What She Wants (Cape May 1)

“He’s so powerful and majestic. It looks right on you, Gage.”

He turned around. “I don’t want to talk about my tattoo.”

“Oh?”

He shook his head, then took his dick in a firm fist and pumped, slowly. Summer’s lips parted and her small pink tongue darted out, licking, as if imagining his taste. “You want this, pretty baby?” Summer eagerly nodded for him, pleasing him beyond measure. He moved closer. “Go to your knees and lick me.”

Summer slowly lowered herself to the floor. The submissive position had his cock swelling with need. Leaning in, she licked him from balls to tip. “Fuck, that’s sweet,” Gage gritted out. “So damn sweet.”

As she rubbed her tongue over the sensitive, bulbous head, licking up a drop of precome, her hand cupped his balls, squeezing and kneading. Gage locked his knees in an attempt to keep from falling on his ass. Damn, she made him weak as a friggin’ kitten!

“Suck it, baby.”

She sucked him in, and Gage’s fingers tunneled into the thick mass of her hair. “Harder,” Gage instructed, his voice strained. “Suck it harder for me.”

Summer moaned and took him to the back of her throat, then suckled as if starved for the taste of his cock. She slid her wet mouth up and down his pulsing erection, making love to him with lips and tongue. One more lick and he’d be shooting his load down her throat.

He tugged at her until she released him, her arousal clear in her half-lidded gaze. “I love your mouth, Summer.” He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. The tangy scent of her desire hit his nostrils, and he groaned. “Mmm, I’m hungry for this soft pussy again.”

Placing one knee on the mattress between her thighs, Gage crawled toward her wet, welcoming cunt. He wrapped his arms beneath her thighs and urged her legs wider before pressing his mouth against her clit. He took it between his teeth and sucked greedily. Flicking his tongue over the sensitive bud, he absorbed the sounds of Summer’s hoarse cries and whimpers. She bucked against his face and came in a rush, screaming his name. Gage thought it was the sweetest damn sound in the world.

He kissed her swollen nub and started to lift away. Then, a horrible thought struck. “Shit,” he grumbled, causing Summer to frown. “The condoms are in my room,” he explained.

“That’s okay,” she whispered. “Lie down.”

He smoothed a hand over his head and watched as she scooted over to make room for him. “Uh, okay.”

How had she managed to turn the tables on him? He could’ve sworn he’d been the one in control. As she lay on her side, a tempting smile curving her pretty lips, Gage knew he’d stand on his damn head if she asked.

Summer had tried to avoid falling for Gage, but it seemed to be happening anyway. He was as tender as he was rough. As sensitive to her every need as a man could be. An incredibly generous lover. Knowing he’d be leaving soon, that she was only going to get hurt in the end, should have been incentive enough to kick his sexy butt right out of her bed. She should be trying to protect her heart. Watching the hunger on his face tore down her defenses, left her open and vulnerable. She couldn’t bring herself to care.

Rising over his big, hard body, she pressed her lips to his. Summer sank all her desires and emotions into the kiss. He quickly took over, pulling her in closer and wrapping his arms around her back. His tongue coaxed her open. Gage took the advantage, devouring her by small degrees. Never had a kiss made her feel as if she were being claimed. In some basic, predatory way, that was what Gage was doing. She didn’t know what it meant, and she refused to analyze it to death. All Summer wanted to do was feel. To feel Gage’s perfect body beneath hers, his hard cock between her thighs, pressing and insistent.

Summer broke the kiss and traveled butterfly kisses around his firm jaw, his chin, his throat, then finally to his perfectly chiseled chest. She spent a greedy amount of time licking and caressing his pectorals before drifting down over his abdomen to his jutting erection—where she most wanted to be.

Summer’s gaze clashed with Gage’s when she took his cock in her hand and squeezed. Raw need transformed his features. Gone was the tender lover. The hungry man staring at her now turned her blood to molten lava. His hands moved to her hair. As he grasped handfuls and pushed her toward the purple, swollen head of his cock, Summer smiled. She opened her mouth wide and sucked him deep.

Gage’s hips flexed. “Fuck, baby.”

Taking her time, Summer licked the slit in the tip, tasting a pearl of moisture. Gage groaned as she released his cock and then let her voracious tongue lick his balls.

“Suck on them, Summer.”

Only too happy to obey his rough command, Summer cupped the soft orbs in her hand, opened wide and slipped them between her lips. Gage’s fingers tightened in her hair as she sucked hard, grazing lightly with her teeth. She luxuriated in his masculine flavor.

He cursed and mashed her face against his groin. The untamed reaction had her own desire spiraling out of control. Summer wiggled, and his hold on her gentled. She released them, then brought his cock back to her mouth, playfully licking and suckling. Gage’s entire attitude shifted.

“You’re a tease. Do you want this hot, little mouth fucked?”

Summer let her silence speak for her.

Gage held her head and thrust. She gagged, forcing Gage to withdraw. “Relax, sweetheart. You can take me.” He slid in again, slower this time. When his cock hit the back of her throat, she hollowed her cheeks and flattened her tongue, allowing his engorged cock to slip deeper. He cursed and pulled free of her hungry mouth.

“So Goddamn sweet. You like this, don’t you? Say it,” he demanded. “You like having your mouth fucked?”

“Yes, Gage.”

“Touch your pussy and tell me if you’re wet.”