Page 93 of Misery In Me

His hands roam my body, tracing the curves of my hips, my thighs, and my swollen belly. He breaks the kiss, his breath ragged as he looks down at me, his eyes filled with love and lust. “You are so fucking beautiful, Ale. Pregnant and glowing, you take my breath away.”

I smile, my cheeks flushing with pleasure. “And you are quite the charmer.”

Gage chuckles, a low, sexy sound that makes me clench my thighs together. “I’m serious, Ale. You’re fucking stunning, and I want you so bad it hurts.”

With that, he turns me around, facing out and looking at the garden below. My back is pressing against his chest. I feel his hard cock press against my ass as I hear his zipper going down, and I can’t hold in the moan that escapes my lips. He hikes up the back of my dress and slides my thong to the side, bending me forward slightly so he can push into my already wet pussy.

“Shh, baby. You don’t want everyone knowing how much of a dirty little slut you are, letting me fuck you senseless with everyone around.” Gage cradles the small swell of my stomach as he thrusts into me. I hold back the moans as I look out over the balcony.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I pant, trying to keep the whimpers that leave my lips to myself. He readjusts the grip on my waist and pounds into me harder and faster. “Oh God. You feel so good. Don’t stop.”

“The louder you are, the harder I fuck you, pretty girl.” Gage’s lips find mine again, his kiss urgent and demanding.

Gage groans, a deep, primal sound that sends shivers of pleasure down my spine. “Fuck, Ale. You feel so good. So fucking perfect, I’ll never get over how well your cunt takes me.”

He reaches between us, his fingers pushing aside the fabric of my panties, and he rubs my clit in time with his thrusts, just right so that it has me seeing stars.

“Gage,” I moan, my head falling back against his shoulder as I give myself over to the sensations coursing through my body. “Yes, right there.”

He chuckles, a low sound that vibrates against my skin. “Does my slutty little wife like to have her pussy stuffed full of her husband’s cock at a very important,” he sucks on the skin where my neck and shoulder meet. “very special holiday for the Corps. One where someone could walk out here and watch her getting fucked like a whore?”

“Si,” I cry out and his thrusts become more determined. “They should all know I’m yours.” I can feel my orgasm building, a tight coil of pleasure in my belly, ready to explode. “Gage,” I gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders. “I’m close. So close.”

He pulls his fingers away from my clit, and I whimper in protest, but he silences me with a kiss, his tongue delving intomy mouth, tasting me, claiming me. “Trust me, pretty girl, not a single man here tonight doesn’t know that you’re mine.”

We both moan, the sound a symphony of pleasure and relief. Gage moves urgently, his hips thrusting against my ass, his body taking mine with a fervor that leaves me breathless and wanting more.

I grab hold of the balcony railing, holding on for dear life as he pounds into me, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins. I can feel my orgasm building again, the pulling taut, ready to snap.

“Gage,” I gasp, my body tensing as I climb higher and higher. “I’m going to come. I can’t hold on much longer.”

He grins, a wicked grin that makes my heart flutter. “Eso es, cariño. Dámelo.”

With those words, I surrender to the pleasure, my body convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me. I cry out, my voice echoing through the night, and Gage captures my lips in a passionate kiss, swallowing my cries of pleasure.

He continues to move, his body chasing his own release, and it isn’t long before I feel him tense, his body shuddering as he finds his climax, spilling himself inside me.

We stay like that for a moment, our bodies joined, our breaths coming in ragged gasps, our hearts beating as one. Gage rests his forehead against my shoulder, his eyes closed, a contented smile on his lips.

“That was...” I say, my voice hoarse from screaming his name.

He chuckles, a low, satisfied sound. “Fucking amazing.”

He pulls out, his cum dripping down my thighs, my legs shaky and unsteady. Gage holds me up, his strong arms supporting me as I regain my balance. I straighten my dress, my cheeks flushing as I realize anyone could have walked by and seen us.

Gage notices my embarrassment and pulls me into his arms, kissing the top of my head. “Don’t be embarrassed, pretty girl. That was perfect. You made tonight unforgettable.”

I smile, melting into his embrace. “You’re right. It was perfect.”

We stand there for a moment, just holding each other, our bodies sated and our hearts full. Finally, Gage pulls back, his eyes serious. “Ale, you know I appreciate you more than words can express. You’re my rock, my partner, my everything. And I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, building this future of ours together.”

Tears well up in my eyes, and I blink them back, smiling up at him. “I feel the same way, Gage. You’re my world, and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us.”

He leans down, capturing my lips in a soft, tender kiss. “Neither can I,Hermosa.Neither can I.”

Making our way back to the ballroom, hand in hand, I think to myself, eight years may seem like a long time, but with Gage by my side, I know we can face anything. Our love is strong, unbreakable, and it will carry us through whatever challenges come our way.

The rest of the evening passes in a blur of laughter, dancing, and celebration. Gage is the life of the party. The men of his unit adore him and it’s clear to see. I watch him from across the room with a group of the wives and girlfriends, my heart swelling with love and pride. He’s everything to me: my partner, my best friend, the father of my children, and the love of my life.

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