Page 61 of Paradox
“Gage, I’m coming!”
He withdraws his fingers, sucking on my clit until my legs stop quivering. Falling back on the bed, I stare up at the ceiling, trying to get my hammering heart to calm down. Then, he appears over me, a smirk on his gorgeous face.
“Ready?”
Fuck. Me.
***Gage***
I lick my lips, savoring her taste. Fuck. I foresee myself spending a hell of a lot of time with my face buried in her pussy. The woman tastes like Heaven. Now that I’ve had the appetizer, it’s time for the main course. She stares up at me, just a bit of fear in her beautiful eyes.
“There’s nothing to worry about, doll.”
“I know. I want this, Gage. I want you.”
“You want my dick?”
“Yes. Please, Gage. I can’t wait anymore. Fuck me, please.”
“That’s all I needed to hear, babe.”
I drop a gentle kiss on her lips, then retrieve a condom from the nightstand. As I rip the wrapper with my teeth, my phone alarm goes off in my jacket.
“What’s that one for?” Raven asks.
“It’s eleven fifty-nine. I told you I’d be inside you at midnight.”
She swallows hard. Ignoring the alarm, I step between her legs and kick off my boxers. Her eyes widen as she stares at my dick. The damn thing jumps, and she hasn’t even touched it. Fuck. It’s been too long. I roll the condom on, grab her thighs, and pull her to me.
“Try to relax.”
“’Kay.” She nods nervously.
I grab the base of my dick and push at her entrance. She goes rigid, her pussy clamping down on the head. I close my eyes with a groan.
“Sorry,” she whispers.
“Don’t be. Just wait a few seconds before you do that again.”
Utilizing patience I didn’t know I had, I slowly work my way inside her, inch by excruciating inch. I just want to bury my dick inside her. She’s so wet, so tight, she has me wanting to break my condom rule. I want to feel her. Ineedto feel her—no barrier.
Placing my palms on the bed on either side of her head, I stop mid-way, giving her some time to adjust.
“Don’t stop,” she begs.
I grab her thigh and sink deep, moaning when I bottom out. She cries out, scratching my shoulders.
“Gage!”
She tightens around me, trying to pull away.
“Don’t move. Just relax. You’ll be fine,” I force through gritted teeth.
It’s taking every ounce of strength I have to not pound into her until I come. Without even the first stroke, I know this is it. From now on, this is the only pussy for me. She’s the only woman I need. I stare down at her, wondering how this little woman could make such a big impact on my life in such a short time. And all without me fucking her. Maybe I knew—even from the beginning—how special she is. If I’d given in and fucked her, I probably would have dropped her a long time ago without a second thought. And we wouldn’t be where we are today. Shit. I have an old lady. A beautiful—inside and out—old lady, with the tightest, wettest pussy I’ve had in my life.
“Better?” I ask hopefully.
She nods, and I move as carefully as I can. With each tentative stroke, I fall deeper and deeper under her spell. When she clenches around me, my restraint snaps. I can’t hold back anymore. Grabbing her thighs, I slide in and out of her, groaning when I hear her whimpers.
