Innocence Defied (New York) (10 page)

Her pussy was dripping wet, and from one second to the next, she lost all control and came with a series of violent shudders and ear-piercing screams.

Gage felt ten fucking feet tall and bullet proof.

Chapter Sixteen

Zoe lay draped over the bench like a wet rag as she tried to catch her breath. Amazing. That was amazing. It was all she could think. Her heart beat like an acid rock drummer, and her head spun like she’d just gotten off a carnival ride.

When feeling came back to her face, she managed to crack open her eyes and there he was. Gage. The most beautiful man she had ever seen. He was big as a Viking, built like a Greek god, and had the voice of a Southern-fried angel. Now, after spending years dreaming of this very thing, he was hers. Just the thought brought arousal rushing back into her veins.

It was real. He was really here and making love to her. Amazing.

Gage smirked as he leaned over and removed her restraints. She could only guess that grin was because she was still flopped where she’d landed after the orgasm had finished flinging her around. Surprisingly, she wasn’t embarrassed. She figured since she loved him she also trusted him to love her back, even if she did squeal like a crazy person and flop around. He was the one who made her feel like this, if he didn’t like it, he wouldn’t keep making her do it.

As soon as her hands were free, she sprang. Like a spider monkey on crack, she launched herself at him and latched on. He laughed and barely caught her as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck and kissed him like she’d been dreaming about kissing him for years. His laughter melted into a moan, and those big calloused hands first held her head to keep her in place for a delicious mind-blowing kiss, then slid down her body to cup her ass. His moan was even louder than hers when he squeezed her there and ground her against his shaft.

It didn’t take long before she had to pull back to breathe, because what he was doing between their bodies stole every bit of oxygen from her system. Her head fell back with a groan and his mouth—that lovely talented mouth—found a place on her neck that made every nerve in her body sit up and beg for more.

“Mmm, you like that, huh?” he murmured with a knowing chuckle.

“Oh God, yeah,” she was happy to say. “Oh I really, really do.”

More chuckling as he kept his mouth in place and walked them to the bed. She wasn’t sure how he managed to do it without crushing her, but he tumbled them onto the mattress and rolled until they were in the middle of it without her feeling a thing.

She was on top of him and his hands were still secured to her butt. He was doing things to her that made her gasp and mewl until she was ready to beg any second. First she had to figure out how to stop kissing him.

How do you stop something that had become your very need for survival?

“God, you kiss like magic,” she told him as he left her mouth to tease her ear and that spot he’d discovered on her neck. When he got, there she made another of the squeaks that only he seemed capable of bringing out of her. She flexed her hips against him in reaction.

That flexing rubbed her still-throbbing clit along the iron bar of his shaft, and they both groaned at the contact. It made her realize he’d shed his pants somewhere along the way, the knowledge both thrilled and terrified her. Was this it? Was he going to take her now? She tried to spread her legs to straddle him, but he stopped that motion easily.

“Next lesson, darlin’,” he said and started pulling on her hips. “I want you to lie on top of me and suck my cock while I eat your pussy. C’mon and get your juicy ass up here.”

Zoe froze for a second as she pictured his nose right smack in the middle of her butt cheeks, and
now
embarrassment came. Maybe it was silly, because he’d already had his face there but she’d been asleep when he had started, and his nose had also been pointed toward her bellybutton, not her bum.

She looked at him in panic as she worried about it, but he only chuckled at the look on her face and pulled her into position.

She felt awkward and ready to bolt as he positioned her knees on either side of his ears. When she lifted herself up so she was braced on all fours over him, she looked down her body at his face, then let out a groan. “Umm, are you sure about this?” she asked.

He was staring up at her pussy, and she could have died when he licked his lips and ran his hands up the backs of her thighs to cup her butt. He tried to pull her down to him, but she’d frozen in place and continued to look at him in alarm.

He tore his eyes away from her crotch and met her horrified expression head-on. “Zoe,” he said, in that tone of voice that made her melt. “Unless the next thing you want to say is
Alamo
, I suggest you bring your ass down here and then put that pretty mouth of yours to work.” When she could only sputter like a geek, he gave her his gentle smile and added, “Darlin’, you gotta trust me here. You are going to love this.”

“But…” She couldn’t believe she was actually going to have to say this aloud. “But, Gage...the umm. Well. Umm...the, won’t it, um smell?” She could barely finish speaking, and the last word came out in a whisper. She hoped to God he heard her, because she didn’t think she had the nerve to talk about the smell of her butt ever again.

“The smell?”

Oh God. Did he really just say that
that
loud? She wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but he was still holding on to the butt in question so she was stuck. “Oh, darlin’, I forget how innocent you are, and then something like this comes up.” He shook his head a little, and to her shock, lifted his face and took a big, exaggerated sniff. If that wasn’t enough, he pulled on her hips and rubbed his nose from between her labia all the way to her back hole, then forward again before lying back down to look at her. “You smell like sugar and sex, Zoe. It makes me fucking hard as steel, and I’d wear you like cologne if I could. Every. Fucking. Day.”

She gulped. He wouldn’t lie to her, even if it was to make her feel better. He’d never been like that.

“Now, relax and trust me.” Then he lifted back up and sucked her clit right between his lips.

Zoe forgot all about being embarrassed. Currents of sensation zapped from her core and outward in all directions with every lap and pull from his mouth. He pulled and tugged on her hips until she was sure she was smothering him, but he only hummed in pleasure and tugged her more. After endless moments of bliss, she remembered that she was supposed to be doing this for him too. Zoe turned her head and his straining shaft was right there. She thought she should maybe tease it a little, but she wasn’t sure how, so she just opened her mouth and took him in as far as she could. Must have done it right, she thought, because he shouted against her and his body turned to granite.

