Page 99 of Pick Me
At this point, Gage’s ability to make sensible words was completely gone. The noises he made were muffled by the pillow but encouraging. I loved bringing him pleasure. And I selfishly enjoyed using his strong, sexy body for my own pleasure.
I spread his tight ass cheeks apart and licked over his hole.
Gage let out a surprisedmeepsound.
“This good?”
“Good, yes.Gnfhhh,” he said as I dove back in with his approval.
His body was warm and soft, pliant and willing. I indulged myself with a long, lingering taste of him. In addition to his usual sea-salt scent, he also smelled a little like the snow and the pine trees around the bed-and-breakfast.
I wondered if he would always keep some of the Key embedded in his skin or if he would gradually begin to smell like everything I loved about living in Vermont.
Someone had already turned on the gas fire in the fireplace opposite the bed, and I felt the warmth of it bathe my bare back as I continued to satisfy myself with Gage’s body. With every swipe of my tongue over his tender entrance, I felt my dick throb harder and harder.
“Baby, you ready for me?” I asked. He was sprawled flat across the bed with his ass in the air. His messy hair and dazed eyes made my heart squeeze tightly in my chest.
“Get inside menow.”
I wanted to laugh. Being with Gage made me giddy and light. He reminded me that I wasnotmy job, that I was so much more than my professional successes, that as long as I had him, I knew I was exactly where I was meant to be.
“Home and permanence,” I whispered. Just like Webb had said, damn him.
“Knox? Are you waiting until I’m as old as you are? Because that’s not how math works, baby.”
He made me so damned happy.
I ran a hand up his spine and followed the trail with kisses. “You’re gorgeous and sexy,” I murmured into his skin. “And I want to spend my life giving you things to feel joyful about.”
Gage turned over onto his back and peered up at me. His face was flushed with pink from exertion now, rather than cold, and I wondered if I’d ever seen anything more beautiful.
“You make me feel like I’ve finally found the place I belong,” he said, echoing my thoughts perfectly. He reached out to grasp my hand, pulled me down on top of him and clasped the sides of my neck. I felt the warm, hard press of his cock against my stomach before he wrapped his legs around me. “I’m happiest when I’m with you,” he added softly.
I leaned down and kissed him slowly at first, but within seconds, the intensity skyrocketed and my cock thrummed insistently to get closer to him, to get inside of him and hold him tight.
As I fumbled with the condom, I thought about a time, hopefully in the near future, when we could get tested and go bare. Just thinking about it made me even less coordinated until Gage started giggling.
“Need help?”
“Shut it, Goodman,” I muttered.
“Shall I fetch you some reading glasses, old man?”
I couldn’t hold back a snort. “Kids today think they’re so funny.”
“Hashtag LOL?”
I shoved his knees up toward his shoulders and met his eyes. They danced with joy and teasing, my favorite Gage expression. “Make your old-man jokes now,” I suggested, pressing inside his body and trying not to groan in satisfaction at the tight squeeze. “I dare you.”
“Knox,” he said on a gasp. “Oh God, yes. Just like that. Fuck.”
Once I was fully inside him, I leaned closer and nipped kisses on the side of his neck while he adjusted to me. Gage’s fingers played in my hair, and he whispered words in my ear about how good I felt, how grateful he was that I’d come after him, and how much he loved me.
Making love to Gage Goodman made everything else in my life fade in comparison. My job, my friends, all the things I’d once found important. As long as I had Gage… I had everything I needed. Happiness, contentment, fun, joy.
“Love you so damned much,” I murmured as I began moving in and out of him. “Thank you for coming back to me.”
His eyes were damp, so I brushed my lips underneath them to catch the spill.
