Arrogant Bastard - Julie Capulet Page 0,62

my shorts and my panties off, peeling them down my legs and tossing them aside.

“Holy fuck,” he groans, when he sees that I’m completely bare. I decided to start waxing a while ago. I do a lot of yoga and get sweaty and it just felt better so I kept doing it. He pulls my legs wider, positioning himself between them, nuzzling me and kissing my skin. “Mine. And now I’m going to eat this perfect little wet pink pussy until you come hard. Are you ready for me?”

Oh, God. Am I?

“Wrap your legs around my shoulders. That’s it. Now say, ‘Eat me, Gage. Make me come, fuck me hard with that big cock.’ Say it.”

“Please, Gage.”

I moan as Gage’s tongue bathes my pussy with warm, wet, ruthless strokes. He licks my clit slowly, swirling it with his tongue as he slides two fingers into me, rubbing an excruciatingly sensitive place inside me. I sob with pleasure. It’s too good. He continues his languid rhythm and I move with him, writhing against his greedy mouth. He eats into me, licking and sucking hungrily. He’s dirty. And so, so good at this. His fingers stroke my inner softness as his mouth fastens over my clit. I twist because the pleasure is crazy. He stays with me and I moan his name as he suckles my taut bud, using his tongue and his mouth and his fingers relentlessly until the rapture climbs to a rushing swell that’s more than I can handle. Arched against his mouth, I cry out. He nurses the pleasure, sucking harder and rubbing faster as my inner muscles spasm in voluptuous bursts that squeeze and saturate his sticky fingers.

Gage’s mouth gentles but he continues to eat at me, like he’s addicted. Like he’ll never be able to get enough. I can’t move. I’m dazed by a physical euphoria that’s drugging. It’s sort of mind-blowing how outrageously intimate this is. His mouth and his tongue explore and suckle, his rough beard heightening the pleasure-pain as he tenderly coaxes another wave of bliss. And another.

Time takes on an otherworldly feel. I lose count of the orgasms. Six, maybe.

Then he climbs up my body, swiping his forearm across his wet mouth lasciviously, pulling off his shirt, which dishevels his hair even more. Wow. His powerful chest is dusted with dark hair. I reach out to touch my fingers to his eight-pack, fascinated by the smooth, quilted perfection of his muscles. His olive skin looks dark in the morning light. He straddles me, holding me down. He releases my hands, untying me.

An understanding shimmers in the pale inflections of his eyes. They’re extraordinary eyes. Dark-rimmed and lightning-bright.

He’s checking, I realize. To make sure I’m not scared.

I’ll never hurt you.

I know he won’t hurt me. I almost want him to hurt me, because the pain Gage gives is all about intense, stunning pleasure.

I lay quietly, my pussy still fluttering with ripples of lingering pleasure.

“Are you ready for more, baby girl?”

I’ll be careful with you. I want to make you happy.

“I’m ready for everything.”

Something wild and restless is taking place between us. Wild lust with a deeper edge.

I love him. And he loves me.

It’s so unlikely, so sudden.

So real.

I want to follow it, and see where it leads. I want him to infuse me with his glory.

As he leans closer, my hands slide over the nape of his neck. Into that thick black hair. I pull him down to me so his face is close to mine.

“I want you so damn much,” he murmurs, staring into my eyes.

Reaching up to him, I kiss his mouth in a seductive claim. I arch closer and our bodies meet in tantalizing harmony. Rigid, uncompromising hardness over supple, inviting softness.

Gage supports his weight as he unbuttons his jeans. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a condom packet.

“I’m on the pill,” I tell him, “but put it on if you want.”

His gaze is searching.

“You don’t make that mistake twice,” I whisper. How empowering it is to talk, even in whispers, about what now feels like an entirely different lifetime.

“I’ve never done it without holstering the gun.” He considers this for a milli-second. Then he kicks off his jeans. “But hell yes, baby, if you’ll have me bareback then that’s what you’re going to get. I’m going to fill you up with my hot seed until you’re fucking swimming in it.”

I gasp, as I get my very first glimpse at his … Jesus. His cock is freaking colossal.