His other hand lingered on her knee, slowly dragging his fingers in circles until her leg stopped shaking. Fiona sighed deeply and pushed herself forward until she was sitting on the edge of the counter, then reached down to pull Gage to his feet so she could lean her weight onto his body. Gage wrapped his arm around her waist, hugging her as close to him as possible, kissing the side of her neck. “Yeah, sweetheart. That’s right, just relax,” he whispered into her ear. Fiona exhaled, feeling all her muscles melt in Gage’s secure grasp.
But a few seconds later, she felt her back tense up again, her body stiffening as the bad thoughts from earlier returned. She swallowed hard to dislodge the lump in her throat and pushed slightly at Gage’s chest so she could look into his eyes. “I need more,” she whispered, forcing the words out despite the burn of shame that returned to claw at her heart. Weak. Stupid. Needing some man to help you. How fucking pathetic is that? Fiona’s inner voices taunted her, but she was too exhausted, too wrung-out, to listen to them for more than a couple of seconds.
“Okay,” Gage replied softly, moving his hands to her shoulders to rub at the tension that had just collected there. “Okay, I can do that, no problem.”
“Do you want to?” Fiona asked, staring up into the sweet inviting darkness of Gage’s eyes. “I don’t want to force you. That’s the worst thing….the worst thing I could ever imagine anyone doing.” She cleared her throat and shook her head, willing herself to stay calm and not be ripped back into despair.
Gage placed his hands on either side of Fiona’s head, staring deeply into her eyes as he spoke. “Fiona. Listen to me. No matter what’s happened to you, no matter what’s been done to you, you’re good. You are. I know you think you aren’t, but there’s a light inside of you that’s never gone out. He didn’t touch it. I couldn’t touch it. Nothing could make you bad like him. Nothing.”
Fiona had to close her eyes, not wanting Gage to see the raw emotion that she was sure welled up within. “Thank you,” she murmured, pressing their foreheads together and feeling the warm, reassuring sensation of Gage’s breath hitting her skin. “Thank you,” she said again, blindly leaning forward to kiss the side of his mouth.
Gage kept the kiss soft and gentle for a minute, rubbing the sides of her neck until Fiona sighed into his mouth, opening herself up to his touch. He eventually deepened the kiss, licking inside her and making her moan out softly, feeling a distinctive tightening sensation between her legs that told her that she was far from finished fucking him. “Please,” Fiona whispered, keeping her eyes shut still, even though she was sure he could hear her desperation in her voice. “Please, I need it so badly. Please don’t make me wait. I need it,” she begged, dragging her nails down the skin of Gage’s back.
He answered her pleas by pressing his mouth harder against hers, scooting her back further on the counter but protecting the back of her head from the cabinets with his hand. Gage sucked on her bottom lip, pulling at it gently but firmly before nibbling lightly, causing her to cry out. He swallowed her pathetic noises in his mouth, kissing her deeper and deeper as his hands traveled down to her breasts, squeezing playfully at her nipples with his fingers. “Baby,” he murmured as his mouth slipped to her cheek, traveling up to lick the sensitive skin behind her ear. “I’ll give you what you need,” he whispered into her ear before sucking lightly on her lobe, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her brain.
At this point, Fiona was so overwhelmed, so crushed under the weight of her desire that she could only whimper and thrust her hips forward to brush against Gage’s lower half. Gage pulled back about an inch to grab the condom off the counter, quickly unwrapping it and sliding it down his cock. He pressed their hips together, brushing his covered cock against her still-wet cunt. “You want it?” he whispered as his hand drifted down to grab her legs, encouraging her to tighten their grip around his waist.
“So bad,” she moaned, shoving her hips forward so that he entered her. “Oh! Oh, God!” she cried out as a result of the thick fullness inside of her, spreading her open, making her aware of spots that she’d never felt before. Somehow, Gage had only gotten better at this, either that or Fiona’s body got better at letting him in, accepting him in deep enough to feel pleasure.
“So goddamn tight,” he grunted above her, slipping inside a little more, hissing as her wet cunt enveloped him. “Baby, fuck.”