3. Troubles & Bubbles

Chapter Three

TROUBLES & BUBBLES

Gage decided to bring her back to his condo in Hudson Yards. There was too much uncertainty surrounding Liam to take the chance of going back to O’Reilly Manor. On the way, Layne texted Sammy to let him know that she needed him to get her home secured. Everything had to be checked from attic to basement, all the locks changed, and the entire residence secured better than Fort Knox. There was no telling what else Liam may have had planned.

After unlocking the door and pushing it open, Gage held a hand out to stop Layne from entering. “Wait.”

She drew up a brow at his sudden change of mind. “What is it?”

He gave her his typical smile filled with boyish charm. “I know things didn’t go as planned yesterday, but if you’re going to have the De Luca last name, I’m going to do right by it.”

Before she could ask him what the hell he was going on about, he bent over and scooped her up into his arms. Turning sideways, he carried her into his unit over the threshold.

Layne giggled as her hands clutched onto him. “Are you really that superstitious?”

“When it comes to you, Lucky Charm, I’m not taking my chances.” He grinned. Continuing to hold her in his arms, he carried her back to their bedroom and into the master bathroom before setting her down on her feet.

He twisted the faucet on the dark granite tub, filling it with steamy water. Tapping a switch on the wall he activated the feature that kept the tub at a warm temperature.

Gage stepped over to her, his eyes melting into soft brown hues. His fingers slid the zipper of her hoodie down. “Layne, I want to take all your worries away for a little while.”

As his hands pushed the sweatshirt from her upper body, she felt her breaths fill with the familiar heaviness of desire. Her body began to ease as the scent of the oils and salts in the bathwater began to fill the air with eucalyptus and mint.

He hooked his finger onto the thin gold chain of the discreet collar he had bestowed on her, pulling her closer to him. His lips drifted across the side of her face until his mouth was at her ear whispering, “Let me.”

Her hands came to the front of his chest, fingertips exploring the curve of each of his muscles underneath the cotton t-shirt. “I don’t even want to remember where I am when you’re done.” She pleadingly gazed up at him with her eyes still reflecting the pain of tears long since dried.

“Baby, the only thing I need you to remember is how goddamn good my cock feels stuffed inside you.” His finger released the thread of metal around her throat and grabbed her by the back of her neck. Gage’s lips crashed against hers, kissing her hungrily.

Each of their hands worked at removing the other’s clothing. Layne’s hands shoved Gage’s shirt up hastily until she couldn’t reach up any further to get it over his head and he assisted in yanking it the rest of the way off. He in turn lifted her shirt from her and relieved her of her pants and underwear in one downward motion. Layne’s fingers popped the clasp of her bra, dropping it to join the pile on the floor.

Now free of all her clothes, she eagerly pulled at his belt until it gave way and she worked his zipper down over the large size of his cock already trying to spring free. Layne’s hand slid into the front of his boxers, seeking out his stiff length. Grabbing him, she worked her hand down to the hilt of his swords and back up to the tip.

The deep groan of his voice echoed against the tile walls of the bathroom. The way her fingers curled around his thick cock, firmly working over each inch, had him spiraling into thoughts of the rest of her body squeezing around his dick.

Falling prey to her distraction, he nearly forgot his place. He smirked and grabbed her jaw. “Did I give you permission to touch my cock, baby? Are you so fuckin’ needy for it that you forgot how to get on your knees and beg for me?”

Layne pouted and tried to kiss his observation of the minor infraction away as her hand continued to stroke him. He wasn’t having any of it though. His hand took the length of her ponytail around his hand and tilted her head back before she could try to distract him any further.

Gage grinned, dropping his other hand to remove her grasp on his solid length. “It seems you need a little reminder, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir,” she purred.

“Hands on that towel rack and stick your ass out for me.” He took his hands off of her to motion at the stainless steel bar that currently had two white body towels folded over it.

Layne looked over at the bar affixed to the wall and smiled. Without arguing, she nodded and walked over to it, her hands yanking each towel hanging from it onto the floor. With some sass in her movements, she curved her hands around the cool metal before she bent at the waist and pushed her ass backward.

Seeing her in a position that he could easily sink himself into, he gave another groan of approval. He quickly finished the job of removing the rest of his clothes. Despite the temptation to just ram into that perfectly tight pussy of hers, he had other plans. He walked over to one of the drawers of the bathroom vanity and reached inside retrieving one of the few gifts he kept for such an occasion.

Standing at her side, he smirked knowingly at his intentions. His hand reached behind her, dragging a cool metal object between her thighs coating it with her arousal. “You know what happens when you don’t keep your hands to yourself, baby?”

