What She Wants: Cape May, Book 1 (5 page)

A peach-and-beige-striped couch and matching love seat complemented the light pine coffee table and large entertainment cabinet. Cozy and uncluttered. He liked it.

“Do you want something to drink?”

Gage looked down at her. She had her hands clutched in front of her, as if nervous. Gage couldn’t help but think about her two years of celibacy. What did a woman do with two years of no sex?

He closed the small space separating them and cupped the back of her head. “I don’t want a drink, baby. I want you.”

Desire darkened her eyes. A light blush stole over her cheeks and it was so fucking adorable. He kissed her, just a tender peck. Anything more and he’d lose control, take her on the living room carpet. Gage entwined his fingers with hers, enjoying the feel of her silky skin engulfed by his large hands.

“Where’s your bedroom?”

She blinked as if trying to assimilate all that was happening, before pointing to a closed door. Gage dropped his hands from hers and moved behind her. He gripped her waist and nudged her forward. When her feet started to move, Gage let a grin escape. Summer didn’t stop until she reached the other room. Gage’s temperature spiked as he pictured Summer spread out on the king-sized sleigh bed, naked. The image wouldn’t leave his brain. His cock seemed to think the door would do just fine. He could slam into her nice and hard and fast. He’d drive his dick so deep inside her, neither of them would be able to walk afterward.

Gage forced himself to stay still. “Baby, look at me.” Her expressive eyes ate him up. “Are you excited?”

“Yes.”

Her eager voice tore a path clear to his soul. His hands went to her tank. As he revealed her magnificent tits, Gage stopped, unable to drag his attention away. Damn. “You have the sweetest body.” He took her nipple between his finger and thumb, then squeezed. She arched toward him, her palms flattening on his chest.

Gage stepped back, breaking the connection, and whispered, “Undress.”

Summer stood in the room, only a tiny table lamp beside her bed illuminating her body. She stared into his eyes and Gage stared right back, waiting for her to make the next move. When she stepped back and whipped off her shorts and let them drop to the floor, his muscles bunched. He skimmed out of his shirt and shorts in a matter of seconds.

“Turn around, Gage.”

The calmly issued demand took him by surprise. “Why?”

“I want to see your tattoo.”

Gage turned and gave her his back. When her fingers traced the dragon tat, he shuddered. “Do you like it?”

“It’s beautiful. When did you get it?”

Gage tried to focus on her words, but it wasn’t easy, considering her talented fingers were stroking his skin as if she were a sculptor and he the clay to be molded. “A buddy of mine took me out drinking when I turned twenty-one. I woke with a hangover and the top half of a dragon etched into my skin. Took a few more visits to get the rest of it finished.”

“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.”

Summer let the fingers of one hand drift between her thighs. When she encountered the swollen, wet folds of her pussy, she let out a whimper.

“Tell me,” he urged as he slid the head of his cock over her lower lip.

“Yes, I’m wet.”

“Son of a bitch, I want to fuck you.”

“I’m on the Pill.” It was dumb to have sex without a condom. Summer knew that, but she couldn’t seem to remember why. All she wanted was Gage, sinking deep.

Gage’s eyes turned tender as he whispered, “Naughty temptress.” When he pushed his cock between her lips once more, Summer eagerly surrendered.

“Good girl, now play with that lovely cunt for me while I fuck this pretty mouth.”

Swirling her finger around her clit, Summer tried to concentrate on not coming too soon. Gage let his cock travel over her tongue. While her fingers played, Gage’s rhythm increased. He held her head still as he pumped against her face, burying his cock inside her mouth. He smoothed her sweat-soaked hair back and groaned her name, then thrust once more. Summer spiraled out of control as Gage shouted her name. At the same instant, his hot come hit her tongue. She drank his salty fluid, licking him clean, before she slipped two fingers inside her pussy. Summer burst wide open. The unyielding hold his hands had on her head loosened, and she collapsed against him.

Strong hands lifted her until she blanketed his large, powerful body. “Damn, Summer. You’re something, you know that?”

His hoarse voice and stunned expression pleased her.

“You aren’t so bad yourself, Gage.”

He pulled the throw blanket covering the foot of the bed over their heaving bodies before pressing his lips to the top of her head. “Sleep, sweetheart. You’ll need your strength for tomorrow.”

Unable to contain the rush of excitement, Summer buried her face against his chest. As Gage flipped off the light, plunging them into darkness, she sighed and let herself enjoy the feel of having a replete Gage Knight beneath her. “I could stay like this forever,” she murmured.

For a long time, Gage didn’t speak, and Summer was terribly afraid she’d ruined the mood. Just when she thought he’d fallen asleep, he said, “Me too, baby. Me too.”

The words were spoken so softly, Summer was sure Gage hadn’t intended for her to hear them. She feigned sleep and tried not to think about how much she would miss him once he was gone. Sleep would be a long time coming.

Chapter Eight

Summer came awake with a bright light in her eyes. Morning. As she squinted and pulled her foggy brain out of her dream world, she realized something wasn’t quite right. A warm, hard body was curved up against her back, one powerful leg nestled between her thighs. The memories of the previous night flooded back.

She tried to wiggle free, but Gage only grumbled and pulled her in tighter. When he pressed his lower half into her, his erection slid along the crease of her ass.

“Don’t move.”

Oh, God, his gravelly voice was such a turn-on. “I’m stiff,” she complained. “I need to get up.”

“Give me a minute and I’ll carry you to the shower.”

She laughed. “I’m not that stiff. I can walk just fine.”

He smoothed his hands down her belly until he cupped her mound. She trembled at the feel of his callused fingers so close to where she needed him. “Gage…” she breathed out.

“Take the day with me,” he said in a coaxing tone. “Let me show you how to play.”

She moaned as his hands continued their journey. He slipped his fingers between her legs and stroked her slit. She whimpered.

“Yeah, okay.”

He chuckled against her hair. She could feel the rumble of it all along her spine. Summer’s heartbeat sped up. She looked at the bedside clock and groaned. “I need to see if Tory’s available to fill in for me first.”

Gage pulled his fingers away from her pussy, which was a damn shame considering she was already wet and ready for him, then reached over and grabbed the phone. “Call her.”

Who was she to argue? Summer dialed Tory’s cell phone. It was early still and she fully expected it to go to voicemail.

“Hello?”

Not voicemail. “Hey, it’s Summer.”

“Let me guess, you want to know if I can fill in for you, right?”

“How’d you know?”

“I thought maybe you’d be, uh, distracted today. I took the initiative and let myself in.”

Gage shifted positions so she was flat on her back, his body pinning hers to the mattress. She nearly lost track of the conversation as he dipped his head and kissed her nipple. “You’re already downstairs?”