her.

I want to erase them from her memory.

I plan on doing that now.

I inch her legs apart, staring down at her body. I slide the tip in, savoring how it feels. “You’re so sweet, Katie. Your pussy is so sweet.”

A deep moan floats out from between her lips. “You remember.”

I remember how I’d talk to her while I fucked her. I’d tell her how good she felt. How deep I’d go. I’d whisper in her ear that she was tight and wet.

I push in with a thrust, groaning when I’m buried deep within her.

She grabs my biceps, her nails raking my skin. “It’s so much.”

It’s not enough.

I fuck her softly like this, so I can look into those hazel eyes, taking her to the edge with even strokes.

My restraint breaks when she wiggles beneath me trying to pull me closer. I take a kiss before her mouth is on my shoulder and her teeth break the skin.

I growl at her. A deep-seated need to take more consumes me, so I flip her over, grab her hips and fuck her with reckless abandon until we both come.

If I’m dreaming, I pray I never wake up.

I fell asleep after I tied off the condom, tossed it in the trash, and got in bed next to Katie.

My hand fumbles for my cock. I tangle my fingers in her long hair, guiding the pace as she sucks on my dick.

Jesus, this woman knows what the hell she’s doing.

My eyes bolt open as reality sets in.

My Katie is giving me the best head I’ve ever had.

I look down at the top of her head as it bobs up and down. Her tongue is sliding along the thick vein that runs down the side. Her hand is squeezing the base, urging me on.

I fuck her mouth slowly, pushing my dick past the point where she used to gag.

She effortlessly swallows me.

It’s too good.

It pisses me the hell off.

I twist her hair in my hands, angry that she’s mastered sucking cock since we were together.

I press my eyes closed, trying to chase off the regret that’s washing over me.

I fuck her mouth, drawing a sound from deep within her.

I don’t stop.

“Tap my thigh if you want out,” I spit out between clenched teeth. “If you don’t, you’re going to swallow it all.”

She nods and sucks harder.

I throw my head back into the pillow and thrust up into her mouth over and over until I deliver on my promise.

Holding her in place, I come down her throat with a heady cry of her name.

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