The Last Kiss

She could spend her life wrapped in Gage’s arms, his cock buried deep inside her. A sob threatened to rise but she forced it down. Tonight was not about tears but joy. She clung to him fiercely, raining soft kisses along his sweat-dampened brow. “That was amazing,” she murmured against his hairline, inhaling his scent as if to memorize it.

“I’ve missed you,” he said softly, his softened cock slipping from her body. “God, Elise...I’ve missed you so much.”

“Every night you’re in my dreams. We’re happy and we’ve built a life together...it’s my version of heaven.”

“Stop. You’re killing me inside. I can’t survive on the wisps of dreamland. I need you in my arms every night and beside me during the day. You’re my drug, sweetheart and you always will be.” He slowly tucked his cock away and slid back into the drivers seat. A sigh rattled from his chest as he caught his breath. Outside in the cold night, snow began to fall softly. His gaze roamed her body as she shimmied her skirt down and her breath caught at the tortured love in that gaze. “It takes everything in me not to kill that man, you know that right?”

“He’s a good man.”

“I don’t care.”

“He treats me like a queen.”

“Does he fuck you?” he countered in a hard tone and she nodded with a swallow as he added, “Then I hate him.”

“I don’t want to talk about Scott,” Elisa whispered. She felt bad enough that she was betraying the poor man, there was no sense in compounding her guilt.

“I don’t either.”

“Good. Then we’re agreed.”

“This is madness you know,” he stated, putting the car into gear and easing onto the road.

She smiled. “Then it is madness. I don’t care. I need this time with you.”

He nodded as if understanding the crazy bent of her thoughts and focused on navigating the slick roads that were quickly becoming covered with snow.

***

Gage drove up his long driveway and parked. “Stay,” he ordered quietly before coming around to the passenger side to open her door. She smiled up at him for his consideration and he had to resist the impulse to sweep her off her feet and carry her into the house. He reminded himself, she was not his bride, this was not the beginning of their lives together. This was one night.

Damn it all to hell.

He unlocked the house and they rushed inside to escape the swirling snow and frigid temperatures. Immediately, he went to the gas fireplace and lit it. Shadows danced on the walls as the flames lit up the room with a soft glow.

“Beautiful,” she murmured, taking in the surroundings. His home was a showpiece where he often entertained. He’d never much thought about the house, it was simply another tool in his arsenal, but seeing the house through her eyes made him puff with pride. She cast him a happy smile. “You’ve done well for yourself.”

“I have,” he agreed. “But it’s an empty accomplishment without you to share it with me.” Elise ducked her head and he caught the sheen of tears. He cursed his clumsy mouth. “I’m sorry. It just slipped out. I can’t help the way I feel. How I’ve always felt.”

“I feel the same,” she admitted in a pained whisper. “But you know I would never be so selfish as to willfully destroy our family for my own needs. My mother’s heart would never survive the news of our affair. I can’t do that.”

She was right. Melanie had a bum ticker. Something as upsetting as their relationship would certainly put that heart through a fatal workout. Gage would never do that to the woman who’d always been very good to him. He looked away from Elise to stare into the flames. “I wish things were different,” he said uselessly. Elise’s hands slid around his torso as she pressed herself against his backside. This felt right, even if it was wrong.

“Tonight is all we have. Let’s make the most of it,” she said, kissing his back. He closed his eyes and made a promise to himself to live in the moment. He turned to her, wrapping her in his arms. Her body nestled into his perfectly. She gazed up at him with love in her eyes. He could happily drown in that gaze. He would savor this night and milk every sigh, gasp and cry from Elise that he could because they would have to sustain him for a lifetime. “You’re wearing too many clothes for what I had in mind,” he murmured huskily as he plucked at her ruined blouse. The sheer fabric slid from her shoulders and dropped to the floor. Her skin shone like warm honey in the flickering firelight. Her breasts, proud and firm with rosy nipples that pebbled tightly beneath his hungry stare, were the subject of his every fantasy. How many times had he dreamt of these perfect breasts since that summer so long ago? Too many to count. He sucked a nipple into his greedy mouth and drew on the tip as if needing milk to sustain him. She wavered on her feet and clutched at his head as he suckled her. Her moans fed his soul as he laved the tips with ardent attention, moving from one to the other, cupping them within his palms, loving the feel of the weighty flesh in his hand. “So magnificent,” he murmured, his lips teasing the turgid tips and causing her to gasp and moan. “I’ve dreamed of your beautiful tits for so long. No one compares to you, Elise. And they never will.”

