Free Save Me (Rock Romance #4) by A. L. Wood Page B

mine.
    ‘You. I want you .”
    His mouth plunders mine at the end of my words, swallowing anything else I was going to say, robbing me of breath. Gage swiftly lifts me up, I wrap my legs around his hips, tightly. Undulating myself against his rigid member that’s still hidden by clothes.
    Deep down I know that I could come to regret this. That maybe I should be berating myself. That goodness should be sitting on my shoulder telling me that this is a mistake, this could cost me my career, I should stop it now. Evil wins, it always does ; it’s reminding me that there’s a possibility this won’t happen again. I’ll be damned if I don’t take the opportunity to taste him, even if it’s just one last time.
    Gage sits me on top of his bed. Here I am in all my naked glory, legs spread shamelessly. He rips his shirt off, followed by his jeans. The outline of his glorious cock made visible by his current predicament.
    I attempt to sit up, so that I can pull his briefs down, just for a little taste, but he stops me.
    “I need to kiss you.” He says in a guttural tone while glancing down to the lips between my legs.
    He pulls me down the bed, so that I’m on the verge of falling off. He lifts my legs up over his shoulders. Kissing each thigh as it greets his check. He swipes his tongue at my entrance, once, twice, then pulls back suddenly replacing his tongue with his finger. He slides one in, slowly thrusting in and out. He looks to me with a knowing smirk that he is my undoing.
    He continues thrusting in and out of me, bringing me to the brink of orgasm. Stopping mid-thrust he places his mouth on me again, this time nibbling and licking my clit. He keeps me on the cliff that I’m dying to dive off, a cliff of complete bliss.
    I raise my hips then drop them back down on the bed, riding his fingers and his tongue. If he doesn't give me this orgasm willingly, I’ll force it on him. It takes me off guard, how hard it hits. My orgasm still racing through my veins I’m flipped over onto my stomach.
    His hands gripping my hips, his fingers sure to leave indentations. Gage rubs his cock up and down my slit, spreading my wetness. He slams into me, I meet his thrusts.
    Every.
    Time.
    “This is going to be fast. Sorry.” He informs me, while kissing his way up my back.
    “S’okay.” I say on a guttural earth shattering moan.
    Sex like this, the cream-your-panties-I-dream-about-this-sex, the shit you fantasize about in bed while pleasuring yourself, it just doesn’t happen. Ever . So when you have a man in your bed that fulfills all of your wildest indulgences, it doesn’t matter how long you’ve got, you’ll make it work.
    Gage reaches my neck with his lips while reaching his hand around to the front of my sex, as soon as he starts flicking my sensitive nub I burst.
    A-fucking-gain.
    “Fuck. Clenching. Can’t stop it.” Gage moans out as his orgasm consumes him. I ride mine out with him, like I’m a professional surfer, and it’s the biggest wave I’ve ever ridden.
    When he pulls out and heads to the bathroom to remove the condom, I collapse. Right on my stomach, ass held up in mid-air.
    Energy depleted.
    I’m done.
    Middle of the day and I need sleep. Hello Raleigh, goodbye Raleigh.
    “I think we should talk.” Gage says as he sits down next to my frozen body.
    I can still feel myself pulsing, my wetness seeping down between my legs.
    “Can we talk when I recover and when I’m clothed?”
    “Now is as good a time as any.”
    What energy I do have left I use to roll over and sit up.
    “Speak.”
    “Obviously you know that I’m up front about shit. There hasn’t been one time I’ve led you on about anything. Correct?”
    “Yes…” I reply, curious as to where this is going.
    “What would you say about being friends…with no strings attached sex?”
    My mouth drops open. This isn’t where I saw us going, not that I was thinking of a future for us. He’s been nothing but an asshole, and I didn’t