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Daria felt him pulsing and twitching and smiled. Her pussy continued to spasm around the thick cock, massaging it. That action caused Gage to groan several more times and occasionally pull back and try to thrust even deeper. His random movements turned her orgasm from one single peak to a rolling reaction that rumbled through her until she could not tell where one ended and the next one began.
When they finally came back down to Earth, Gage rinsed them off once more. He eased his cock from her core then set her on her feet. Daria could barely move and leaned against the tiled wall of the shower to watch with what had to be a goofy grin as Gage grabbed a towel and quickly wiped himself down.
When he pulled her from the shower and began to dry her off, she tried to take the towel from him. “I can do this myself,” she said.
“But I like touching you,” he responded without stopping. Once she was thoroughly dry, he set her on the counter between the two sinks and walked out of the room.
Before Daria could get her muscles to cooperate enough to follow, he returned with the bag of clothes he had bought for her. In less than a minute, he had her dressed in the bra and T-shirt he had bought her.
“Here, brush your hair.” He pulled a brand-new comb out of the bag and handed it to her.
Daria did not argue, just swiped the comb through her hair as she usually did and tossed it on the counter. She jumped down and had to catch herself when her knees wobbled so badly they would not hold her up.
Taking several deep breaths, she walked into the bedroom and retrieved her pants. By the time she’d finished dressing, he was dressed down to his shoes and was pulling the bed together.
“Gage?”
“Yes, angel?”
“Do you think this thing will work? Between the three of us, I mean,” she said as he fluffed the pillows and piled them on the bed.
He came to her and pulled her to lean against his chest, holding her securely. “It will work if we want it to. We’ll be able to talk more when everyone goes home tonight, but for now just know that Roman and I care for you more than you will ever really understand. Now why don’t you go on downstairs? I have to get something out of the safe, and I’ll be right behind you.”
Though she wanted to argue, Daria left the bedroom instead, closing the door behind her. She glanced across the landing and found the door to the guestroom closed as well. So Gage was trying to protect her by letting everyone think she had slept alone last night. If only they knew the truth.
As she descended the stairs to the foyer, Daria’s mood dropped from an “I got laid twice in an hour” high to an “oh my God, Mrs. Stone is dead and I’m alone, homeless, and unemployed” low so quickly that she was dizzy by the time she reached the open front door. When she saw Roman standing outside talking to Kelso, she could not help herself. Walking outside she wrapped herself around him.
* * * *
Gage walked around the room several times before he felt steady enough to rejoin the crowd downstairs. After retrieving the envelope Roman asked for, he descended the stairs. When he saw Daria out on the porch snuggled up against Roman, the jealous feeling he thought he had conquered earlier returned with a vengeance. Instead of stomping out and making a scene, he went into the kitchen and pulled a soda out of the refrigerator. Then he pulled out the apple ugly pastry he had bought for Daria and put it on a plate.
He smiled and spoke to people as he wandered the house before going out onto the porch to join his Master and their woman.
“Here, angel, you need to eat,” he said, handing her the plate and can. Turning, he left quickly, his gut churning with the dark emotions that filled him knowing she had gone to Roman as soon as she had left him.
Chapter 9
It was late afternoon before the house finally emptied so that Roman, Gage, and Daria were alone. At one point Roman, Gage and Kelso had closed
When they finally came back down to Earth, Gage rinsed them off once more. He eased his cock from her core then set her on her feet. Daria could barely move and leaned against the tiled wall of the shower to watch with what had to be a goofy grin as Gage grabbed a towel and quickly wiped himself down.
When he pulled her from the shower and began to dry her off, she tried to take the towel from him. “I can do this myself,” she said.
“But I like touching you,” he responded without stopping. Once she was thoroughly dry, he set her on the counter between the two sinks and walked out of the room.
Before Daria could get her muscles to cooperate enough to follow, he returned with the bag of clothes he had bought for her. In less than a minute, he had her dressed in the bra and T-shirt he had bought her.
“Here, brush your hair.” He pulled a brand-new comb out of the bag and handed it to her.
Daria did not argue, just swiped the comb through her hair as she usually did and tossed it on the counter. She jumped down and had to catch herself when her knees wobbled so badly they would not hold her up.
Taking several deep breaths, she walked into the bedroom and retrieved her pants. By the time she’d finished dressing, he was dressed down to his shoes and was pulling the bed together.
“Gage?”
“Yes, angel?”
“Do you think this thing will work? Between the three of us, I mean,” she said as he fluffed the pillows and piled them on the bed.
He came to her and pulled her to lean against his chest, holding her securely. “It will work if we want it to. We’ll be able to talk more when everyone goes home tonight, but for now just know that Roman and I care for you more than you will ever really understand. Now why don’t you go on downstairs? I have to get something out of the safe, and I’ll be right behind you.”
Though she wanted to argue, Daria left the bedroom instead, closing the door behind her. She glanced across the landing and found the door to the guestroom closed as well. So Gage was trying to protect her by letting everyone think she had slept alone last night. If only they knew the truth.
As she descended the stairs to the foyer, Daria’s mood dropped from an “I got laid twice in an hour” high to an “oh my God, Mrs. Stone is dead and I’m alone, homeless, and unemployed” low so quickly that she was dizzy by the time she reached the open front door. When she saw Roman standing outside talking to Kelso, she could not help herself. Walking outside she wrapped herself around him.
* * * *
Gage walked around the room several times before he felt steady enough to rejoin the crowd downstairs. After retrieving the envelope Roman asked for, he descended the stairs. When he saw Daria out on the porch snuggled up against Roman, the jealous feeling he thought he had conquered earlier returned with a vengeance. Instead of stomping out and making a scene, he went into the kitchen and pulled a soda out of the refrigerator. Then he pulled out the apple ugly pastry he had bought for Daria and put it on a plate.
He smiled and spoke to people as he wandered the house before going out onto the porch to join his Master and their woman.
“Here, angel, you need to eat,” he said, handing her the plate and can. Turning, he left quickly, his gut churning with the dark emotions that filled him knowing she had gone to Roman as soon as she had left him.
Chapter 9
It was late afternoon before the house finally emptied so that Roman, Gage, and Daria were alone. At one point Roman, Gage and Kelso had closed
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