Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“You can count on me always being up for sex with you.” He wrapped his hand around his shaft and stroked it. “Literally, with how much you turn me on.”
I grasped his shoulders as I whispered, “Show me.”
“Want this to go as smoothly as possible for you, baby.” He gripped my hips and settled me on top of him so that the tip of his dick was notched at my entrance. “You can go as slow as you need in this position.”
I never expected to lose my virginity while riding a professional football player on a private plane, but the moment was so perfect, I didn’t hesitate to follow his lead. So I stared into his intense green eyes as he slowly lowered me down over his length. He groaned when he bumped up against the proof of my innocence, one hand still on my hip and the other going to my clit.
“If I’m going to fit inside you this first time with the least amount of pain, I’m gonna need you to come on my cock again. Get you nice and wet.”
I gasped as he circled his hips, moving his thumb in the same motion against my sensitive nub. This time, my orgasm was a slow buildup, starting low in my belly.
“Don’t fight it, baby. Let me see you fly apart for me as you ride my cock.”
I slowly bucked my hips, needing more. “So close.”
“Damn, you feel so good,” he moaned, his eyes closing as he rocked closer to me, his thumb picking up the pace on my clit.
My whole body erupted as I rode out my orgasm, only feeling a slight pinch of pain mixed with the mind-blowing pleasure as I slid down farther. I was completely seated in his lap, with his dick fully impaling me, and I felt every ridge against my tight walls.
“Holy crap,” I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders.
“You okay?” he moaned, gripping my hips while he held perfectly still.
My whole body was on fire—but in a good way—and every part of me felt alive. “I’m amazing.”
“Thank fuck, because I’m barely holding my control, baby,” he confessed, his hips bucking off the small couch.
With my body filled by him and his eyes glazed over, a thrill of feminine power swept through me. I was the one who gave him that look. Not the winking flight attendant or the millions of girls in the stands—none of whom he’d ever paid a lick of attention to when we were together. But me, the nerdy gamer currently riding him on a private plane. The virgin who had pushed this gorgeous man nearly past his limit.
“Then just let go. I’m right here with you, along for the ride. Literally,” I echoed his earlier word choice since it was so appropriate.
“Do you want me to come in this pussy? Claim it so everyone knows it’s mine?” he asked, but it wasn’t a question. It was a fiery command, insinuated with each upward thrust of his hips.
“Yes. Mark me. Make me yours,” I breathed, my thighs quaking as another orgasm threatened to erupt.
Gripping harder onto my thighs, he lifted his hips to meet mine over and over again until I saw fireworks behind my eyelids. I screamed out, not caring who heard me as my entire body shook with the ferocity of my orgasm, but Gage curled up to capture the sound with his kiss.
He tumbled into the abyss of pleasure soon after, moaning into my mouth as his body went slack underneath me. My legs were like jelly, and I couldn’t move, leaning my head against his neck as we both breathed together. It could have been minutes or hours before I was finally able to lean back and catch his gorgeous smile.
Eventually, his gaze trailed from my lips and down to the spot where our bodies were still connected. “Look at the mess you made.”
I gasped, looking down at his lap where his come and mine had spilled out of me and leaked onto his skin.
“I’m sorry. I…” I went to move, but he pulled me back so our lips were only an inch apart.
“Don’t apologize, baby. I love seeing us mixed together. Seeing how much I turn you on. What you do to me. It’s fucking beautiful.”
He sealed his words with another kiss that took what little breath I had away. And stole my ability to think about the possible repercussions of us not using a condom when I wasn’t on birth control. Not that Gage seemed the slightest bit concerned.
8
GAGE
“You look beautiful, baby,” I murmured as I came up behind Rory and slipped my arms around her waist. She stood in front of the mirror in my bathroom, finishing up her makeup. Her hair was up in a ponytail, leaving her neck exposed so I brushed my mouth over a particularly sensitive spot and grinned when she shivered.