Page 39 of Misery In Me

“Nervous… It’s just that it’s been a while.” My voice trembles, my chest heaving as I watch him, watching his fingers slip inside me.

“You’re my girl. All mine. You don’t need to be nervous, because you’ll set the pace.” His finger moves in and out, lightly stroking my walls. “Let me taste you, Ale.”

“Yes,” my hips buck upward when his finger applies gentle pressure inside me and his warm mouth hovers over my clit.

Before he does anything, he gives my clit a tender kiss and whispers. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, so worn out, but then I’m gonna take care of you afterwards.”

“Oka—” his tongue makes a firm stroke and I swear I see stars. Every single swipe of his tongue in time with the thrust of his fingers has me inching toward release, and I want it so bad. “Gage.” I whisper his name like it’s a secret, only for him to hear.

“That’s it, pretty girl.” His praise just makes me wetter for him, and he groans into my pussy. “So wet. Just for me. Only for me.”

“Only for you,” I whimper as his fingers up the pressure. I let myself enjoy the pleasure he gives, knowing that if this ends up all being a mistake, at least it’s one that felt amazing.

The building feeling inside of me is not something I’ve ever felt. This is going to be the fastest I’ve ever come, that’s for sure. Almost like I need to… oh God. “Gage, stop. I’m gonna… oh, fuck!” I throw my head back into the pillows, my eyes tearing up, and let out a low moan as I come.

Warm fluid, trickling at first but soon splashing as Gage’s hand makes contact with my pussy over and over again. “Oh, fuck yes,” and he sits up, continuing to thrust his fingers inside me. “More. Give me more, baby. I’ve never been with someone who can squirt.”

I tense up and look down at him. “You like this?” Gage withdraws his fingers and stares down at his hand and the bedsheets.

“I fuckinglovethis.” He shoves his finger into his mouth, tasting me, his eyes rolling as he sucks my cum off his fingers. “I’m thinking of a late fall wedding. So it won’t be so hot, thoughts?”

I laugh, bringing my foot up to his chest to push him back. But instead he grabs my ankle and kisses the sole of my foot and all the way up, leaving a trail of kisses. His lips brush over my soft belly and linger for a moment.

“What?” I ask, staring down at him.

“She should have been yours, Ale.” Gage kisses my stomach again, then locks eyes with me. I see the longing and regret in his eyes, though I know he doesn’t regret Zoe. He regrets her mother.

So I say the words that have been brewing in my heart aloud. “She is mine, Gage. I just grew her in here.” I take one of his hands and place it on my heart.

“Can I put my baby inside you?” The question is so quiet that I wonder if he meant for me to hear it. But I know he meant for me to hear it because his open palm spreads low on my stomach.

What the hell do I say to that? Do I be logical and tell him no and put a condom on? Or do I accept what my heart wants and give in? Because I want him. I want Zoe, and I want a baby with him.

We’re insane.

I spread my legs wider for him and, noticing that I do, he crawls up the rest of my body and his face hovers over mine. “Ale?” His hand is now on my waist as he pulls me down; our faces are now level with each other. “I need words, baby.”

“All I’ve ever wanted was my own family. A husband and children, and I’ve had to push everything aside for the benefitof other people. I want to be selfish for once. I know you’re an amazing father, Gage, so if it were to happen, I know you’d love them, too. Regardless of what happens between us.” I reach up and cup his cheek, stroking my thumb over the faint scars near his eyebrow. “But I also feel you’re who I was supposed to find first. You and Zoe.”

“I’m gonna be so good to you, baby. To you and our kids.” He leans down and kisses me, a slow, tender kiss. One that calms my nerves and breathes life into whatever we are.

“Gage,” I mumble against his lips.

“Hmm?”

“Make love to me and putyourbaby inside me.”I can’t believe I just said those words out loud.Gage looks over at the monitor to make sure Zoe’s still asleep and then makes his move, pulling his basketball shorts down along with his boxer briefs.

“Fuck, I need you so much.” Gage strokes himself a few times, then positions himself at my entrance. “I should have bought lube for this. If it hurts too much, just tell me to stop.”

I know he’s big. Gage has the length but also the girth and I think that’s what will be most uncomfortable. As if he can sense my worry, he leans forward and spits directly on my pussy.That should not have been so hot.If it had been any other man, I probably would have smacked them, but because it’s him, I just lie there and watch as he drags the tip of his cock through the saliva.

“Oh my God,” I moan as I feel the slight pressure of it notching at my entrance.

“Breathe,” and he pushes forward. Immediately, I tense around the tip of him.

“I need you to relax, Ale. I’m not even halfway inside you yet.” Gage grips my thighs, spreading me open for him, then leans down. “Kiss me, baby; kiss me and open up for me.”

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him, letting him push in a little more, hearing him moan as he pulls back. “So tight, I’m going to come so fast,Hermosa.This perfect pussy is going to get filled over and over again.” I squeeze my eyes shut and breathe, feeling him slowly fill me.

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