It was like a game of tag. Gage would suck and lick at her until she could hardly breathe, let alone move, and then he’d let up enough so she could focus on him. As the smooth, hot flesh slipped and slid along her tongue, she used first one hand and then alternated with the other as that one grew tired. She became addicted to the feel and taste of him.

Those salty drops that slicked her tongue when she did something he really liked were like prizes she won, and she got greedy for them. His hips started to pump and his shaft got even bigger and harder the longer the blowjob went on. Gage was moaning into her core and the vibrations felt so good she moaned onto him to see if he liked the feel as well.

He did. His hips came clean off the bed and she heard as well as felt him say, “Christ, yes,” against her. She kept doing it. Soon his hips took on a life of their own, and it was more that he was fucking her mouth rather than she was giving him head, and she gloried in it. She did her best to keep her tongue moving, her teeth out of the way, and used the tight clasp of her fist to torment and enhance his thrusts.

He was going to come—she knew it. She could feel the peak boiling up in him, and the closer he got, the closer she got. He started really thrusting and his sac was drawn up tight and close to his body, where just a moment ago it’d been bobbing gently with his motions. She wanted his climax more than she wanted her own, and doubled her efforts. He felt it and cursed again. This time she couldn’t make it out, too caught up in both what she was feeling and what she was doing.

Just when she was sure he was going to come, Gage moved his hands and she was galvanized when he slid his two longest fingers into her core and his pinky circled, then pushed into her tight back hole. Zoe forgot how to breathe or move, and though he kept thrusting, she hung above him in an agony of confused desire. He pumped once, twice, and then twice more, and that confusion burst into a million shards of light that shot from her throbbing center out. He growled encouragement to her and kept going, while wave after wave bombarded her and flooded onto him.

He snapped. While she was still quaking in the throes of it, he flipped her onto her back then knelt straddling her waist. Gage roared as that first hot ribbon burst from him to splash across her breast. His hand pumped and squeezed his shaft and he aimed the second blast so it landed on her other breast, and then the third and fourth flew between them. She watched his face as he watched her, and thought he’d never looked so fiercely handsome as he did right then. With a last shudder and jerk, his eyes closed and he slumped forward until he was braced above her on one hand while his other still stroked himself. It took him several deep breaths but eventually he opened his eyes to look down at her again. She watched as he took in the sight of her breasts decorated with his seed. The look on his face made her want to do it all over again. When his eyes met hers, the smile she gave him must have made it clear what she was thinking.

“Darlin’,” he said all breathless and raspy, “you are gonna be the death o’ me.” Then he leaned down and kissed her with a sweetness that brought tears to her eyes and a tender joy to her heart.

“You want me to do
what
?” Zoe looked at Gage the next morning with dawning horror. They had slept through the night with Zoe draped over him like a blanket. He’d woken her twice during the night, once with his mouth between her legs again and once with his hands there. Then when the alarm went off, he’d dragged her into the shower and bathed her from head to toe so thoroughly that she’d barely been able to stand on her own when he was finished.

While she bathed him in turn, Gage had showed her how to bring him to climax using just her hands. As she watched him tremble and gasp and groan at the touch of her fingers, she’d been awed. Her entire existence she’d loved him from afar and he’d always seemed larger than life and completely out of her reach. Now he was here and touching her and teaching her how to touch him, and it was a miraculous.

What he was asking now, however, was more than a little scary.

“You are going to spend the day at work with me,” he repeated, his voice calm and reasonable. “Everyone there will think you are my new intern.”

Zoe was sitting on her bed, wearing nothing but a towel as she watched him rifle through her closet while he spoke to her over his shoulder.

“What you’ll really be there for is to act as my sub.” Gage turned to her with a skirt suit in his hands. The sinfully soft fabric was a deep dark blue with a thin silver pinstripe. It was a super mini with pleats to the skirt that made it bounce and tease with each step. He then pulled out a silk cami in pomegranate red to go under the cropped jacket.

“Gage.” She tried again. “What if someone comes in? You could get in trouble.” When he only chuckled and laid her clothes on the bed beside her, she sputtered, “I’m not kidding. What if we get caught and you get in trouble with your family?”

“Oops.” He cupped her face in is big palms. “You worry too much. I own the company, I can’t get in trouble.” When she opened her mouth to argue, he laid his lips over hers and kissed away every thought she had in her head.

“Being the boss has a few perks. One of which is that no one—no one—comes into my office without waiting for my okay to enter.” One more kiss and then he walked out, leaving her tingling but still a little scared.

“Mr. Hollister, you have Mr. Marshall Senior on line one.”

Gage lifted his head from between Zoe’s legs with a jolt. She was sprawled out on his desk with that tiny skirt tangled up around her waist. He’d strapped her legs up and back with some Velcro restraints that he’d secured around her chest. He sat back in his chair. As he swirled a couple fingers in the juices he’d drawn from her, he watched her face as she struggled out from the fog.

“Thank you, Karen,” he replied when he’d depressed the intercom button with his free hand. Knowing it was just this side of mean, he said, “Sub, I want you to be very quiet as I take this call.” When she looked at him in panic, he quickly opened the line before she could voice an objection that he’d have to discipline her for.

“Allen,” Gage said to Zoe’s father as he slid his thumb in a firm circle over her clit. “How are you?”

Gage had to bite the inside of his lip to keep from laughing at the look of horror on her face.

“Fine. Just fine, son.” Allen Marshall’s voice came through loud and clear over the speaker and all of Zoe’s body vibrated in her effort to block out what was happening while her father’s voice floated around her.