Page 62 of Paradox
“Gage….”
“You okay, babe?”
“Yes… don’t stop.”
Lifting her into my arms, I lie on the bed, making her straddle me.
“Dios….” She throws her head back.
As much as I love seeing her in that cut, it’s blocking my view. After sliding it off her shoulders, I toss it aside. Without prompting, she begins to ride me, placing her hands on my chest. Back and forth she slides, grinding her mound into my pelvis. I reach up and palm her tits, squeezing the firm flesh. She moans, and I pinch both nipples, slightly twisting them. Crying out, she places her hands on top of mine.
“Fuck, Raven. You feel amazing.”
Trailing one hand down her stomach, I press on her clit with my thumb. As I begin making small circles, she moves faster.
“Sí… right there,papi.”
Gripping her hip with my free hand, I sink my fingertips into her flesh. Her breathing accelerates and she begins to moan continuously. I know she’s close.
“Oh my God. Oh my God. I… I’m… I’m… Gage!”
Her pussy begins to spasm around me, squeezing the fuck out of my dick.
“Fuck!”
Flipping over, I put her beneath me once more and pound into her shaking body.
“Gage!”
I shout her name as I come, sinking deep into her. My body shudders, and I collapse on top of her. Her hands slide around me, and she holds me until my ragged breathing calms. Reluctantly, I pull out of her and head to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. Seeing her blood on the latex fills me with overwhelming pride, and also makes me feel like shit. I hope I didn’t hurt her. Grabbing a washcloth, I soak it in warm water. Walking back to the bedroom and seeing her lying in my bed, I know that’s where she belongs. She meets me at the foot of the bed, and slides her arms around my waist. I nudge her thighs apart and begin to clean her up.
“How do you feel?”
“Good. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would.”
“That’s because I know what I’m doing,” I reply with a smirk, relieved she’s okay.
“Yeah.” She giggles. “You definitely do. I’m glad you were my first,” she says before kissing my chest.
“Your first, your only, your last.”
“Last?”
“I just claimed you, woman. That’s something I thought I’d never do… withanywoman. So guess what? There’s no getting rid of me.” With a smirk, I add, “I licked you, so you’re mine.”
She throws her head back, laughing. “I can’t believe it. I have an old man. Can I get my own bike?”
“If you want to.” I shrug, tossing the washcloth into the hamper and picking up my clothes.
“Where are we going?” she asks as I toss her some shorts and a T-shirt.
“Your place, to get your stuff. You’re moving into this house. Tonight.”
“But—”
“I mean it, Raven. Your ass is mine and you’re moving in. Got it?”
“Got it.” She swallows hard, nervously getting dressed.