“Gage, make love to me,” she pleaded, threading her fingers through his hair with an urgency he felt vibrating through her fingertips.

He didn’t need to be asked twice. He scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the plush cushioned sofa that he’d paid an exorbitant amount of money to have. He’d never spent more than ten minutes in this room, but after tonight, he would forever remember it as his favorite. She quickly wiggled free of her skirt, bra and panties and before he could blink, she was gloriously naked to his gaze. Time had treated her well. True, she was no longer a blushing teen with an untried and tight body, but she had blossomed into a woman with all the right curves. He ached to reacquaint himself with every inch of her body. “I have to taste you,” he said with a throaty growl, barely able to make the words his throat was so tight. He’d already filled her core with his seed but he didn’t care. He wanted to taste his essence mixed with hers. The very thought hardened his shaft beyond endurance. Already, his cock strained to fill that hot and slick entrance but he would make her come first.

He pressed slow, lingering kisses down her belly, pausing to plunge his tongue into the bowl of her bellybutton. She arched, as if offering herself to him, and then cried out as he parted her dewy folds and lapped at the swollen bud hidden inside. He remembered what she liked, what drove her crazy and within seconds, he was dominating her pussy, demanding nothing less than a shattering orgasm.

“Ohhhh! Gage,” she panted, her anguished cries music to his ears. “Ohhh God, don’t stop!”

“Come for me, Elise,” he demanded against her clit, pausing only long enough to change his tempo. He pushed his tongue deep inside her, tasting every inch he could manage before returning to the insistent bit of flesh that made her squirm and cry out when he flicked it just right. He closed his eyes as her sweet musk filled his senses. Her thighs began to quiver and her head thrashed as she clutched at the cushion beneath her. He knew she was close and doubled his efforts. He worked her clit like a man possessed, needing to hear her soft cries of completion. She panted, then suddenly stiffened as she screamed his name. Her body jerked as the spasms of her womb shook her entire body. He smiled in triumph and kissed her inner thigh as he pulled out from between her legs. Her chest rose and fell from the exertion and her cheeks were flushed. Splayed naked on his sofa, looking deliciously sated with her eyes at half-mast as she attempted to catch her breath, Gage was overwhelmed by the moment. “God, how can I let you go back?” he asked. “I don’t know if I can.”

She wet her dry lips and smiled sweetly as she straightened with a knowing stare. “You’re a good man. When the time comes, you will.”

“I’m not a good man,” he growled at the pain that spiked through his blood at her belief in him. “A lot has changed since you knew me last.”

“Nothing about your heart has changed,” she disagree

d without hesitation. “You may be ruthless in business but when it comes to the people you care about, you would stop at nothing to protect them, which is why you’ve agreed to stay away. A selfish, heartless man wouldn’t have sacrificed his own happiness.”

“I did it for you.”

“Not only for me.” She reached out to him, ignoring his hard stare and plucking at the softest, most vulnerable place inside him. If only he could do as he pleased and have Elise in his life, and damn the consequences. But Elise was right. She knew him too well. Her sweet smile coupled with the bright, lascivious light in her eyes was his undoing as she beckoned. “Now, come here, my sweet brother. Let me return the favor.”

