Until Sage (Until Him 2)

“Sage.”

“Right here.” Dropping my mouth to hers, I move my knee between her legs so she’s straddling my thigh. Roaming my hand down the back of her calf, I pull her ankle around my hip. Her head tips to the side, and her mouth opens on a quiet whimper. Hearing that sound and tasting her on my tongue, I press my already hard cock into her hip as her hands slide up the back of my shirt and her nails dig into my skin.

Jesus.

I move my hand over the top of her thigh, her hip, and then her stomach. Biting her lip, I cup her breast and roll my thumb over her hard nipple through her shirt, hearing her moan as I move my mouth down her chin and the column of her throat.

“Please,” she whispers, and I pick her up without thinking and take a seat on the couch with her straddling my waist. Wrapping one hand around her hip, I slide the other up her back and into her hair at the back of her head. Dragging her mouth back to mine, I feel her heat through the fabric between us as my hips lift into hers and my balls draw tight. “Please,” she repeats, rocking into me, making my teeth ache as my jaw clenches.

Ripping my mouth from hers, I fight myself for control, when every instinct is telling me to take what’s mine. With a frustrated groan, I drop my forehead to her chest.

“Um…?” She pants, and I pull in a breath through my nose and tip my head back to look at her. Her hair is wild, her eyes are glazed with lust, and her lips are swollen from my kisses. She looks beautiful. “You stopped,” she says, and I don’t smile at the disappointment in her voice, even though I want to. I’m glad I’m not the only one affected in this situation.

“You said you’re not having sex with me,” I remind her quietly as my hands smooth over her soft skin.

“Right.” She nods, looking uncertain.

Moving my hands to her hips, I rock her against my cock, letting her feel what she’s doing to me. “I want you, Kimberly.”

“Sure,” she agrees as she tries to stand, but I don’t let her. In one quick motion, I flip her to her back and nip her neck. Once I have her attention, I move my face above hers.

“Your mouth is sweet.” I lick across her lips, smiling when she gasps. “But I know for a fact your pussy’s sweeter. So until I can have all of you, I need us to slow down. You almost had me coming in my jeans like a fourteen-year-old kid who just got his first taste of pussy.”

“What?” She blinks up at me in surprise.

“Since you, there’s been—”

“Don’t,” she cuts me off, trying to push me away, almost succeeding since the move was sudden.

“Calm down.”

“Get off me!” she yells, pushing harder while using her knees to try to shove me off.

“Listen to me,” I bark close to her face, and she stills for a moment as her chest heaves against mine.

“There’s been no one since you.”

“I’m sure,” she cries, pushing against my chest once more.

Taking her hands, I hold them above her head and press them down into the couch, waiting until she stops struggling to continue. “Since the moment we met, I wanted you. And when I walked away from you, I knew. As pissed as I was for what I thought you did to me, I still wanted you and knew no piece of random pussy would change that.”

“You….” She shakes her head, and I release her hands and frame her face.

“It was you. You ruined me for anyone else. You didn’t even know you were doing it, but did it all the same.”

“But—”

“No buts,” I interrupt, taking her mouth in a soft kiss before pulling away. “I have no reason to lie to you. Even when I thought you and Chris were together, I still held out hope you’d realize I was waiting for you,” I say, watching tears fill her eyes. Then she leans up, shoving her face into my chest.

Letting out a breath, I pull her up with me and hold her against my chest, hoping my confession has brought us a little closer to my end goal.

Chapter 8

Kim

GETTING MYSELF UNDER control, I pull my face from Sage’s chest and lean back. I knew Sage wasn’t the kind of guy you could easily forget, but I had no idea he felt that same thing for me. It didn’t seem possible that he could, but I heard the truth in his words when he told me that he hasn’t been with anyone since we were together.

“You okay?” he questions, running his fingers along my jaw, and I nod. “You sure?”