Gage’s hands were pulling at her shirt. She stepped away from in him and in one swift gesture, pulled the shirt over her head, her hair crackling with static. She reached for the fly on Gage’s jeans, fingers working the snap and zipper. Gage’s erection was pushing against the fabric; she could feel the heat of his body as she tugged at his clothes.
He’d moved his hands to her br**sts, squeezing them through the thin material of her bra, running his thumbs across her n**ples. The sensation sent jolts of pleasure straight through her, pooling low in her stomach. She caught her lip in her teeth, closing her eyes briefly, her fingers stilling for a moment, letting the sensations of his hands on her br**sts wash over her body.
She opened her eyes, finally tugging his jeans free of his narrow hips. His erection was there, right in front of her, curving up the plane of his stomach. Gage kicked his jeans away, his hands sliding down her back to cup her ass, pulling her against his body. He looked down at her, eyes dark and heavy-lidded. There was a brief hesitation and then he claimed her mouth with his, branding her with a searing kiss, setting her whole body on fire.
Gage’s hands were clutching at her ass, his erection rubbing against her stomach, his fingers tugging at her jeans. Kate reached between them, undoing the snap and tugged her jeans and panties down over her legs. Kicking her shoes off, she bent briefly, sliding the jeans off and tossing them aside.
Instantly she was pressed against Gage’s body, his skin smooth and warm beneath her hands. She let her hands wander, down his arms, the hard muscles of his chest, his flat stomach and then she cradled his erection in her hands, cupping his balls, wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft. His moan of pleasure sent a ripple through her body.
Tightening her grip on his cock, she slowly stroked him, watching his eyes, seeing arousal flash across his beautiful face. His hands were roaming over her body, stroking her back, clutching her ass, his fingers probing between her cheeks, pulling her against him.
“Kate…oh, god, baby. This feels so good.” He bent to kiss her, his lips hot against her mouth. She held his cock, stroking it, loving the feel of it in her hands, the smooth skin over the hardness of his erection.
And then Kate dropped to her knees, Gage’s gasp of surprise making her smile up at him. She held him in her hand, leaning away from him, looking up at his bewilderment, a mischievous grin on her face.
“Not what you want, baby? You don’t want me to suck this big hard cock?”
“Oh, no…yeah, I mean…oh, hell, Kate. You’ve got me all confused. But yeah, oh…yeah. I want to be in your mouth. Please.”
Gage wound his fingers through her hair, gently pulling her toward him, his erection rising in front of her face. Kate looked up at Gage as her lips brushed against the head of his cock.
She edged the tip of her tongue between her lips, flicking it quickly over his cock, short strokes that made Gage gasp, delicately licking the underside of the head, feeling his c*ck twitch and jerk in her hand.
As she worked her way down his shaft, she increased the pressure with her tongue until she was licking him, her tongue sliding across the hot skin, the salty taste of him driving her wild.
Licking and kissing her way back up his shaft, she pulled the head of his c*ck into her mouth, her tongue swishing over the turgid head. She sucked hard, briefly, a loud moan escaping Gage’s parted lips. She’d never broken eye contact and he was still looking down at her, watching every move she made. The power Kate had, in that moment, made her shudder. I like this. I like control. No wonder Gage’s happiest when he’s calling the shots.
Gage began thrusting his h*ps forward, slowly, silently begging her to take more of him into her mouth. She opened her mouth for him, letting his hard c*ck slid past her lips, into the hot wet recesses of her mouth. Closing her lips around his thick shaft, she held him a moment, letting him gently pump his h*ps forward, his breathing growing louder as she swirled her tongue over his cock. His lips were parted and Kate could see his tongue slid out, licking his lips.
Kate started moving her head, bobbing it slowly, working more and more of Gage’s hard c*ck into her mouth. Reaching forward, she wound her fingers over the base of his shaft, squeezing rhythmically as she increased her speed. With her other hand, she reached down, caressing his balls.
Gage’s moans of pleasure increased as he thrust his h*ps forward, forcing his c*ck into Kate’s mouth. She began sucking, first gently, then harder, working him in and out of her mouth, her tongue swirling over his shaft.
Kate kept him in her mouth, sucking and licking, working him with her tongue and hand, until he was shuddering, his h*ps jerking forward. He was breathing hard, sweat beading across his upper lip.
“Oh, god, Kate. This is heaven. Oh, yeah…oh, fuck…” Suddenly he pulled away from her, his c*ck twitching, glistening with her saliva. She lost her balance, leaning forward, catching herself with her hands on his hard thighs. He pulled her up by the shoulders, spinning her around, bending her over the arm of a nearby chair.
And then he was inside her, his c*ck thrust into her p**sy, making her cry out as he pushed her forward with the power of his thrusts. He held her h*ps hard, digging his fingers into her flesh. She could hear him grunting loudly and before she could even regain her balance, he was coming. His cry was something she’d never heard from him before; part desperation, part pure ecstasy. She felt the hot liquid of his orgasm filling her and then running down her legs. Before she’d even registered what had really happened, he was draped over her, his ragged breath hot in her ear, his sweat covered chest pressed against her back. He held her for a long moment, his arms wrapped around her waist.