He quickly shucked his clothes, not caring where they fell. His erection jabbed toward her, eager and willing, and she didn’t hesitate. She tugged him gently toward her and wrapped her generous lips around his shaft, enveloping the head in warm, wet delight as she gripped the shaft with her palm and cupped his tender balls with her free hand. She moaned against his cock as if giving him pleasure gave her pleasure as well and he threw his head back with a groan. Her hand, tight and firm against his shaft, worked in concert with her mouth and it was a carnal sensation that nearly took him over the edge immediately but she sensed this and slowed her ministrations. He glanced down and caught her sweetly coy look as her lips wrapped around his cock and he moaned deep in his throat. “So amazing,” he gasped, unable to stop himself. He gripped her hair at the scalp and thrust against her mouth, jamming his cock down her throat. She took his length beautifully without gagging, a feat most women couldn’t handle; yet another reason among thousands that Elise was the only woman for him. “I’m going to come,” he warned her with a short rasp. He was going to shoot a load down her throat if she didn’t stop. And that’s exactly what she wanted, he realized with a jolt of pure lust. She wanted to drink his seed and consume him as much as he’d wanted to consume her.

He groaned loud enough to wake the neighbors (if he’d had any) and his balls tightened as his legs shook and locked. He couldn’t stop it, it was coming and it seemed it was going to knock him on his ass when it did. “Oh God, Elise...Oh, GOD!”

And then he blew, filling her mouth with hot spurts of smooth cream that she greedily slurped and swallowed until he was bone dry. She latched loose of his cock and he stumbled back, barely able to stand. His cock slowly started to soften but the pulses of his orgasm continued to rock his body. “Jesus,” he breathed, unable to believe how strong his orgasm was. “I can barely catch my breath,” he said, amazed and in awe of the power she held over him.

She returned his grin and wiped her mouth. “Do you have a bottled water, sweetheart?” she asked.

“Absolutely,” he said, walking on unsteady legs to the kitchen to grab them cold waters. He handed her a bottle after opening it and guzzled his own. It was several moments before either spoke. He tossed the empty plastic bottle to the floor and sat beside her. She immediately cuddled up to him and he sighed with happiness that was clouded only by the knowledge that it was temporary. “Imagine if we’d met each other under different circumstances,” he said.

He heard the smile in her voice as she said, “I know. We might be married by now with kids. Happy.”

Gage nodded, admitting with an almost sheepish chuckle. “That’s my secret fantasy.”

She turned to gaze up at him. “Really?”

“Yes.”

“I thought you couldn’t live in dreamland...”

“I lied.” He bent to kiss her, sweeping her mouth with his tongue. She rose to meet him and swung up to straddle his legs. His flaccid and spent cock twitched at the heat of her wet core warming his skin. “I’ve asked myself so many times why our parents had to hook up and fall in love but they’re so happy, Gage. I could never trade my happiness for theirs and I know you feel the same.”

“I know,” he said. “But during my darkest moments, I can’t help but say fuck it. I want you and damn the consequences.”

It felt as if he’d shared his deepest, dirtiest secret but she didn’t judge him for his weakness. She understood and he loved her all the more for it. He pushed a lock of blonde hair free from her shoulder and gazed upon all that ripe flesh before him. “Do you really love him? Will he make you happy?” he asked quietly, not sure if he wanted to hear the answer but he felt compelled to know.

“He does. He’s not you, but I can see myself making a life with him. A life filled with kids and a white picket fence and all those things that we can’t have.”

“I would give you as many children as you wanted,” he said, not knowing why he felt compelled to say anything. But the thought of Elise carrying his children made his heart ache with want and the knowledge that his children would never share her genes caused a sharp and sudden pain he couldn’t avoid.

Her eyes were sad and all she said was, “I know” before leaning in to seal her mouth to his. Their tongues danced and tangled, sliding sensually against one another building heat between them until her hot slit dripped with her juices. He pushed up, grinding his stiffening cock against her, needing to bury himself within that moist core again.

“I want you so much,” he whispered against the soft skin of her neck. “In a million years I’ll never stop wanting you.”

Tears wet her cheeks as she nodded in silent agreement. “Fuck me so hard I’m bruised and sore. I want to feel your touch on my body so that during the long plane ride home, I can remember every thrust of your cock inside me.”

