Page 17 of Losing Hope

She tightened the grip she had on his forearms, her nails digging into his tender flesh, pushing her body up as she pulled him down. His cock instantly hardened at the desperation in her touch. Darkness invaded, his concern disappearing as he greedily raked his eyes down her body. The muscles in his arms bunched as he pushed himself up into a kneeling position. Her nails dragged down his arms lightly with the motion, the sensation urging himon.

He took her hands and, bending over her, raised them above her head, his hands pushing down onto hers to add pressure. “Keep them there.”

He tilted his head, watching for a response from her. She nodded quickly, a breathy response falling from her lips. “Okay.”

His grip loosened then, his fingers grazing lazily down the length of her arms until he reached the juncture of her chest. He stretched his hands wide and moved them languidly down the outside of her tiny frame, his touch soft feeling her skin blaze hotter under his fingers. His hands continued, spanning wide across her stomach and then up and over her peaked breasts.

She moaned as his hands grazed over her hardened nipples, her eyes sliding shut. “Yes, like that, Gage.”

When his hands reached her neck, she moaned, and he swept his tongue against her lips. Her hands rose involuntarily to gather him, but before she could touch him, his hand flew out and pushed hers back to thebed.

“Nope.” He shook his head back and forth, his fingers grasping her chin, his lips nipping hers. “This is me touchingyou.”

Not waiting for a response, he splayed his hand wide, dragging it down her center, his teeth following, nipping lightly where his hand had just been. She trembled under his touch, a low whimper floating from her, her hands twitching to stay locked above her head. He trailed his hands lower, reaching her feet and gently pulling her sneakers off. He ran his tongue up the arch of her foot and smiled as her body jerked in response. A gravelly chuckle rumbled from his throat as he ran his hands up the outside of her legs and then back across the span of her waist again.

He slid his tongue over her belly button and swirled around the small diamond that sat there. He flicked his tongue over it lightly and looked up at her through his lashes, growling, “I like this. Unexpected. Sexy.”

He darted his tongue over it again as his fingers worked to unclasp the button and unzip her jeans. Dragging his tongue down away from the belly ring, he grazed it along the seam of her panties and pushed her jeans down. Her hips lifted off the bed as he slipped them down past her ass, pulling them off entirely.

With him now standing beforeher, Hope locked her eyes on his. She watched his hands move to the button of his own jeans now— unclasping, unzipping, shoes toed off, material sliding down onto the floor. His erection strained against the front of the tight boxer briefs he wore, and she couldn’t help the groan that escaped when he wrapped his hand over the width and adjusted it. She wanted that insideher.

“Come here,” she mewled out, trying to contain the desperation she felt. “What are you waiting for?” Frustration and need laced her question.

His gaze travelled up her body and stopped at her eyes. “You’re beautiful, Hope. I know you’ve probably been told that a hundred times, maybe a thousand. But, Jesus, you really are fucking gorgeous.”

She sat up, her heart stuttering at his compliment, surprise temporarily claiming her voice. “I… Gage…”

He stalked to the side of the bed and sat down next to her. “Kiss me, Hope.”

His voice was rough, needy, and full of lust. She didn’t hesitate; she couldn’t deny him when she wanted it just as much. As she pressed her lips to his, they both groaned in need. His hands came up and threaded tenderly through her hair as their kiss intensified. She pushed into the kiss, applying pressure to his arms, urging him onto his back. In one fluid motion, she straddled him and rubbed her core against his hard length.

He growled softly into her mouth as she released a guttural moan. She slid back and forth over him, her panties becoming soaked from the motion, her pussy wet and aching with need. Their teeth clacked together as they moved roughly, their greed for one another becoming frenzied. His hand pressed against her lower back, urging her to ride him harder. She arched, allowing her clit to rub roughly against him. His hands gripped onto her hips suddenly, holding them in place as he tore his lips fromhers.

“I’m going to come right now if you move another inch.” His face was flushed as a bead of sweat weaved its way slowly down his forehead toward his eye. She leaned forward and licked at the bead, the salty flavor coating her tongue. Lifting her hips slowly off his throbbing cock, she slung her leg over so she was on her knees besidehim.

“Okay.” A sly smile graced her mouth. “It’s my turnthen.”

“For wh—” His question was answered when she placed both her hands wide on his chest and fanned her fingers through the hair sprinkled there.

“My turn to touch you.” She leaned over and kissed him lightly before dragging her mouth over the light stubble coating his chin and neck. She ran her tongue slowly down the arc of his neck to his shoulder where the tribal tattoo started. Using her finger, she followed the path of the tattoo, her tongue chasing behind, nipping and licking as it went. When she reached his bicep and the end of the tattoo, she lifted his hand and kissed each fingertip before placing his index finger in her mouth and sucking, her teeth grazing lightly as she pulled it out with apop.

His cock jerked in approval at the attention she bestowed on his finger. He arched an eyebrow at Hope. “Perhaps not quite the angel I thought youwere?”

She raised her eyebrows, feigning innocence, and crawled up his body, where she kissed along the other side of his neck until she reached the Celtic cross on his shoulder. Her body lay across his as she moved her finger to trace the outline of the cross, this time, her tongue licking his nipple before finally sweeping down the length of the cross. She moved back to his nipple, dragging her fingernail around its edge before moving her tongue to flick over its raised peak. His head rolled back as another low growl escaped.

A satisfied smile stretched across Hope’s face as she moved to straddle him again. She stationed herself just above his jutting cock and reached around to undo the clasp of her bra, sliding the straps down her arms and dropping it to the floor. As she lowered her hands, he raised his, cupping each heavy mound and kneading softly. He positioned his fingers so that he could pinch each raised nipple simultaneously, resulting in a long ‘oooh’fromHope.

Her hips slid back as she arched into his touch, her ass grazing the top of his length. His hips flexed, and it bounced harder into her backside. She leaned forward, placing her hands flat on his chest, and lid down his body. Her breasts fell from his hands, and she raked her fingernails delicately down his abs until she reached the indent of his waist. When she looked up at him, she knew the angelic look in her eyes was longgone.

“This is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.” She leaned over and ran her tongue down one of the v-sided grooves until she hit the edge of his boxers before licking back up the other side. She could feel his cock twitch under her chest as she moved, and she reveled in the pleasure she was givinghim.

“We’re even then, ‘cause I think you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he growledout.

She smiled up at him as she continued to trail her tongue down the groove again, but this time, she pulled the boxers low and continued her journey south. Pulling the boxers lower still, finally freeing his cock, she quickly imprisoned it again as she slid her tongue and then her lips overhim.

He grasped onto her hair and groaned loudly as her hot mouth enveloped him. “Holy shit. That feels incredible.”

Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock before she sucked it back into her throat and swallowed, another long groan echoing around the room. Bobbing her head up and down, her wet mouth sliding back and forth, his grip tightened in her hair the faster she went. Her pussy was throbbing even though he was the one being touched. She could tell he was getting close by the trigger action of his hips thrusting into her mouth. She hummed around his cock, knowing the vibration would push him over the edge. Instead of the deep push she was expecting, he pulled back quickly, his cock popping out of her mouth.

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