Chapter 52 #3
But the slow, sweet glide into seduction lasted all of two seconds.
A switch got flipped, and suddenly, the passion ignited and gentle morphed into fervent.
Her hands slipped under my shirt, drawing a hiss from between my lips.
I sucked in air as pure pleasure coursed through my system.
I loved when she touched me. God, I loved it so damn much.
“Take it off,” she urged, tugging.
Who was I to deny her? I released her long enough to pull my shirt off, tossing it aside, not caring where it landed.
My mouth found hers once again as her cool hands glided over my chest. I focused on the sensation, letting that simple touch sear into my brain so I could pull it up later and remember how fucking good it felt.
Good thing I did because Kylie didn’t linger for long.
A few seconds later, I gasped as her hand slipped into my pajama pants, fisting my cock.
I sucked in air, looking down, watching as she stroked me.
I loved watching the way her small hand looked curled around my dick. I groaned when her thumb caressed the sensitive head, the precum beading on the tip lubricating her movements.
But what made it even hotter was the way she was watching me. I could feel her attention shift, her gaze dropping to her stroking hand, lingering briefly, then lifting to watch my face. I could only imagine my expression. It was likely something between euphoric bliss and mind-numbing ecstasy.
“Kylie…” I couldn’t get enough of this woman, but by God, she was going to make me come if she kept doing that.
Grabbing her, I lifted her up, forcing her to let go of my dick. Turning, I set her on the top of the washer. Her arms wreathed my neck, her tongue dueled with mine.
It was my turn to touch, which I did as I peeled her T-shirt—which happened to be Travis’s—up and over her head.
It joined mine somewhere on the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra, so there was nothing to get in the way as I cupped her breasts.
The weight of them in my palms brought back so many memories of times like this when we would have stolen moments together.
When she nipped my lip, I pinched her nipple. She moaned. I gasped.
It was fucking heaven.
“I want you inside me,” Kylie rasped against my mouth. “Fuck me, Gage. Please.”
The woman should know she didn’t need to beg. I’d always been unable to resist her. It was no different now.
However, I wasn’t quite ready to stop what I was doing.
“Give me one minute,” I told her, sliding my lips downward, along the sleek column of her neck.
Kylie moaned, tilting her head, allowing me to suck and lick her skin as I traveled down, down, down.
I kissed her collarbone, inching lower. I pressed kisses to her chest, inhaling her sweet lavender scent.
When I reached her nipple, I flicked the little nub with my tongue, then licked lightly before sucking her into my mouth.
Kylie’s fingers latched onto my hair, tugging roughly. “Gage!”
The sting fueled the flames, my cock throbbing, aching to have the wet heat of her sheathing me. I held off for as long as I could, sucking and licking her breasts, letting her sweet moans fan the flames.
“Now, Gage,” Kylie insisted, yanking my head back. Pain was more sweet ecstasy as it blasted through my scalp.
I chuckled, grabbing her and setting her on her feet once more. I spun her around. “Put your hands on the counter.”
She leaned forward, grabbing the granite edge, her hips jutting out toward me. I yanked her panties down, letting them fall to her ankles. She kicked them aside and was once again thrusting her ass in my direction. I didn’t need the hint, but since her ass was divine, I damn sure didn’t mind.
Stroking myself, I stepped up behind her, bending my knees so I could align my cock with her slick entrance. Rather than ramming myself home, I slid in slowly, inch by inch. Her pussy enveloped me, sending shards of pleasure dancing along my nerve endings.
“Goddamn, you feel good,” I groaned.
Kylie adjusted, lifting her hips, allowing me to go deeper. “Gage…”
“I’m here, baby.”
“Yes,” she hissed when I slid out and back in. Slow and deep. “Oh, God. Just like that.”
I maintained the pace, letting the sensations cascade over my entire being. Being here with her … I never thought I’d have this again. Just remembering that was enough to choke me up, but I shoved it down, not allowing it to intrude.
She was here. With us. This was real.
Those were the same things I’d told myself for the past two months, ever since she came home. Constant reminders that this wasn’t a dream. It was reality. And though I never thought I’d be completely whole ever again, I was. Because of my love for this woman.
Kylie began to rock against me, moving faster. I let her set the pace for a minute, maybe two, loving how her tight pussy caressed me so exquisitely.
“More,” Kylie whimpered. “Harder.”
Due to the position, that wasn’t an easy feat. Glancing around, I noticed the table that we used to fold clothes. It was exactly the right height.
Pulling out, I grabbed Kylie’s wrist and tugged her across the room. She giggled when I lifted her and set her butt on the top.
“Cold,” she hissed, then laughed. “Warm me up, Gage.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I said as I hooked my arms under her knees and shifted her so I could push inside her again.
Kylie leaned back, propping herself on her hands as we both watched my cock tunneling through her slickness.
“Fuck,” I groaned. This was too good.
“Yes,” Kylie laughed. “Do that.”
“Do what?”
Her gaze met mine, her smile resplendent. “Fuck. Me.”
I laughed, then drove into her. “Like that?”
She moaned low in her throat. “Oh yeah. Just like that. Again.”
I thrust again.
And again.
Suddenly, I was in a relentless pursuit of her orgasm, desperate to make her come before I did.
We ventured into dangerous territory as she whimpered and moaned, my cock slamming in deep, hard.
My spine tingled, the warning bells sounding as I neared my inevitable release.
I ignored it, or tried to, needing her to—
“Gage … oh, God, yes!” She tipped her head back, the hard little points of her nipples tilting upward. “Fuck, yes, I’m comin’!”
Her pussy clamped down on me, the smooth walls milking me until my eyes crossed and my cock kicked hard. I pushed in one final time, my dick pulsing as my release consumed me.