Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7

E vangeline

The moment the air became stifling, Gage closed the distance. The second he did, all rules were tossed aside.

He gathered me into his arms, like a true brute, holding me in place as he cupped the side of my face as he’d done before. Only this time, there was a raw sense of urgency, a need likely neither one of us could explain.

Without any hesitation or asking me if I was okay with this, he crushed his mouth over mine. I’d been right in that the man took what he wanted and for once, I didn’t want the polite kisser or the gentle guy.

I wanted a man who would take me.

My mind and emotions exploded and I wrapped not only my arms around his neck but one leg around his hips.

The feeling of having him so close was more than just electrifying. It was obliterating my mind with the kind of hunger I’d never experienced in my life. His kiss was more powerful than before, no longer trying to make certain I was comfortable.

The hardness of his throbbing cock set my world on fire. The way he dominated my tongue was incredible, sparking visions of very filthy things. And the taste of him was just as exciting as the rest of him. My nipples were rock hard, my body quivering for an entirely different reason.

And with my core as heated as it was, gone was the worry about the pain in my bottom. I couldn’t care less.

Gage rolled his hands down my back, gently cupping both buttocks. The pull closer was even more exciting, my need for him off the charts.

He seemed to sense my building desire or perhaps he was feeling exactly the same way. Whatever the case, when he broke the kiss, his deep and very guttural growl told me in no uncertain terms what he wanted to do to me. He even bit my lower lip, taking the tender flesh between his teeth as he shifted his hips back and forth.

Using just his thumb, he lifted my chin, dragging his tongue around my lips and down the side of my neck. His hot breath was just what I would have expected, his increasing need for me sparking more current between us. I could envision him kissing me during long, cold, and very snowy nights. The thought might be ridiculous but I didn’t care.

When he’d seemed to have enough, his patience shot, he pulled away, grabbing my hand. There were no words to be spoken, no need for him asking any questions. He simply didn’t care if I objected.

He held my hand, leading me out of his office. I realized I had my panties balled in my hand as he led me toward the elevator.

Once inside, he grabbed them from me, shoving them under his nose and breathing in. It was a very provocative action, pushing me to different points of longing. My eyes were having difficulty focusing but I was fairly certain I wouldn’t need to. I realized he’d pressed a button for the top floor, which further enthralled me. Within seconds, we were there, his hold on my fingers stronger than before.

He pulled me down the hallway, the man taking long strides. I was breathless, trying to keep from stumbling. His suite used the same slide key and the moment he kicked open the door, I knew I was headed for nirvana.

There was no pretense after he’d slammed the door, no sense of being able to take our time. He ripped at my dress until it was over my head and on the floor, another growl escaping his throat. Immediately, he cupped both breasts, his breathing as labored as mine. Very slowly he lowered his head as he flicked his thumbs back and forth across my nipples.

Whatever words he’d whispered I couldn’t hear and didn’t care. All I knew was that he appreciated my voluptuousness, something Joseph had made fun of more than once.

I wanted to laugh, shoving the horrible man aside. I was with the hottest man in the world and still I was lamenting over a bastard. The way Gage pinched my nipples was far too invigorating. I threw my head back, gasping for air as I stared up at the ceiling. The sensations were building, so white hot that soon I wouldn’t be able to breathe.

After tormenting my hard buds for a little while, he provided instant relief, pulling one tender bud into his mouth. The feeling was sensational, so much so I issued a series of moans. He was without a doubt the most passionate man I’d been with.

He concentrated on one before moving to the other, paying the same amount of attention to both. Everything about this was powerful and freeing. I continued to make purring sounds, my longing for him driving me crazy.

When he lifted his head, I did mine and I could tell his pupils were dilated.

Very quickly, I realized how much I needed to see all of him, gripping both edges of his shirt, ripping the rest of the buttons off completely. As they went flying across the room, he grinned like a true bad boy.

He yanked off his shirt by the back of the neck with a dramatic flair while I was ripping at his trousers. I hadn’t paid any attention that he’d left his belt in his office. As I ripped the material down his hips, he shook his head.

“You’re not in charge, babe. You never will be.” As he removed his trousers, I still couldn’t help myself, planting both palms on his chest.

The feel of his muscles was also amazing, tickling my fingers just like the sight of his naked chest sent another wave of dirty images into my mind. When he was finally undressed, he wasted no time dragging me to the heat of his body. This time, he lifted me off the floor and I clamped both legs around his hips.

Gage spun me around, pushing me with force against the entrance foyer wall. We were both so hungry we were tearing at each other, both our needs building to a fiery conclusion. This wasn’t about foreplay. This was about a rough taking, an explosive hunger. I only had a split second of seeing his gorgeous and very thick cock before he pressed the tip against my aching pussy.

