Page 106 of Beyond the Cage
“What’s that one for?” Raven asks.
“It’s eleven fifty-nine. I told you I’d be inside you at midnight.”
She swallows hard. Ignoring the alarm, I step between her legs, and kick off my boxers. Her eyes widen as she stares at my dick. The damn thing jumps, and she hasn’t even touched it. Fuck. It’s been too long. I roll the condom on, grab her thighs, and pull her to me.
“Try to relax.”
“’Kay.” She nods nervously.
I grab the base of my dick, and push at her entrance. She goes rigid, her pussy clamping down on the head. I close my eyes with a groan.
“Sorry,” she whispers.
“Don’t be. Just wait a few seconds before you do that again.”
Utilizing patience I didn’t know I had, I slowly work my way inside her, inch by excruciating inch. I just want to bury my dick inside her. She’s so wet, so tight, she has me wanting to break my condom rule. I want to feel her. Ineedto feel her – no barrier.
Placing my palms on the bed on either side of her head, I stop mid-way, giving her some time to adjust.
“Don’t stop,” she begs.
I grab her thigh and sink deep, moaning when I bottom out. She cries out, scratching at my shoulders.
“Gage!”
She tightens around me, trying to pull away.
“Don’t move. Just relax. You’ll be fine,” I force through gritted teeth. It’s taking every ounce of strength I have to not pound into her until I come. Without even the first stroke, I know this is it. From now on, this is the only pussy for me. She’s the only woman I need. I stare down at her, wondering how this little woman could make such a big impact on my life in such a short time. And all without me fucking her. Maybe I knew—even from the beginning—how special she is. If I’d given in and fucked her, I probably would have dropped her a long time ago without a second thought. And we wouldn’t be where we are today. Shit. I have an old lady. A beautiful—inside and out—old lady, with the tightest, wettest pussy I’ve had in my life.
“Better?” I ask hopefully.
She nods, and I move as carefully as I can. With each tentative stroke, I fall deeper and deeper under her spell. When she clenches around me, my restraint snaps. I can’t hold back anymore. Grabbing her thighs, I slide in and out of her, groaning when I hear her whimpers.
“Gage…”
“You okay, babe?”
“Yes…don’t stop.”
Lifting her into my arms, I lie on the bed, making her straddle me.
“Dios…” She throws her head back.
As much as I love seeing her in that cut, it’s blocking my view. After sliding it off her shoulders, I toss it aside. Without prompting, she begins to ride me, placing her hands on my chest. Back and forth she slides, grinding her mound into my pelvis. I reach up and palm her tits, squeezing the firm flesh. She moans, and I pinch both nipples, slightly twisting them. Crying out, she places her hands on top of mine.
“Fuck, Raven. You feel amazing.”
Trailing one hand down her stomach, I press on her clit with my thumb. As I begin making small circles, she moves faster.
“Sí…right there,papi.”
Gripping her hip with my free hand, I sink my fingertips into her flesh. Her breathing accelerates and she begins to moan continuously. I know she’s close.
“Oh, my God…Oh, my God. I..I’m…I’m…Gage!”
Her pussy begins to spasm around me, squeezing the fuck out of my dick.
“Fuck!”
