Chapter 40

Bentley

With his hand on my lower back, Gage guided me to the front door. I was glad I’d decided to buy my condo when housing prices were down. I couldn’t even guess what Gage was paying in rent. Rental prices had skyrocketed after the crash. I let out a nervous laugh as I walked into his home.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

“I just realized I must be losing my mind,” I admitted.

“Why’s that,” he asked as he slipped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer.

“I’m with the hottest guy I’ve ever met, and I’m thinking about the real estate market in the Bay Area instead of how good you look naked,” I confessed.

“Wanna know what I’m thinking about?” he asked with a wicked grin.

“What’s that?” I purred.

“How good your pussy tastes,” he rasped out.

“Oh,” I breathed out. “We should definitely talk about housing in this area later.”

“Much later,” he uttered before his mouth claimed mine.

Gage had been teasing me with innocent kisses. Tonight, he was finally giving me what I needed. With one hand still on my lower back, his other tangled in my hair to hold me in place while his tongue explored my mouth. My hands slid under his shirt, gliding along his abs and up to his chest.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he breathed against my lips before pulling back to strip my shirt over my head.

“Your turn,” I told him, pointing to his shirt.

Gage quickly obliged, tossing his shirt across the room and pulling me into his arms again. His mouth moved against mine, hard and commanding. In that moment, I was his. My fingers were already working at the fastenings on his jeans. I needed to touch him. It had been too long.

“You taste so good,” he praised, his hands moving to the fastening on my bra to free my breasts. Gage pulled back to cup my breasts, staring down at them as he tested their weight. “Gorgeous.”

Leaning forward, I flicked one of his small nipples with my tongue, enjoying the way he shuddered. “I’ve missed you,” I confessed. “I kept telling myself I’d eventually stop wanting you, but I can’t.”

“Good,” he rasped out, cupping my chin with one hand. “I have no intention of letting you go.”

His lips moved along my jaw as he pressed closer to my body. When I reached for the fastenings on his jeans, he caught my hands and pinned them behind my back. My irritated scowl made him smile.

“I want to touch you,” I complained.

“I want that, too,” he replied. “It’s just been too long.”

I struggled to free my wrists and moaned when Gage kept them secured as he leaned forward to take one of my nipples between his lips. He continued to suckle my nipple until I was whimpering and writhing in his arms.

“Undress for me,” he commanded when he released my hands.

Licking my lips, I nodded and reached for the button on my jeans as I kicked out of my boots. When I was standing in front of him naked, Gage’s eyes drank in the sight of me before taking my hand and guiding me further into his living room. He stopped with me standing against the back of his sofa and dropped to his knees in front of me. I gasped when he fingers spread my pussy open so he could run his tongue along my clit. Reaching back, I gripped the sofa for support and spread my legs to give Gage better access. He took full advantage, licking and sucking my clit until I was certain my legs would give out on me.

“Oh, Gage,” I moaned when he lifted one of my legs over his shoulder. He slipped two fingers into me and began to thrust them in and out of my body while his tongue worked its magic on my clit.

His mouth was perfect, and it didn’t take him long to bring me to the edge. I wanted him in me when I came undone. I’d missed him.

“Not this way,” I pleaded. “I need you in me.”

Gage quickly stood and stripped out of his remaining clothes before grabbing a condom from his wallet.

“Bend over the back,” he rasped out, and I immediately obeyed.

I practically sighed with relief when I felt the head of his cock at my opening. As he pushed into my body, small spasms moved along my core.

“Fuck,” Gage hissed. “You feel incredible. I’ve missed you so much.” His movements started out slow as he bent his knees to find the best position to press against the front of my channel.

My moans and needy whimpers echoed across the room as I pressed back to meet his thrusts. I was desperate for him to fuck me hard and fast, but he held back, moving slowly in and out of my body. I’d been on the edge of my climax when he’d first slid inside me. Now, my body was strung so tightly, I was ready to scream. Gage kept my orgasm just out of reach for what seemed like an eternity.

Reaching one hand behind me, my fingernails raked across his thigh, drawing a ragged breath from Gage’s throat. “That’s it,” he praised. “Show me how much you want me.”

One hand gripped my hair so he could turn my head until I was facing him. His expression was fierce as he struggled to remain in control. When my nails dug into his thigh, Gage growled low in his throat and released my hair so he could grip my hips with both hands. He thrust into my body so hard my feet lifted off the ground.

Loud mewling noises came from the back of my throat. My body continued to coil tighter until the first ripples of my orgasm flowed through my body.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, my orgasm hit so hard I screamed. With the blood pumping in my ears, I distantly heard Gage find his own release.