“If I could I would brand you with my touch,” he said, fighting his own tears. God damn it. This was cruelty at its worst but he would do as she asked. She lifted and he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance and she sank down on the shaft with a deep groan of pleasure that he felt down to his toes. Her sweet pussy, warm and ready, was wet with her need and he thrust hard into that moist heat, pistoning her womb with a grunt. “That deep enough for you, baby?” he bit out with a moan as she rode his cock, gyrating on his thick erection like a stripper on a pole.

“Deeper,” she begged, her swollen, pink-tipped breasts bouncing as she rode up and down on his cock, groaning as she leaned forward so he could suck a nipple into his mouth. “Fuck me deeper, baby, please!”

He released the hard and pebbled tip and growled, “You got it” before lifting her off his cock and bending her over the plush sofa cushions. Her round ass was up in the air, her perfectly trimmed pussy lips glistening from their fucking, and he sucked in a sharp breath at the sight. He palmed both cheeks and squeezed before kissing her bare ass and giving it a nip. She uttered a soft squeak and then arched her back, offering herself to him. He pushed his cock deep inside, seating himself to the hilt within her honeyed walls. She cried out as he grabbed a fistful of her hair as he thrust. Her pussy wept with juices as he fucked her hard and deep, just as she desired. His beloved Elise, so beautiful, so perfect in every way, had always liked it a little rough. He rode her hard, jamming his cock into her over and over until he was sure he was hitting the backs of her teeth but he couldn’t seem to come. He needed more. Something she’d only done with him. Something he was sure she’d never do with anyone else.

“Elise,” he groaned, slowing his thrusts against her. She cried softly, knowing what he wanted. “Have you ever...?”

“No.” She stiffened in anticipation, or fear, he wasn’t sure. “Only you,” she whispered. And his heart sang. Another man would share her bed, have his children, but only he would claim her ass. She glanced back at him, understanding in her eyes. “Do it, Gage. Fuck me in the ass. I’m yours in that way, always.”

Gage didn’t wait. He pulled his cock free from her pussy and grabbing both cheeks, he spread them and wiggled his tongue along her puckered pink bud clenched tight. He played with the ring of muscle, coaxing it to relax, pleasuring her in the dirtiest way possible, yet felt no shame or reluctance. There was no part of Elise’s body that would disgust him. He would do anything that brought her pleasure.

And the feeling was mutual. Elise was offering her ass to him without reservation, even though he knew it wasn’t her favorite position. He lubed her ass with plenty of his saliva, though he wished he’d had better lube than just his spit. But he couldn’t wait. He would be gentle but he needed her so badly.

“Relax, baby,” he instructed softly, pushing the head against her tightly closed sphincter. “Open up for me. That’s it...” she breathed through the invasion, whimpering only slightly as he pressed slowly past the ring of fire. She shuddered and he thought he might explode with pure pleasure watching his cock get swallowed up in her ass. He made slow, shallow thrusts, readying her for the full force of his cock. She groaned and gripped the cushions tightly as she started to match his thrusts with ones of her own. “God yessss, Gage,” she whispered with a cry as the pleasure built. “Yesssss...fuck me! No more gentleness, do it now!”

Gage gritted his teeth against the urge to simply become a mindless fucking machine but he wanted to savor the moment. If only his cock wasn’t ready to blow already. “You feel so good, Elise,” he gasped, clutching at her hips, driving into her, watching his cock slide in and out of that gorgeous ass. “You’re so tight, so perfect. Oh my God!”

She matched his groans and soon her groans turned into cries as he rocked her body, fucking her harder than he ever thought possible, ramming his cock into her tiny hole without mercy. Elise was his! He poured his anger and frustration as well as love into every thrust; their cries of passion rang out through the empty and still house, the flames from the fire creating shadows as they fucked. That tell-tale tingle started and rumbled through his cock, spreading through his entire body as he came so hard, he nearly passed out. Elise wasn’t far behind. He pumped jets of his seed into her ass, pouring into her like a blasting hose, spraying her with his seed. He withdrew and collapsed to the floor and Elise rolled to her side, gasping.