Guarding Hope

Chapter 13

Hope woke up alone in Gage’s bed, feeling around, but the cool sheets told her all she needed to know. He’d left. When she looked at the clock next to the bed, she understood why. The sun had risen high in the sky. She’d practically slept the entire morning away. Hope stretched, then climbed out of bed wearing nothing but her birthday suit, feeling like a woman and so much more.

A smile crept over her face and stayed there as she dressed in her clothes from last night. She reached for the door handle to slink back into her room just in case anyone else entered the house, but she came up upon a broad chest.

“You’re up,” Gage growled, picking her up around the waist and kissing her hard.

“So are you, it seems.” Her pussy ground against his Wranglers and his throbbing cock.

He thrust his hand into her hair and crushed his lips against her soft ones. She gasped, parting them so invitingly. With a growl, he pulled back, lifted his shirt, and tossed it into the hamper next to the closet door.

“That I am, but it’s going to have to wait. I need a shower, and Dax is on his way here. It seems they have a plan to nab your father.”

She had no interest in talking about that lowlife father of hers. He’d taken enough of her happiness, and Gage gave it all back. She only had time for him. Hope’s eyes raked over his sweaty chest while her tongue swiped over her lips. “Wow, you look so sexy.”

He grabbed her close and grunted out his longing. “You do too, baby. I want to spend all day inside of you.”

Unashamed, she cupped his cock, stroking it painstakingly slow. “Do we have time for a shower together?”

“We do.” He carried her into the bathroom and set her on the large two-sink vanity. “Let’s get naked.”

As soon as they were both naked, Gage leaned forward and kissed Hope hard, lining his cock up with her entrance and thrusting inside. “Ugh,” Gage grunted.

“Gage.”

“Yes, baby?”

“We’re not in the shower.” Hope giggled.

“Oops. Let me fix that.” He scooped her up with his cock deep inside her and carried his little woman into the shower. The spray hit his back as he pinned her to the wall. “So fucking sexy. What a great idea.”

“Yes, it is. Fuck me, Gage.” He pumped harder into her tight pussy until they both shouted out their release. “Oh, Gage.” Her mouth crushed his as she ground out the rest of her orgasm on his still hard shaft, every drop of him emptying out into her womb. Getting her pregnant had crossed his mind from the moment he met her, and he did a hell of a job trying in the last twelve hours, but he wasn’t finished yet.

His phone pinged, alerting him that a vehicle passed the sensors. “Shit.” He pulled out of her, setting her on her feet before stepping out of the shower and grabbing his phone from the pocket of his jeans. “It’s Dax’s truck. They’re on their way. Sorry to cut this short, baby.”

“I’ll be ready in ten minutes. Get your naked ass washed up before you leave.”

“Damn, I can’t keep my head on straight with you around—especially naked.”

“Well, hurry up, cowboy.” She stepped out, taking a towel from him and wrapping it around her body. “I’m going to sneak into my bedroom.”

Ten minutes later, Gage rushed down to get the door while Hope waited to be called down.

“So what’s this plan of yours?” Gage asked, holding Hope’s hand in his. He trusted his friend, but his love for Hope overruled the confidence he had in Dax.

“Actually, it’s Hope’s plan. She wanted to call him. We have him feeling vulnerable and angry, and from what we learned, he’s ready to be pushed over the edge.”

“What do you mean? Who is your informant?” Hope had to know who would snitch on her father. Not that she believed they had. A part of her worried that it had been a ruse to get her. The thought of never seeing Gage again made her cling even tighter to his side.

“John Nowicki.”

She pushed away from Gage and shook her head, jabbing Dax in the chest. “Wait, he’s one of the guys looking for me. It’s not smart to trust him.”

Gage pulled her back and wrapped his arms around her. “I’m not going to let anyone harm you, Hope. Never.” He kissed her temple and added, “You’re mine, and I’m never letting go.”

“Listen. I know Nowicki is a piece of shit, but trust me when I say he’s reached a breaking point. He’s led us to the body of Jimmy Donato.”

“What? Body? The bastard’s dead?” A slow smile crept over her face. Jimmy had always been the one she hated.