She moaned quietly, feeling the smooth object drag along her slit. Her eyes begged him for something more to sate her lustful appetite. Layne shook her head in response to his question. “No.”

“I’m going to make sure you keep them busy.” With the small plug now coated in the wetness from her body, he dragged it to her tight back entrance. Gage slowly pushed the acorn-shaped toy into her until it was seated deep inside of her.

Her hands tightened around the rack as she groaned out feeling the plug gradually stretching her while it was worked inside. It took much more effort to accept Joey into her ass, but the sensation of the toy now inside of her provided an equally welcomed sensation.

“Good girl. You like taking it in your sweet ass, don’t you?” His cock was throbbing as he inspected the flare of the metal base between the rounds of each cheek. He gave a hum of approval at the sight.

“Yes, it feels so good.” Layne began to straighten up but was met with Gage’s hand against her back.

“Oh, you’re not done learning your lesson yet, Lucky Charm.” His sinful desires prompted the corner of his mouth to pull up into another smirk. Backing up one slow step at a time until he was at the edge of the bath, he sat on the ledge of the rectangular inset that surrounded the infinity pool-style tub in the middle of it. His eyes never left the gorgeous sight of her partially bent over for him with her ass filled with the toy he had filled it with.

He leaned over and turned off the running water that had the tub at their disposal whenever they got around to it. Right now, there were more pressing matters requiring his full attention.

He gave his order, “Come for me. If you want to use those hands for something, you’re going to use them on that greedy cunt of yours. I want to watch as you get yourself off.”

She hadn’t even made a move yet and he already had a grip on his hard cock, fisting it in long strokes.

Layne peered over her shoulder back at him. “But I’d rather have you.” Her eyes lowered to the sight of his swollen dick in his hand, her body aching for it fiercely.

Sternly, he spoke to her, “Baby, I can take in this view all damn day, but you better hope you come before I do if you want any of this.”

Holding her position at the towel rack, she dropped a hand between her legs and stroked her fingers over her clit, slick with her desire. Her first moan pierced the air. The tips of her fingers began to rub circles against the sensitive bundle of nerves prompting her body to fill with pleasure. “Mmm…” Imagining Gage’s rough hands coursing over her body, she got lost in the sensation of her fingers working her body over hills of pleasure.

Hearing Layne’s moans of self-derived excitement, Gage took his time with himself with each stroke. His cock grew harder as he witnessed every movement she made. He couldn’t wait to fuck the ever-living daylights out of her the moment she made herself come.

Layne began to ache for the sensation of her inner walls stretching around a hard cock. Her fingers slid back and pushed two deep inside of herself. She started slowly, working them in and out before picking up the pace with the climb of her needs. “Ohh, Gage,” she moaned out as her body began to tremble knowing he was watching the intimate affair she was having with her body.

He released a low growl in excitement as he watched her slim fingers push inside her tight pussy. “Fuck, baby, I wish you could see how fuckin’ delicious you look right now. Your ass filled and your fingers fucking your hot little pussy.”

Her hand squeezed onto the towel rack tighter, threatening its stability in the wall, while her hips engaged in a sensual dance with her fingers shifting inside the depths of her core. Having the plug buried inside of her ass while she did so made her crave release all the more.

Layne’s knees began to quiver as her peak neared. Driving her fingers inside of her and curling her fingertips, she cried out as her pleasure spilled over the edge and the warmth of her orgasm covered her small digits.

Gage moaned out as his hand squeezed his dick, pumping it harder as he watched Layne make herself come. There was something about making her get herself off that filled him with a heated sense of satisfaction.

She slowly came down from the high of her release, panting as her hand fell from between her thighs. Her body remained bent over, hanging by the one hand that refused to let go of the bar it was latched onto for dear life at this point.

“What a good job you did, baby. But now,” he let go of his cock and stood from the edge of the tub, before quickly closing the space between them. His hands took her by her waist and pulled her upright with her back against his chest. Gage’s hand slid up around her throat, squeezing around her necklace to capture her attention. He growled a whisper into her ear, “It’s my turn.”

Gage grabbed the hand she had just fucked herself with and sucked her flavor off of each finger. The taste of her body was considered an extra reward for himself after refraining from interrupting that hell of a show she had just given him.

Layne gasped as he possessively took hold of her, feeling his cock pressing against her and making her flush with a renewed flame of desire. The heat of his breath against her neck, as he uttered those last few words to her, had her feeling like putty.

Dropping his hand away from her throat, Gage pushed her up against an empty space on the wall, using his large and muscular body to keep her held there. His foot kicked her legs apart, giving him more access to her heated cunt. His fingers dipped between her legs to her slick folds, spreading them as he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. Taking hold of her hands and lacing their fingers together, he pinned her palms against the wall above her head.