No pretense. No hesitation. He drove the entire eight inches inside. I was breathless, pushing my head against the wall as my muscles struggled to accept his huge girth. The entire situation was spectacular, my body humming.

“Fuck. Me.” His words were almost garbled, every muscle in his body tense. As he pulled almost all the way out, I whimpered. “I ain’t going anywhere, baby. I’m just getting started.”

And still, he teased me by pulling out, plunging into me again and holding it. He’d gone so deep I was having difficulty breathing just as before. But this was the most delicious thing I’d ever experienced. My pussy was clenching and releasing, the rush of air into my lungs heated. I wasn’t certain how any man could be so good at doing this.

As rough as he was, including shifting back and forth, he was also caring, staring into my eyes as if I’d tell him no. Not a chance.

A grin appeared on his face as he pressed me against the wall, lifting one arm then the other. Whatever he was doing felt amazing. When he gripped both my wrists in one massive hand, I finally struggled for sheer effect.

“Tsk. Tsk. You don’t do that to a man in charge.” I didn’t even recognize his voice any longer. So deep. Rumbling from his need.

I was pushed into a moment of euphoria, my entire mind spinning. As he started fucking me this way, I was certain we’d both drop to the floor, but I should have known better. He was a strong man, muscular in all the right places. I’d never felt so out of control and that in turn was providing true peace. I couldn’t believe that was the case.

He continued to stare at me as he slowed down his rhythm, still gyrating his hips as he rolled onto the balls of his feet. Within seconds, I was certain I was going to lose all control. I’d only admitted it to the girls, God forbid, but no man had ever made me come.

Only my trusty vibrator.

But this man, this godlike creature was going to make me retract what I’d always thought to be the case. I did my best to meet every brutal thrust, squeezing my pussy muscles on purpose.

His grin widened as if slightly admonishing me. “You’re a bad girl.”

“Always.”

“One in need of being tamed.”

“Not by you.”

His laugh was far too sultry and I couldn’t hold back much longer.

“Come for me, baby. Come.”

If he really thought I was going to come on command, he was nuts. But suddenly, my toes began to curl involuntarily, a drift of hot electric energy sweeping through my body. The moment my pussy clenched again, I knew I’d lost it. There was no point in trying to tease or hold back. There was no chance of being able to do so.

The sheer pleasure of the moment forced me to close my eyes. My clit was aching, my nipples burning, and the feel as his cock continued to throb deep inside was a powerful aphrodisiac.

“Oh. My. God!” My scream floated into the air, my entire world turning upside down from the sheer rapture of the moment. Everything about this was bad but oh-so delicious. The orgasm was something I would never have imagined, my heart racing with every savage thrust he made.

We were both on fire, both needing more. The moment was perfection all wrapped up into a stunning man.

“Oh. Oh. Oh.” I could tell I was uttering sounds of some kind but I had my head lolled to the side, allowing the rapture to remain tingling all my senses.

“Come again,” he commanded.

Damn if his voice wasn’t exactly what I needed, the rumble of the first climax rushing into another. Now my mouth was wide open, real ecstasy floating through me. I had no idea how long he continued fucking me until he used a finger to slide my face forward once again.

“Don’t take your eyes off me.”

“No, sir.” The words came easily. I studied his face as it contorted only seconds later, the realization he was close to orgasming himself allowing me to smile. This was nothing I’d expected and everything I realized I wanted.

His muscles tensed again, his entire body shaking and I did my part to make his climax as explosive as mine.

I squeezed my muscles, clamping them down so tightly he threw his head back and roared. I could feel him erupting deep inside and could swear his shaft was expanding even more.

He refused to stop, still thrusting hard and fast. But as he started to slow, he freed his hold on my arms. I wrapped them around his neck, enjoying the last few seconds of him pulsing inside of me.

When he righted his head, his nostrils were flared. He captured my mouth all over again, the kiss even rougher but I loved every second of it. He slipped his hand under my buttocks, pulling me away from the wall.

He spun around, taking long strides toward another room, acting as if I weighed nothing. There was no real surprise when he took me into his bedroom, flicking on a single barely warm glow of light. I remained in his arms as he yanked down the comforter, pillows flying. The way he dumped me onto the bed told me one thing for certain.

He wasn’t done with me.

Leaning over, he planted both hands on either side of me, giving me the same stern look as before. “Do not go anywhere. I’ll be right back. We aren’t finished yet by a long shot.”

The words were almost as enthralling as everything else.

Almost…