Page 22 of Power Move
Smile shy again, he hands me a condom and the lube. “I want that.”
I pour some lube onto my fingers and into his palm. “How about I work you open and you get me ready?”
He nods and curls his hand around me, jacking me from base to tip. I circle his hole with my finger, then slip the tip inside. We both lean in, our lips seeking each other.
Sage moans when I sink my finger fully inside him, then rocks into me when I add another. We kiss longer and deeper before I add a third, and the way he rocks against me indicates that he’s ready. He rolls the condom down my shaft and slicks me up.
I slide my hand free of his body, then hike his leg over my arm, catching his knee beneath my elbow. My cock kisses his hole, and I ease in, slow, watching Sage’s eyes. They close on a groan of pleasure. Catching his other leg the same way allows me to sink in deeper as I almost fold him in half.
We both moan. He feels amazing. And I’m afraid I won’t last. I angle my hips, sliding almost all the way out, then thrust back in. He clutches at my back. “Again, please.”
Another slow retreat and thrust. I roll my hips. Again and again. He’s so tight.
Sage’s breath hitches. His fingers dig into my back. Another roll of my hips pushes another gasp from his lips. “Faster, please.”
I speed up, rocking into him, faster and faster, my heart pounding, a flash of warmth consuming me. “Damn, you’re gorgeous.”
He tosses his head back. “Gonna come.”
Desperate to please him, I go harder. The head of his dick keeps brushing my stomach. On a gasp, Sage tosses his head back, his body arches, and his release spurts between us.
I’m nearly there. I change the angle, trying to get just a bit deeper. Sage clenches around me, and I’m gone. I press my hips into his ass, my cock as deep inside him as I can be, my release pulsing into the condom. Tingling pleasure floods my body, andI’m floating as sparkles dot my vision and Sage anchors me home.
Once my system settles, I slip free of him with a kiss, and then deal with the condom, and get a warm washcloth to clean us up. Sage’s sated smile when he welcomes me back to bed is endearing. I finally have him where I wanted him, in my bed and in my arms.
And I fall asleep with his breath on my neck and a smile on my face.
Sunlight on my face and Sage kissing my chest rouses me from sleep. I cup the back of his head, sliding my fingers into his thick hair. “Morning.”
Featherlight touches skim my cheek. Sage presses a kiss there too. “Morning.”
“Sleep okay?”
“So good, I may never leave this bed.” He rolls on top of me, settling in between my legs.
I run my hand along his back, the warmth of his skin soaking into my palm. “You’re welcome to it anytime.”
He stretches, arching his back, his arms over his head. A naked Sage in my bed is very tempting. “What do you want to do today?”
“Breakfast. Maybe watch a movie. Have a lazy day. You want in on that?”
“Sounds amazing.” He kisses me. Then he works his hands down my torso, disappearing beneath the covers. My morning wood is very interested in his destination.
Before he can get there, I capture his hand. “I want in on this too.”
I hit the playlist from last night on his phone, and the room fills with a sensual rhythm.
We kiss, working each other’s cocks, rocking against each other, like we have all the time in the world. I want more mornings like this with him.
He comes a second before I do, and we hold each other close, listening to the music, until the urge to get cleaned up drives me from the bed. I pull him with me into the shower, we have fun sudsing each other up in there, then I let him borrow a shirt and sweats, because seeing him in my clothes is the sexiest thing ever.
We strip the sheets, then make the bed together. Smoothing down the blankets, he asks, “Do you think I’ll be sent down?”
“If I were running things, I’d keep you. And that’s not me being biased. You deserve a spot up here. We’ll see how people feel at practice tomorrow. I’d expect to hear something then.” I press kisses to his shoulder, his neck, his cheek. His lips. “You played well. You made differences. The team won’t forget that.”
February is almost over. There’s only a month and a half of games left. We need to do everything we can to win, and try to make it back into the playoffs. Everyone from the front office to my teammates wants that. The guys who can give us the best shot are the ones who should play.
He winds his arms around my neck. “Regardless of what happens, I really liked being your teammate.”