She whimpered as she felt him so close yet not inside her. “Please,” she begged.

Holding her hands tightly, he didn’t need to hear her say more. He thrust himself deep inside of her, getting his dick encased in the warmth of those tight walls. Gage let his primal side take over, not waiting after he pulled back and rammed himself into her again. Aggressively, he kept pumping his cock into her.

Layne cried out as his length pushed against the tightness of her body, delightfully stretching her with his size. Her hands squeezed around his fingers while his body began to feed her pleasure. “Fuck! Yes!” She tilted her head back against his chest letting him rip away any thoughts of all the negative events that had transpired.

Gage bowed his head down, deeply inhaling the sweet scent of her skin as his mouth roughly sucked at the flesh on the side of her throat. His heavy breaths scorched her skin while he gave her the fucking they both deserved after surviving hell together. When he observed a red patch left behind on her neck from his mouth’s efforts, his teeth proudly nipped at it. He panted through his groans as his hips furiously worked at slamming himself into her body.

Both of them needed this stress relief; a way to let go of everything that had been weighing heavily on them. Layne’s body clamped down on Gage’s cock as she cursed out when another orgasm tore through her, leaving her gasping for air as her body squirmed between him and the wall in front of her.

“That’s it, baby, fucking come all over my cock.” His husky voice dropped low as he kept pushing his dick into her, driving past the tensions of her release trying to lock down around his length. Grunting through his efforts, his rhythm began to struggle.

She pressed her forehead to the wall as she tried to float back down from her spike of ecstasy. “Gage, I want you to come in my ass,” Layne murmured with the last bits of energy she had left in her, hoping he’d hear her.

Oh, he heard her and he damn near lost control of his climax. He pulled out of her, withdrawing his hands from hers. His fingers found the base of the plug still secured inside her ass and eased it out of her. “What my Lucky Charm wants, she’s going to get.”

Only having one goal, he discarded the toy onto the floor and shifted her position away from the wall to bend her over. With his cock freshly coated in her cum, he pushed the tip into the puckered hole that had been stretched by the plug. “You ready, baby? This is gonna be quick and dirty.” The expanse of each of his hands grabbed a handful of her ass cheeks to steady her body in anticipation of his full entry.

Her palms pressed to the floor as she stood there already reveling in the initial push of just the round head of his cock in her. Layne nodded her head, “Mmhmm.”

Gage sank his cock deeply into her, his fingers digging into her as his grasp tightened. Groaning loudly as he felt the reluctant stretch of the muscle wrapping around him, he felt a tingle travel down his spine. “Fuck!” He withdrew and thrust into her again, yanking her hips back to meet his own. He repeated himself while he moaned out, “Fuck!” He said it several more times with each frantic and hard shove into her body.

Her body bounced with each impact of his hips driving his length into her ass. The swell of pleasure had her moans joining him in a sexual symphony.

As he warned, it didn’t take long before there was a final plunge of his dick into her. He yelled out and his throbbing length released the pressure that had been building up. Ropes of cum shot from the tip, filling up the tight space he was nestled into. His hips rolled up against her with each spurt of his release. Heavily panting, he remained seated inside of her as he looked up at the ceiling and closed his eyes for a second, feeling the satisfaction of ecstasy wash over him.

Gage gradually regained his composure, his heart still pounding away inside his chest. Sliding out of her, he happily grinned seeing his efforts leaking from the hole he had just fucked like a goddamn animal.

He eased Layne upright and turned her to face him. Her face was beautifully flushed and her emerald hues filled with sated desire. His smile stretched broadly across his face. Gage rested his hand on the side of her face, his light brown eyes taking a mental snapshot of what heaven on earth looked like.

“Have I told you how much I love you? That felt amazing.” Layne stood on her tiptoes to lovingly kiss him, to which he pulled her up against him as he met her mouth with a more tender hunger. Allowing some time for them to linger in the moment before he broke the kiss, he leaned down and scooped her up into his arms.

Layne was carried over to the tub where Gage carefully stepped in and lowered them both down into the steamy water. He shifted her so she was seated in his lap and leaning back against him. She sighed in total relaxation, closing her eyes while she rested her hands on his broad thighs.

They sat there together in the glow of the sunset coming in through the massive window to their right as it dipped below the skyline of the city. Gage took his time making sure that he lathered every inch of her body with soap, washing away all their sweat, fluids, and burdens. It was the best therapy ever for them both.

He leaned back against the side of the tub, willing to hold her for as long as she needed. “Baby, I could spend all night like this with you.” He gently kissed the back of her head, hoping he’d always be able to take away her troubles.