Page 85 of Silver Secrets

“So beautiful, Red. Do you feel comfortable?”

“Yes,” she whispered as the room disappeared behind her eyelids.

“Good. Are you going to keep wearing my shirt, or do you want to slip it off before we begin?”

“Oh.” The thought of being completely naked in front of Gage had Sloane’s hips rolling, her thighs clamping together to provide some relief for the ache budding between her legs.

“Does that turn you on? The thought of being naked in front of me? The idea that you’d be torturing me, lying there under my sheets, the cool fabric touching every inch of you that I’m dying to touch?”

The shirt was originally a piece of armor for her. A blanket of safety. But now it felt too stifling. Too constricting. She wanted nothing between her and the bedding. Nothing between her and the thoughts of soft cotton turning into Gage’s touch.

She slid her hands down her body, pulling the sheet up to cover her chest with a giggle before pulling his shirt off in one smooth motion.

“Christ, that was sexy.”

Her eyes opened gently just in time to see Gage trace every curve of her body, the heat from his lust-filled gaze setting her skin on fire.

“What now?” she asked.

“Now, we have fun.”

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Why the fuck had he thought sitting in a chair was a good idea when his girlfriend was naked in his bed, getting ready to touch herself? Christ, he was an idiot. Gage reached down, adjusting his already aching cock. He took a deep breath, his hands gripping the arms of the chair he was sitting in so tight his knuckles turned white.

His discomfort didn’t matter. The fact that Sloane wanted to do this with him, to touch herself, to be so intimately connected with Gage without him even touching her, was incredible.

“Tell me what to do,” she whispered, the slight breathlessness in her voice giving away how worked up she was.

“How about I tell you what I’d do, and you follow with your hands?”

“Yes.”

“I want to kiss you, Sloane. First thing I’d do is nibble on that plump pink bottom lip you love to stick out at me. I’ve been imagining what it would be like to sink my teeth into it while my hands are getting ready to explore your body.”

He watched as her lip slipped in between her teeth. She applied pressure to the delicate skin, groaning as she raked her teeth across it.

“Good girl. My hands would skim up your body, from your hips, to your stomach, to just underneath your breasts. Fuck, I want to touch them again so badly. To run my thumb over the tight bud of your nipple.” Her hands moved up her body, but his eyes were glued to her face. She was relaxed, but her lips were parted softly, her breath picking up the closer she got to her chest. Gage dropped his gaze, able to see her body responding to his words before her hands came up and covered her breasts.

“God, that feels…”

“Don’t hold back. Tell me.”

“Incredible. I don’t normally?—”

“Play with your nipples during self care time? That’s a shame. I wish you could see how incredibly hot it is. You look like something straight out of my fantasies. I’m already so fucking hard and I can’t even see you with that sheet covering you up.”

She let out a little laugh. “It’s not my go-to move, but I’m rethinking that now.”

“Hmm, interesting.”

She wiggled her legs, her hips moving sharply. A groan of frustration filled the air. “I need more. Please, Gage. Tell me what to do next.”

He smiled. “I love hearing you say what you need. You’re doing so good, baby.”

“Mmm.” She moaned as her face flushed pink. He watched as her hand trailed lower under the sheets.

“That’s it, Red. I know you want to touch your clit, don’t you baby?”

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