Page 28 of Unexpected Love

I haven’t lied to him when I say my life is a mess. Gage is a good man and the sex is out of this world—making for a very dangerous combination. A girl could get used to leaning on a man like him. But I can’t ask anyone to stand by my side while I deal with my parents and Brian.

Gage’s arms tighten around me for just a moment, his heart beating rapidly against my ear. “I haven’t done my job verywell if you’re thinking that hard right now.” His voice rumbles through his chest.

“Au contraire, my friend. You’ve done your job very well.” I smile against him. I give myself another minute to catch my breath before pushing myself up, my thighs still straddling his hips, his softening cock pressed between us. “I’m going to be sore tomorrow. In all the best places.” I lean forward, pressing a kiss to his lips.

Gage takes control quickly, rolling us so I’m under him. Something else I’ve learned during this sex marathon—giving up control to Gage Flynn is something I should’ve done the second he pulled me into his house. This man knows exactly what he’s doing, and I’ve benefited from that multiple times this evening.

“Oh, Rebel. Friends is definitely not the right word for us.”

“Hmm, probably not, but it will have to do for now.”

I glance at the clock on his dresser. It’s late, or I guess, technically, it’s early—really early.

After Gage brought me to his room and made good on his promise of fucking me until I forgot everything but his name, we took a quick break to grab a snack from his kitchen. Where Gage bent me over the counter and made sure the only thing I would remember was the way he felt inside me.

Back in his room he pretended to give me back control by letting me ride him—only for him to remind me how good it feels to relinquish my control.

Four times in one night is a new record for me, and the amount of orgasms will likely go down as the most I’ll ever have in one night.

Gage Flynn is very much a generous lover.

While I want to stay here and continue this night, the timer has run out. It’s time to return to the real world and get home.

If Declan came home last night, I’m sure he’s wondering where I am. Though, knowing him, if he came home to find theliving room the way I left it—like I’d only run out for a minute—he would have called the police when I didn’t come home. The fact that it’s been silent likely means Declan didn’t make it home—something I refuse to think about more.

“I should get home. I don’t want Declan to worry.”

“Hmm,” Gage hums, his eyes bouncing around my face. He must find whatever he’s looking for because he leans down, pressing a quick kiss to my lips before pushing himself up and rolling off the bed. “Let’s grab a quick shower and then I’ll drive you home.”

“You don’t have to drive me. It’s just down the street.” I watch Gage walk around his room, not a care in the world about his nakedness. And I have to admit, I don’t blame him. The man is built like a Greek God—tall and lean, muscles rippling. Seriously drool-worthy.

He smirks over his shoulder at me still lying on the bed, the sheet pulled up to cover my chest. “Did you forget you weren’t wearing shoes when you showed up at my door?”

“Right.” I sit up, bringing my knees to my chest as I watch him move around, taking care of the condom and grabbing clean clothes from his dresser before throwing them on the foot of the bed. “Okay, a ride home would be much appreciated.”

Gage stalks over to me, grabbing my arm and pulling me to the side of the bed. He leans over, placing his balled fists on the outsides of my legs, caging me in. “Let’s maybe try to avoid walking in the cold December air without shoes again, all right?” There’s a slight smile on his face, but I see the concern in his eyes. I know he wants to ask about what had me showing up at his door in that state. But I also know he won’t press.

I push at his chest, giving myself room to stand from the bed, the sheet dropping from around me. “Well, that won’t be an issue. This was a one-time thing, remember?”

“Mm-hmm,” he hums, his gaze moving down my body, not an ounce of shame as he blatantly takes his fill. “One night,” he says as his eyes land back on mine. He smirks again before bending and throwing me over his shoulder, slapping my ass. “Since you haven’t left, it’s still only one night if we have one more round in the shower.”

“Gage!” I shout in surprise but laugh when he jogs to the bathroom, placing me on the counter as he moves to turn on the shower. “How do you still have the energy?” I mumble against his lips when he’s back in front of me, standing between my legs.

He shrugs, his lips moving over my jaw and down my neck, nibbling at my skin along the way. “You’ve bewitched me. I can’t seem to get enough.”

Gage doesn’t give me time to respond before lifting me and stepping into the shower, making me forget everything but his name yet again.

Luckily for me,Declan didn’t make it home last night. So when Gage pulls up in front of Declan’s house, I turn and thank him. It’s not just for the sex—though, that was amazing and something I won’t be forgetting any time soon. No, I’m thanking him for helping me find myself again. For helping me take back the power I gave my parents and temporarily lost after the incident with Brian. Not that I explain any of that to him.

Gage laughs, leaning over the center console, kisses my lips and whispers, “Any time.”

I smile at him before getting out and running up the front walk to Declan’s house. Only turning around when I’m inside, giving Gage a quick wave when I see him watching me.

I close the door, fall against it, and smile—something I haven’t done much of lately. Catching the time from the clock on the mantel, I shake myself from my thoughts and move to the couch where I left my mess from the night before.

It’s only seven o’clock. I have a few hours before I’m supposed to be at Scott’s for the weekly family breakfast. But with Declan not coming home and me not having a car in town, I quickly decide to text Emily to see if she and Caleb can pick me up on their way.

I could walk—Scott only lives a few blocks away—but it’s cold outside and I don’t really feel like freezing, not after my adventure last night.

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