Page 105 of Beyond the Cage
He kisses down my neck, licking my skin as he goes. A warm breath expelled on my nipple, makes me writhe beneath him. I’ll be begging sooner than he thinks. He pulls my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.
“Gage!” I cry out when he bites into it.
“Again,” he growls, sinking his teeth into it once more.
“Gage!”
He moves to the other, relentlessly sucking and licking. My back arches as his hand glides down, sliding between my lips. When he nudges my legs farther apart, I move up to my elbows, watching as his head descends. He falls to his knees, wrapping his arms around my thighs as he licks his lips. He keeps our gazes locked, leans forward, and licks my clit. My head falls back and I whimper, marveling at the new sensation.
“Look at me,” he commands.
Swallowing hard, I lift my head, and watch as he slides his tongue between my lips. My thighs tremble. My stomach muscles lock up.
“You taste better than I imagined.”
He flails his tongue against my clit, and then pulls it into his mouth, sucking on my already sensitive flesh.
“Oh, God!”
I thread my fingers in his hair, grabbing and pulling a handful. I don’t know how to deal with the pleasure coursing through my body, yet he intensifies it, sliding a finger inside me.
“Fuck,” he groans when I clench around it. “So wet…” he flicks his tongue on my clit as he begins to move his finger in and out. “So fucking tight.”
Slowly, he works another finger in. Whimpering, I try to force his head back down. He chuckles, pressing on my clit with the thumb of his free hand.
“You like my tongue, babe?”
“Fuck, yes!”
He chuckles again, slowly finger fucking me.
“Beg for it.”
“Please, Gage,” I plead. “Please, I want your tongue.” Leaning forward once more, he devotes his attention to my clit. He licks, swipes, sucks, and swirls, driving me to the breaking point.
“Gage, I’m coming!”
He withdraws his fingers, sucking on my clit until my legs stop quivering. Falling back on the bed, I stare up at the ceiling, trying to get my hammering heart to calm down. Then, he appears over me, a smirk on his gorgeous face.
“Ready?”
Fuck. Me.
***Gage***
I lick my lips, savoring her taste. Fuck. I foresee myself spending a hell of a lot of time with my face buried in her pussy. The woman tastes like Heaven. Now that I’ve had the appetizer, it’s time for the main course. She stares up at me, just a bit of fear in her beautiful eyes.
“There’s nothing to worry about, doll.”
“I know. I want this, Gage. I want you.”
“You want my dick?”
“Yes. Please, Gage. I can’t wait any more. Fuck me, please.”
“That’s all I needed to hear, babe.”
I drop a gentle kiss on her lips, then retrieve a condom from the nightstand. As I rip the wrapper with my teeth, my phone alarm goes off in my jacket.
