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socks stay on but the jeans disappear with a struggle. He unsnaps my bra as I go for his zipper, and his right hand digs in his pocket for his wallet.
Soon we’re in only socks, right here in the hallway, protection making sure I don’t get pregnant as we fuck each other’s brains out up against the wall, on the long, rectangular area rug, and again against the wall with him behind me this time.
His girth hits my g-spot in seemingly every position, but here with my eyes closed I lose control, crying out. Gage’s climax is instantly brought on by mine. The erratic, primal motions of his hips, make me so happy I start grinning, and finally burst into a fit of giggles.
Pressing his chest into my back, Gage catches his breath, heat warming my neck. “You having fun?” he asks, with a chuckle.
I giggle, “Yes!” and shiver as goosebumps sing across my skin.
He makes sure everything important stays intact as he pulls out with a smiled, “Come with me to clean up.”
“Mmm-kay.”
Taking hold of his free hand, I soundlessly pad to the bathroom with him where Gage makes use of the trash bin, tugs off his socks and strolls naked to turn on the shower, smirking over his broad shoulder. “Bye bye straight hair.”
As I catch him checking out my breasts while I’m bent over to pull my socks off, too, I wink and straighten up to stretch my arms as high as they can reach. “Now they’re flatter.”
“I like them both ways.”
“Smart.”
He laughs, and guides me into the stream with him where I close my eyes and let my hair mat to my head. This is what products are for, so who fucking cares how long it takes to get it where I like it? I’ll never again let something so silly stand in the way of having this much fun.
Just like the other night, we wash ourselves and each other, kissing while taking turns and going with the flow, following every good feeling.
Gage’s fingers slip between my legs to play with me and make my lips part, panting as steam holds us in its warm, ever-changing embrace. He takes me to and over the edge, tickling and teasing my pussy into fiery submission as I hold onto his slippery shoulders, knees no longer strong.
Tender kisses rain down my neck, my collar bone, my breasts, until Gage kneels down to kiss my belly button, and even further, the soft auburn hair that covers my sex.
Watching him, I’m stroking his head, and that feeling takes over again where I’m here.
Really here.
Just here.
In The Now.
He stays under the cascade of hot water, tenderly kissing and touching me.
Finally standing up, Gage meets my eyes and reaches around my drenched body to turn off the faucet. “You’re staying the night, right?”
A smile spreads. “Yes.”
“Good.”
He reaches for the towel rack. A whoosh of cotton, and I’m wrapped in a blue bath sheet, much bigger than a normal towel. “I’ve gotta get another one.”
“Wait.” I open mine, step close, and press our bodies together, “Stay,” wrapping it around us as I lay my cheek on his chest, just listening to him breathe. “Just stay here.”
Chapter Fourteen
LEXI
Gage awakens before me, getting dressed again, but this time when he rouses me from my dreams I know where I am. On Sunday I saw his room come into focus through the haze of an emotional hangover. This morning the black leather winged headboard, charcoal grey walls, and thriving cactus in a four-inch black pot on the nightstand closest to his door, don’t make my head spin.
Rolling onto my back to look up at Gage standing over me, I smile, “Morning.”
“You said you had to work at seven.”
Dragging my hand down the cotton blue jeans of his inner thigh, I murmur, “Do I have to?”
A low chuckle is my answer as he grabs my hand and pulls it to rub his crotch, releasing me a disappointing moment later.
“Afraid so, Cherry.”
I roll over, shoving my face in his light gray pillowcase. “No!!!”
He lays on me — I win! — and buries that talented mouth in my neck, gnawing on both sides before brushing his lips along the baby hairs where my spine begins. That’s nice and all, but Gage’s powerful erection is against my ass, coaxing me to get wet fast…or else. And I’m totally into whatever it’s got planned.
I arch to seduce him, moaning as he grinds in response.
His body shifts, weight smooshing me into the mattress