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felt full where his finger pressed but also like she wanted more. His mouth went back to kissing and lapping at her and that finger started pumping. With the next thrust, she groaned and felt her inner muscles clamp down and try to hold his finger inside her. Gage moaned and sucked even harder on her clit. She quivered from head to toe and did it again.
The pressure from his fingers changed and she realized that he was pushing a second one into her. It was a strange pinching feeling that bordered on pain, but somehow the pain felt pleasurable too. He didn’t shove—instead he coaxed, nudging until her flesh relented and gave way to him. The feeling of fullness was an almost agonizing ecstasy; pain and pleasure so entwined that she couldn’t tell one from the other.
Her head spun as the cocktail of sensations he mixed within her began to reach critical mass. Then the fingers twisted inside and instead of pumping in and out the way they had been, they flexed up. She jolted in shock, not sure what he’d touched but it triggered a full body reaction. He did it again—a firm sort of tapping that felt like it was touching her clit from the inside. All of a sudden there was a new sensation down there, a weight that felt dangerously like she had to pee. She looked at him in panic and tried to pull away.
She couldn’t. He was immovable and he didn’t stop. As the weight grew so did her panic and she flopped to the mattress with a helpless scream as that relentless tap-tap-tap continued. His mouth was relentless, too, and Zoe’s screams grew louder. Her vision went white and cloudy at the edges and still he didn’t stop. Tap-tap … tap. The last thing she was aware of was the sound of Gage growling as her mind and body exploded in bliss.
“Sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen, baby,” Gage said as he sat back on his heels and pulled Zoe up into a sitting position. She looked dazed, he noticed with a surge of male pride. With his hand scooped at the back of her neck, he kissed her with all the pent-up passion he had. She startled at first, he assumed she was hesitant at the smell and taste of herself on his mouth. After hardly a pause she mewled and wrapped both arms around his neck to kiss him back full force.
Her legs were draped over his thighs with her bottom still planted on the bed, and when she tried to scooch closer, she pulled back with a gasp.
“Oh my God.” She looked down between them in horror. “Please tell me I didn’t just wet the bed.”
He tried, he really did, but she was so earnestly concerned that it was impossible to hold back the laugh. She was so adorably shocked, though, and the look on her face was just too priceless. The mattress was soaked with her climax—hell, he was soaked with it—and it was no wonder the little innocent thought her bladder had released.
“No, darlin’,” he answered warmly. “That’s not what you’re thinkin’ it is. That’s normal for a G-spot orgasm. Women release like that when they have one.”
“Really?” She gave him a skeptical look. “I thought the G-spot was a myth.” She looked back down between them and she dabbed a finger at the soaked linens with her nose wrinkled up.
He cupped a hand over her swollen, tender center. When she jumped and looked up at him, he asked, “Did that feel like a myth to you, Oops?”
Her smile was pure feline and caused his aching shaft to throb against his belly.
“Well, I wouldn’t say that. However I would say it was an orgasm of mythical proportions.” She apparently forgot about the sheets and wrapped her arms back around his neck, then tightened her legs until she’d pulled herself fully into his lap. With a hum of appreciation, he scooped her ass into his hands and headed for the shower. They both needed it.
The shower in the townhouse was one of Gage’s favorite things about visiting New York. Trevor had designed it with lovemaking in mind. There were showerheads coming from every possible
The pressure from his fingers changed and she realized that he was pushing a second one into her. It was a strange pinching feeling that bordered on pain, but somehow the pain felt pleasurable too. He didn’t shove—instead he coaxed, nudging until her flesh relented and gave way to him. The feeling of fullness was an almost agonizing ecstasy; pain and pleasure so entwined that she couldn’t tell one from the other.
Her head spun as the cocktail of sensations he mixed within her began to reach critical mass. Then the fingers twisted inside and instead of pumping in and out the way they had been, they flexed up. She jolted in shock, not sure what he’d touched but it triggered a full body reaction. He did it again—a firm sort of tapping that felt like it was touching her clit from the inside. All of a sudden there was a new sensation down there, a weight that felt dangerously like she had to pee. She looked at him in panic and tried to pull away.
She couldn’t. He was immovable and he didn’t stop. As the weight grew so did her panic and she flopped to the mattress with a helpless scream as that relentless tap-tap-tap continued. His mouth was relentless, too, and Zoe’s screams grew louder. Her vision went white and cloudy at the edges and still he didn’t stop. Tap-tap … tap. The last thing she was aware of was the sound of Gage growling as her mind and body exploded in bliss.
“Sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen, baby,” Gage said as he sat back on his heels and pulled Zoe up into a sitting position. She looked dazed, he noticed with a surge of male pride. With his hand scooped at the back of her neck, he kissed her with all the pent-up passion he had. She startled at first, he assumed she was hesitant at the smell and taste of herself on his mouth. After hardly a pause she mewled and wrapped both arms around his neck to kiss him back full force.
Her legs were draped over his thighs with her bottom still planted on the bed, and when she tried to scooch closer, she pulled back with a gasp.
“Oh my God.” She looked down between them in horror. “Please tell me I didn’t just wet the bed.”
He tried, he really did, but she was so earnestly concerned that it was impossible to hold back the laugh. She was so adorably shocked, though, and the look on her face was just too priceless. The mattress was soaked with her climax—hell, he was soaked with it—and it was no wonder the little innocent thought her bladder had released.
“No, darlin’,” he answered warmly. “That’s not what you’re thinkin’ it is. That’s normal for a G-spot orgasm. Women release like that when they have one.”
“Really?” She gave him a skeptical look. “I thought the G-spot was a myth.” She looked back down between them and she dabbed a finger at the soaked linens with her nose wrinkled up.
He cupped a hand over her swollen, tender center. When she jumped and looked up at him, he asked, “Did that feel like a myth to you, Oops?”
Her smile was pure feline and caused his aching shaft to throb against his belly.
“Well, I wouldn’t say that. However I would say it was an orgasm of mythical proportions.” She apparently forgot about the sheets and wrapped her arms back around his neck, then tightened her legs until she’d pulled herself fully into his lap. With a hum of appreciation, he scooped her ass into his hands and headed for the shower. They both needed it.
The shower in the townhouse was one of Gage’s favorite things about visiting New York. Trevor had designed it with lovemaking in mind. There were showerheads coming from every possible
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