“Can I remove the tie?” I ask, as I feel his hand smooth down the sides of my gown.
“No, Angel. That is to stay on all night until I say otherwise.”
Not sure if I like that idea.
“What if I want to see you? How will I eat? I’m starving.”
“I don’t want you to see me. I want you to feel me and I’m going to do everything. Including feeding my lover.”
His lover? A zing of thrill flies through me. His lover? Does that mean we’re? Am I ready to do that? Yes, I’m eager to make love to Gage. On this rare occasion my head, mind and body are all on the same page and it feels comforting to know I’m all in. No regrets.
I squeal with excitement as I’m briskly lifted off the ground and carried in Gage’s strong arms.
“This is easier.” Warm lips briefly kiss my cheek and I hear him inhale my scent.
My body bounces in his arms as Gage carries me quite a long distance and up some stairs, not laboring his breathing at all in the process. Which if I’m honest, is totally hot.
Gage
Carrying the love of my life up to the rooftop deck of my Heartfair office building, I lie her down on a bed of oversized plush pillows. Tonight I have so much planned. I pray that she agrees to let me do what I want. Some of this is going to push her boundaries.
I’ve had strewn the rooftop with four dozen white votive candles in tiny glass holders, pots of roses are scattered around to add ambiance, and in the middle I’ve had a thick mat covered with a silk sheet. Eight blankets are tossed in for warmth, along with a plethora of pillows. I plan on keeping her here all night long. The weathers a perfect fifty-five and the stars are out in full force, just how I’ve always imagined it.
“Lay back on your elbows.” I delicately instruct and she, without hesitation complies. I’m happy my Angel has placed this much trust in me. We’d have nothing without that trust, and tonight I’m to validate and strengthen our trust so it can never be broken.
I know the Megan thing scared her and her not speaking with me scared me too. I had no idea what I’d done to warrant that harsh of a brush off. I do now, and Tank was the first person to hear it from me after I spoke with Lex. What I said to him would make even the mouthiest truckers blush. Needless to say he apologized, not much good it does because the damage was already done. I probably should have told Lex sooner about my kidney disease. I just didn’t have the heart to add more rocks to the mountain we already have to climb to successfully be together. I didn’t want me having kidney disease be a reason for her to stay or not to stay with me. I’m healthy now. Since I left my ex-wife, I’ve been healthier than I have been in years. It’s amazing how much better you feel when you’re free and can live a semi-normal, less stressed life.
Removing my dress shoes, loosening my tie and popping the top two buttons on my shirt open, I leave her to rest as I find my way to the tray that I have laid out for us. I brought just about everything I could think of in terms of finger foods. I want to entice her taste buds with food first and then my mouth, and maybe other things, if I’m brave enough to venture that far. I’ve let her taste my pre-come from my dick, I was pushing my limits at that point. I’ve only ever let one woman suck my cock, one time. I’ve never told anybody that. My ex-wife, one time when we were in college sucked me. She did it so painfully raking her teeth along it, sucking too hard that it bruised the head of my dick. That was the first and the last time I ever let a woman suck my cock. I don’t even let them touch it with their hands, let alone their mouth. So as much as tonight is for Lex, it’s for me too; too push my own limits.
Purposely clearing her throat, my Angel pulls me out of my thoughts. “Is my Gage going to feed me? I’m hungry.”
Her Gage, I love the way she says that.
“Yes, sweetheart I’m getting it.” I kneel, and pick up the tray, carrying it over to the side of the mat. For our appetizer, I brought shrimp cocktail and spears of lightly steamed asparagus. Both foods I can feed to her. For our main course, I’ve supplied bite sized quiches, and bite sized pieces of prime rib. For dessert, I have sliced cantaloupe, strawberries with whipped cream, chocolate covered strawberries, and chocolates. Lex is a chocolate lover so I couldn’t forget to bring some.
Grabbing a spear of asparagus, I sit beside her. Her head is resting comfortably on a pillow; her back is slightly arched, as a pillow raises her lower back, pressing her breasts up. Leaving her cleavage to spill out in the sexiest way.
Placing the spear to her lips, she opens her mouth and I glide it gently inside, and my dick gets painfully hard as she bites down. The snap sends a shiver up my spine.