Page 96 of Courtside

He felt the exact moment when she tipped over the edge.

Her body tensed, went suddenly still, and then tremors wracked her entire body, starting from between her legs and radiating outward. Her mouth opened anddamnithe’d been right, unable to hold back his own choked shout as she came with a silent scream.

“Take it,” he panted, hands steady on her hips as she rode out the orgasm, feeling the throbbing demand of his own body that begged to follow her. “Take what you need from me.”

Her movements slowed, the sound of her labored breaths filling the thick air between them.

He needed to come.Fuck,he needed it. He glanced down at where his hard cock stood lewdly at attention behind his fly. Looking back up at Sage, he found her glazed eyes were on him.

“Can I,” he began, removing a hand from her hip and moving to the button at his waist.

Sage inhaled sharply. “Fuck yes,” she breathed. “Show me.”

As David brought both hands up to free himself from his jeans, Sage shifted back to straddle his thighs, leaving enough room between them for them both to have a perfect view.

A groan rumbled in his throat as he took himself in hand, shoving his briefs down and out of the way.

This wasn’t the time for slow and indulgent, even though with Sage’s gaze fixed on his fist a part of him wanted to put on a show. To make it good for her.

But he couldn’t hold back. He began to stroke himself, rough and quick, gripping tightly enough that it hurt a little bit. Just the way he liked it.

He wasn’t going to last, so he watched Sage, letting her fuel the pleasure that already burned through him. He took in the dark, damp circles over her nipples where his mouth had been on her. He took in the pink flush of her bare skin. He took in the way she watched his fist like she was committing his movements to memory. Like she wanted to learn what pleased him as much as he wanted to know how to please her.

David came with a strangled moan, sharp heat searing down his spine as his release coated his fist. Pulse after pulse of pleasure leaving him stuck in that timeless place just after orgasm for what felt like entire minutes.

He hadn’t realized that he’d closed his eyes until he opened them and found Sage staring at him with rapt attention, her tongue licking across her lower lip as she glanced between his face and the absolute mess he’d made of himself.

David watched, frozen, still trying to convince his lungs to work properly, as Sage reached down and grabbed his wrist where he still gripped his softening cock. He let her lift his hand up, not fully comprehending what was happening until she drew two of his fingers into her lush mouth.

She held eye contact with him as she licked his hand clean — finger by finger.

If he was a younger man, he’d be hard and ready to go again, but as it was his cock barely mustered a half-hearted twitch as her tongue worked against his skin.

When she was done, she pressed a tender kiss to his palm.

“You’re fucking incredible,” David breathed, slumping back against the couch to enjoy the view of her above him.

Her swollen mouth curved up in a smile that was almost shy. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she said, and then immediately was overtaken by a yawn.

David squeezed her thighs. “You tired?”

“Mmhm.” She tilted toward him, laying her head on his shoulder and nosing against his throat. “Want to stay?”

Of course he wanted to stay. But he had plans with this woman.

“Yes,” he said, kissing her mussed hair. “But not tonight.”

“Why not?”

“Because I want to take you on a real date first.”

She huffed. “Lame.”

David pinched her thigh, grinning when she squeaked in protest. “Shut up, Lefty.”

Sage climbed off of him, obviously reluctant to separate them. Standing between his thighs, she leaned forward and braced herself on his knees. Her lips brushed his in a soft kiss. “I’m pretty fucking happy right now,” she whispered.

Before she could move away from him, David wrapped his arms around the back of her thighs. He wasn’t ready to end the closeness between them.

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