advantage, devouring her by small degrees. Never had a kiss made her feel as if she were being claimed. In some basic, predatory way, that was what Gage was doing. She didn’t know what it meant, and she refused to analyze it to death. All Summer wanted to do was feel. To feel Gage’s perfect body beneath hers, his hard cock between her thighs, pressing and insistent.
Summer broke the kiss and traveled butterfly kisses around his firm jaw, his chin, his throat, then finally to his perfectly chiseled chest. She spent a greedy amount of time licking and caressing his pectorals before drifting down over his abdomen to his jutting erection—where she most wanted to be.
Summer’s gaze clashed with Gage’s when she took his cock in her hand and squeezed. Raw need transformed his features. Gone was the tender lover. The hungry man staring at her now turned her blood to molten lava. His hands moved to her hair. As he grasped handfuls and pushed her toward the purple, swollen head of his cock, Summer smiled. She opened her mouth wide and sucked him deep.
Gage’s hips flexed. “Fuck, baby.”
Taking her time, Summer licked the slit in the tip, tasting a pearl of moisture. Gage groaned as she released his cock and then let her voracious tongue lick his balls.
“Suck on them, Summer.”
Only too happy to obey his rough command, Summer cupped the soft orbs in her hand, opened wide and slipped them between her lips. Gage’s fingers tightened in her hair as she sucked hard, grazing lightly with her teeth. She luxuriated in his masculine flavor.
He cursed and mashed her face against his groin. The untamed reaction had her own desire spiraling out of control. Summer wiggled, and his hold on her gentled. She released them, then brought his cock back to her mouth, playfully licking and suckling. Gage’s entire attitude shifted.
“You’re a tease. Do you want this hot, little mouth fucked?”
Summer let her silence speak for her.
Gage held her head and thrust. She gagged, forcing Gage to withdraw. “Relax, sweetheart. You can take me.” He slid in again, slower this time. When his cock hit the back of her throat, she hollowed her cheeks and flattened her tongue, allowing his engorged cock to slip deeper. He cursed and pulled free of her hungry mouth.
“So Goddamn sweet. You like this, don’t you? Say it,” he demanded. “You like having your mouth fucked?”
“Yes, Gage.”
“Touch your pussy and tell me if you’re wet.”
Summer let the fingers of one hand drift between her thighs. When she encountered the swollen, wet folds of her pussy, she let out a whimper.
“Tell me,” he urged as he slid the head of his cock over her lower lip.
“Yes, I’m wet.”
“Son of a bitch, I want to fuck you.”
“I’m on the Pill.” It was dumb to have sex without a condom. Summer knew that, but she couldn’t seem to remember why. All she wanted was Gage, sinking deep.
Gage’s eyes turned tender as he whispered, “Naughty temptress.” When he pushed his cock between her lips once more, Summer eagerly surrendered.
“Good girl, now play with that lovely cunt for me while I fuck this pretty mouth.”
Swirling her finger around her clit, Summer tried to concentrate on not coming too soon. Gage let his cock travel over her tongue. While her fingers played, Gage’s rhythm increased. He held her head still as he pumped against her face, burying his cock inside her mouth. He smoothed her sweat-soaked hair back and groaned her name, then thrust once more. Summer spiraled out of control as Gage shouted her name. At the same instant, his hot come hit her tongue. She drank his salty fluid, licking him clean, before she slipped two fingers inside her pussy. Summer burst wide open. The unyielding hold his hands had on her head loosened, and she collapsed against him.
Strong hands lifted her until she blanketed his large, powerful body. “Damn, Summer. You’re something, you know that?”
His hoarse voice and stunned
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