Page 103 of Beyond the Cage
“Well –”
His phone goes off in his pocket, and as soon as he silences it, he starts dragging me toward the exit.
“What was that?”
“My alarm.”
“Alarm for what?” I ask.
“It’s time to go, Raven.”
***Gage***
As we’re heading for the exit, smart-ass Allah begins to play “Let’s Get It On”. Everyone cheers, some of the men whistling. Any other night, I might be annoyed but not tonight. Nothing’s spoiling this for me. I’ve waited too long. Raven giggles behind me, jogging to keep up. Within seconds, we’re on the way back to my place.
“Gage…” she whispers breathlessly. “Hurry.”
Fuck. As my dick hardens, I press on the accelerator. She doesn’t even wait for me to open her door when I pull into the driveway. Meeting her in front of the car, I tug her to me, needing to taste those sweet lips. She moans, opening up for my tongue. I sweep her up into my arms, taking her inside. When I start climbing the stairs, she kicks off her shoes, and pulls at my tie.
Laying her on my bed, I stare down at her, wanting to savor every moment. She watches as I shrug out of my jacket, dropping it to the floor. Her breathing accelerates with each piece of clothing I remove. When I’m down to my boxers and undershirt, I climb on top of her.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
She nods. “Positive. I want you, Gage.”
I take her lips, unleashing my desire, knowing this time I don’t have to stop. She writhes beneath me, grinding her pussy against my already hard dick.
“Gage…”
Fucking hell. What is it about the way she says my name? She grabs at the hem of my shirt, and I allow her to remove it. I can’t wait to get inside her, but before I continue, I hop off the bed and walk to my closet.
“What are you doing?”
“You’ll see.”
I retrieve the blue gift box, and hand it to her with a deep breath.
“What’s this?” she asks, sitting up.
“Open it.”
With a grin, she tears at the ribbon and wrapping paper. As she removes the lid of the box, she glances up at me.
“Is this the gift you were picking up today?”
“Yeah. Not sure if you’ll like it.” I watch nervously as she folds away the tissue paper. I don’t even know why I’m nervous. I’m pretty sure she wants this.
“It’s coming from you so I know I’ll love it.”
She freezes once she realizes what’s in the box.
“Gage…” She stares at me, hopeful anxiety in her eyes.
I remove her cut from the box, pulling her to her feet.
“Are you sure?” she asks as I help her into it.
“You’re mine, Raven. I know it, you know it. Now, everyone else will, too.”
