“You caught me off guard there.” He states.
“Maybe, or maybe I just trust you.” I say honestly.
His eyes darken.
“Are you serious or are you just trying to get me into bed?” He smiles.
“Both.” I answer.
Gaige rolls me onto my back and takes my mouth.
“Right, that’s it, you’ve been warned. Security!” Is yelled over the speaker.
We ignore it and carry on kissing. We don’t move until we are escorted off of the rink. The entire time we are laughing.
He drives us to his place and parks up.
“I will make us some dinner since we didn’t get to have any after skating.” He states.
I lick my bottom lip.
“I'm not hungry for dinner.”
The muscle in Gaige’s jaw ticks. He jumps from the truck and opens my door. He grabs me and drags me up to his front door.
Once it’s unlocked he pins me to the wall. His eyes search mine.
“Do you trust me Esme?” He asks.
“I trust you with all of my heart Gaige.” I whisper.
He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. He takes my mouth, kissing me, owning me.
He carries me upstairs and lays me down on the bed. He removes my boots, tights, and panties. I sit up and remove my dress while Gaige takes off his clothes.
He crawls on top of me and kisses up my body. I moan.
“I need to feel you.” He says before sliding into me.
I gasp, feeling him stretch me.
He kisses me slowly, nipping my bottom lip. He doesn’t move.
“Gaige. Please.” I beg.
He moves his hips slowly as he kisses and bites my neck. I scratch my nails down his back. The feeling is almost too much to bare.
“Gaige, more please.” I moan.
“You want this?” He groans, thrusting hard.
“Oh god yes!” I cry.
“More?” He asks, swivelling his hips.
“More.” I moan.
He thrusts harder, his relentless power hitting my g spot over and over. I can’t take it anymore; my orgasm crashes over me, hitting me hard.