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“I got it for Ellen,” I explain. “She really enjoyed planning…” I stop myself before I say ‘your birthday party’. I definitely don’t want her thinking about that day.
“Planning what?”
“Parties. She likes planning parties. She’s been taking an event planning course, so I figure I’d surprise her once she’s done.”
Her smile widens then turns into a smirk.
“Then I’d say that birthday BJ offer may be on the table after all.”
Fuck.
I move forward, forcing her to step back until she’s trapped against the wall. She giggles but stops short when I grab her thighs and lift her off the floor. She grinds on my dick as it presses against her. I take her lips, more forceful than before, but still not as hard as I want to. She lets out a soft whimper, gripping me with her thighs. Her fingers weave through my hair as her tongue lashes out, forcing its way between my lips. I can’t help it; I reach under her shirt and palm her breast. Instead of recoiling, her back arches. I don’t know how I’m doing it, but I restrain myself from freeing her breasts from that damn sports bra.
“Gage…” she moans as I kiss down her neck.
I never love my name more than when it’s coming from her lips. “Fuck, Raven. I want you so fucking bad.”
“You do?”
I pull back and stare at her incredulously. “How the fuck is that a question?”
Her gaze drops but I grab her chin, forcing her to look at me. “Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to lie next to you every night and not touch you? To wake up every morning with your ass pressed against my hard dick?”
With a timid shake of her head, she whispers, “No.”
“Hard, Raven. Damn near impossible. There’s nothing I want more than to lose myself in you. To make you mine in every way.”
“Soon, Gage. I promise.”
“I’m not trying to pressure you, doll. I’ll wait. Just know this: Idowant you.” I move closer, resting my forehead on hers, keeping our gazes locked. “I’ll always want you.”
***Raven***
“Make sure you grab his balls. Guys like that.”
I roll my eyes even though she can’t see me. “I’ve given a blow job before, Toni.”
“I know that. You haven’t given one to aman, though. Especially a man like Gage.”
“She’s right,” Chrissy chimes in.
I’m really starting to regret this three-way phone call. We’ve been talking for an hour, and most of the time has been spent with them giving me pointers on everything sex-related.
“Bonus if you swallow…or at least let him come in your mouth.”
“You told me it was disgusting,” I fire back at Toni. I teased Gage with it before, but I just wanted to see his reaction. I’ve never actually done it.
“Yeah, but that’s not the point. The point ishe’lllike it.”
“Chrissy, have you done it?” I ask.
“Nope. I ain’t putting no man’s dick in my mouth. Uh-unh…sorry.”
“You mean…not even Ron?”
“Nope. Not even him. I don’t know where his dick has been.”
“True,” I reply, thinking about all the women Gage has been with…all the Hounds. I shudder at the thought.
