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“I’m almost in. You’re doing so well, Angel.”
“It feels unbelievable.” I pant, my hands gripping the backs of my thighs, opening myself up for him.
“I know, sweetheart, I’m going to make it even better, stay with me. Don’t succumb yet, not until I get you worked in. Look at me.”
I tilt my head up and see the smile on his face. Holding me hostage with his eyes, I lose myself in the abyss of his powerful all-consuming soul, as it locks onto mine.
Gliding in the rest of the way, his thickness bottoms out inside of me.
“You okay? Does it hurt tonight?”
I shake my head. “No, it feels so good. No pain at all.” I reassure him with a lazy smile.
“Angel, when you came earlier did you ejaculate?”
“I had an orgasm.”
“Yes, sweetheart I know, but did you release?”
“No.”
“This isn’t going to take long then. You’re so damn tight. Fuck. I’m going to tip you over that edge, Angel. Do you want me to push you over? Do you want that?”
“Yes, make me come, Gage, make love to me.” I whimper, and he leans over taking my mouth in a deep kiss, swirling his tongue with mine he thrusts into me, long, hard, body rocking thrusts, hammering deep. Plowing into that sweet button over and over, I fall into euphoria, his mouth tangled with mine. I’m lost in sensations of climatic proportions.
“That’s it, Angel, let go.” Driving into me, I heave out breaths, his forehead resting on mine. Gage’s hands hold my hips, pounding into me fast and hard.
“I’m…” He plunges his tongue into my mouth, wickedly capturing it, owning it, making love to it, as skillfully as he is my body.
My sac tightens and I feel him tense too. We are both close.
Retracting his tongue he whispers, his lips brushing mine. “I know you’re ready. I need you to come, now. I’m going to go.”
Grabbing ahold of my lady, he starts to rapidly fist her up and down.
“I’m…I’m…”
“Come.” He orders and I let go. Covering my mouth with my hand, I scream, shattering into a million pieces. Come erupts out of lady, pulse after pulse landing on my stomach. A deep chest growl bellows out of Gage as his face contorts and turns red. Jerking into me, he releases his hot seed.
Maybe a minute passes and we are both still watching each other, coming down from an incredible high.
“Don’t clean me up.” I’m the first to speak and he laughs.
“Awe, why not? You didn’t like me cleaning you up last night?”
“I did, but I want us both to take a bath together and then go to sleep. We both have to work tomorrow.”
Pulling out of me, he helps me off the counter and we both dip into the bathtub together.
“You do know I don’t take baths.”
“You do know that we will stand up and shower here in a moment.” I tease.
“Okay, you know something else?”
“What?”
“I love you, more and more each day we’re together.”
I blush. How did I get a man so dang sweet?
“You want to know something too?”
“Yeah?”
“I feel the same way.”
Washing each other and eventually showering off after the tub turns ice cold, we hop out. He slides on a pair of pj bottoms and I wear an ivory silk nightgown. Both of us find our own sides of the bed and slip under the soft covers. Scooching over to my side, he spoons me, draping his arm over my side, his hand resting on stomach.
Kissing my hair, he whispers, “Goodnight, my Angel.”
“Goodnight, my Suit Master.”
I close my eyes, and relish in the safe feeling of having the man I love, holding me in his arms.
Chapter Thirty
Thursday
Gage: How was the doctor’s appointment?
Me: Went well, says Roni is about eight weeks pregnant. Healthy. Single baby. Worried because she’s gained like ten pounds already. Lol. I told her it was all the candy bars she keeps eating.
Gage: I know. I thought when you asked me to drop off five Kit-Kats yesterday you were kidding. How are you doing? Sore?
Me: No Gage, I’m fine.
Gage: You’re sure? I didn’t mean to well…you know.
Me: Hurt me?
Gage: See… I knew it, you are hurt. I’m coming over.
Me: No, you’re not, honey. I’m fine. We just got back to the office. Daniel and I have lots of work to do. And don’t you have an entire day of secretary interviews to do?
Gage: No. I have six left and I can cancel them all if I have to. I’m sorry, Angel.
Me: Stop being sorry and hire a new secretary. I would like to see my boyfriend more than once this week. Should have thought about firing Megan, after you had somebody else lined up.