Gently he helped her stand, pulling away from her, turning her around, cradling her against his chest. She could hear his heart pounding as she rested her head against him. He stroked her hair softly.
“Oh, god, Kate. What you do to me. I didn’t want to come in your mouth; I wanted to be inside you, where I belong. I’m sorry it was so fast but watching you there, my c*ck in your mouth, you sucking me, your body so perfect, I couldn’t hold back.”
He tipped her face to his, kissing her lips gently. “I promise I’ll make it up to you, babe.”
She smiled up at him. Sending him completely out of control was exactly what she’d wanted all along. The feeling of power coursing through her body was almost as exhilarating as an orgasm…almost, but not quite.
Kate’s body was thrumming, seeking release. She was ready to let Gage take over, let him pleasure her until she was a quivering mass of woman, surrendering completely to him. She shivered involuntarily as he undid the clasp to her bra, slowly pulling it down her arms. He looked down at her, cupping her br**sts, watching his fingers against her pale skin, sliding his thumbs across her hard n**ples.
She expected him to lead her to the bed, but he headed to the open shower. It was huge, with multiple showerheads and what appeared to be a steam shower as well.
“Holy cow, Gage. This is bigger than my apartment.” As large as the shower was, it was also warm and inviting. Gage turned the lights down to a soft glow. The tile work was rich taupe and brown, earthy and sensual. She let Gage adjust the water, watching it fall down from a rainfall showerhead.
Gage pulled her beneath the water, the droplets perfectly mimicking being caught in a warm summer rain. He held her for a moment, just letting the warmth pour over them. She tilted her face to him and he kissed her, deeply and passionately, exploring her mouth with his tongue, his hands moving over her body, slowly caressing her skin as the water streamed over them.
There was row of shampoos and soaps on a nearby shelf. Gage reached over, pouring a silky stream of delicious smelling shampoo into his hand. He turned Kate around, working the shampoo into a lather and gently kneading it through her hair. It had been a long time since anyone had washed her hair; the sensation of his strong fingers massaging her scalp was heaven. Kate closed her eyes, all thoughts other than the exquisite feeling of Gage washing her hair gone for the moment.
He turned her around, grabbing the hand-held showerhead and carefully rinsing the bubbles from her hair. When he was done, he took a bar of scented soap, working up a lather with his hands. With infinite care, he began washing her, soaping her arms, running his hands over her br**sts, down her stomach, over her thighs. He again turned her around, washing her back, his hands skimming over her curvy ass.
Gage worked in complete silence. Kate was mesmerized by the whole process; his slow and deliberate attention to every inch of her body, the almost reverent way he attended to her. Kate felt loved and pampered, totally relaxed and content to let him do as he pleased.
Gage rinsed her body again, turning her beneath the patter of warm water. He stepped away from her, looking her over, then meeting her gaze with serious eyes.
“I pronounce you clean, Miss.” He bowed deeply, rising with a smile on his face.
Kate burst out laughing. She’d forgotten how romantic and gentle Gage could be. The tour had shown her the rough side of him and it made her heart sing to reconnect with this part, the playful part.
She pulled him close, holding him for a moment beneath the falling water. Then she took the soap and gently began washing him.
It wasn’t long before his c*ck was hard again. She washed him slowly, enjoying the feel of her wet soapy hands sliding along the length of his erection.
At one point, Gage gently stopped her hands. “It’s your turn, Kate.” She watched as he stood beneath the water, the soap bubbles trailing down his long legs. He reached one hand between her legs, gently probing with his fingers, his eyes locked with hers, pulling her against him with his other arm, cradling her against his body. She gasped as his fingers slid across her clit, then worked into her p**sy. Every nerve ending was alive, aching for his touch.
It took only a few moments of Gage’s exploring fingers touching her, probing inside, rubbing her sensitive cl*t before she was crying out, her body jerking, her h*ps thrusting forward. She let herself go, let her orgasm rip through her body, clutching Gage as her body shook, letting him hold her as she cli**xed.
He held her gently for a minute. Then he turned her around, pressing his erection against her ass. The heat, the hardness of his body against hers was intoxicating. She looked at him over her shoulder, meeting his gaze, seeing the passion and arousal she felt reflected there.
“Gage, f**k me. I want you inside me….now.” She practically growled out the last word. She wanted his c*ck inside her, hard, thrusting. And Gage did just that.
He held her hips, and for a brief moment she felt his c*ck brush against her ass. And then he was inside her, thrusting hard, his c*ck filling her. Kate rested her hands on the shower wall, pushing back against Gage, spreading her legs, willing him to push further into her.
Gage held her h*ps against his body, wrapping his arm around her waist, thrusting upward in hard strokes, almost knocking the air from her lungs with his power. But Kate wanted more, wanted him deeper inside her.
She struggled out from beneath Gage, turning to face him, briefly registering the look of surprise on his face.
“Kate…what…?”