Gage had ruined me. Loving him now was sure to end me.
“One night,” I insisted.
Gage’s laugh was hollow and dark. “Forever,” he negotiated.
“No, Gage-”
“Forever,” he snarled, and then he took my choice and made it his own.
Chapter 28
Gage~
One night would never be enough. I had ten years to make up for and the rest of her life was mine, whether she realized it or not.
I was done giving her a choice, though. The simple fact that she was willing to give me one night instead of a flat out no told me everything I needed to know.
My Mystic was still in there.
My Mystic.
I let go of her neck and leaned into her. I let my tongue run the length of her face, leaving a faint trail of blood in its wake, and whispered in her ear, “Get on your knees, Mystic.” She moaned and it was the sweetest sound ever. “Get on your knees and suck my dick, baby. It’s been too long. Let me fuck that pretty face of yours.”
I didn’t wait for her to comply. Using the chocolate strands of leverage that I had wrapped around my fist, I pushed Mystic to her knees, and I swear, the sight almost had me cumming in my pants.
The past ten years vanished into a meaningless vacuum where they no longer existed for me. This, right here, was the only thing that mattered. Mystic surrendering herself over to me once again was the only thing that existed for me. I had planned on coming over for answers, but now I wasn’t leaving without anything short of everything she had to give.
Mystic whimpered when I rubbed my groin against her cheek and the memories opened like lust-fueled floodgates. Every dark craving she has ever had slammed into my mind and nothing was going to stop me from reminding her of all the reasons she let me take her in that park restroom.
“Take my dick out and suck it,” I commanded. “Swallow my cock, baby.”
Mystic’s hands tore at my belt and the button and zipper of my slack. I hadn’t bothered changing from my office attire when I had decided to go home and drink like a lush. When I had arrived at Mystic’s, the only thing missing had been my suit jacket.
The second her delicate hand wrapped around my dick, I let out a painful hiss. Painful because the sensation of being wrapped up in Mystic again was almost too much to take. And if I knew Mystic, which I still did, no matter how much time has passed, I knew her mouth was salivating with want. She used to love being choked by my cock and I knew this time would be no different.
Her hot, wet mouth wrapped around the head of my dick and I almost lost it. I threw my head back and prayed to the Heavens that I’d last longer than a twelve-year-old with his first hard-on. “Baby,” I hissed.
Mystic was all dirty moans and vibrations dancing across my dick. She placed her palms up against my thighs, giving me permission to fuck her luscious mouth. I also knew by the fifth thrust into her mouth, her throat would be relaxed enough for me to cram my nine inches of hard cock down her face. I was a grown man now, not a teenage boy.
I buried both my hands in her dark locks and started making up for the past ten years of neglect. She gagged and I could feel her saliva dripping down my shaft, but I didn’t stop fucking her mouth. And she didn’t stop me from fucking her mouth.
Her lips held me in a firm hold and I was embarrassingly ready to shoot my load down her throat. “I’m going to cum, Mystic,” I warned her after a few minutes. “I’m going to cum, and you’re going to drink every last fucking drop.” Her mouth tightened and she looked like she was fucking praying for it. “Every last drop, baby.”
Embarrassingly fast, the eruption shot out before I even had a chance to appreciate the beginning signs of my orgasm. Once minute I was warning her, and the next I was shooting my load down her throat. “Mystic.”
I stared down at her as she gobbled up my fucking cock. She wasn’t just licking my shaft clean. No. Mystic was devouring my dick like she was never going to have another taste of it ever again.
Once my cock started deflating, I yanked Mystic by her hair and