Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24428 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 98(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Reaching out to interlace our fingers, he asked, “Did Sylas’s crack about me robbing the cradle bother you?”
I shook my head. “No, I’m not worried about what people think about the ten years between us. When you really think about it, it’s not even that big of an age gap.”
“Then what’s on your mind, baby?”
Heaving a deep sigh, I explained, “Percy was ice cold to me today…for the entire three and a half hours we were in the press box. It was weird. And very uncomfortable.”
“Shit, I’m sorry.” He reached over to give my hand a comforting squeeze. “Try not to worry too much about him. I already talked to Cole about there potentially being an issue with him after we bumped into him at the elevator. He said you don’t have anything to be concerned about.”
“Really?” I slumped in my seat as relief coursed through my system.
“Yeah, he’s gonna talk to him about whatever the hell his issue is with us dating. Cole will smooth things over,” he assured me.
“Thanks for being so observant and taking care of things so quickly.” I beamed a smile at him. “I definitely owe you one.”
“Hold that thought.” He winked at me as he turned into the club’s parking lot. “You can show your appreciation for me when we get home.”
“Thank goodness I said we were only coming for one drink.” I pressed my thighs together to ease the achy need in my core. “Now I wish we’d passed on the invite so we could just head straight back to your place.”
“Our place, if you’d just agree to move in with me,” he pointed out.
“It’s not even been half a day, and you said you’d give me as much time as I needed to decide,” I chided him with a mock glare.
“I also said I would do my best to convince you.”
He pulled into a spot but reversed right back out of it to exit the parking lot again. Twisting around to look out the back window, I asked, “Where are you going?”
“Back to my place so I can get a jump-start on that persuasion.”
The sensual promise in his deep voice was enough to convince me, but I still asked, “What about your friends? They’re expecting us.”
He shrugged. “If they ask, I can honestly say we only stayed for a little bit, and they must’ve missed us.”
“Way to put your geeky mind to work. Now hurry.”
10
GAGE
We’d barely hit any red lights, but it still felt as though it took forever to get back home. Once inside the apartment, we left a trail of clothes behind us as we kissed and undressed all the way to the bedroom. We were naked by the time we reached the bed, and I dropped to my knees in front of Rory, put one of her legs over my shoulder, and licked her pussy from bottom to top.
“Gage!” Her legs shook, and I knew she would struggle to stay upright, so I gripped her hips and kept her steady on her foot.
I inhaled deeply, then lapped at her juices a few times before plunging my tongue into her channel. “Always so fucking wet for me,” I mumbled before circling her clit with the tip of my tongue as I inserted one digit into her slippery hole. “Fuck,” I grunted as she clenched my finger. “So damn tight. Sometimes I’m shocked that you manage to take all of me.” I added a second finger and nipped at her thigh. “But this pussy was made for me, wasn’t it, baby?”
“Uh-huh,” she panted as she held my head, pushing me down to where she wanted me.
I chuckled and blew on the sensitive flesh, making her shudder with need. “I love how responsive you are.”
I dove in and devoured her pussy with gusto but always backed off right before she hit her peak.
“Stop teasing me, Gage.”
I grinned and flicked her clit with my tongue. “But it’s so much fun.”
Rory growled…literally growled. It was so fucking cute, I almost laughed.
“I think maybe I should use this to my advantage,” I mused as I lazily lapped at her center. “What would you give to be able to come right now?”
“Gage,” she panted, her fingers digging into my scalp. “I swear to all the football deities that if you don’t make me come—”
“That’s up to you, isn’t it, my little nerd?”
“Wh-what?”
“If you give me what I want, I’ll make you come as hard and as many times as you want tonight.”
I bit on her little bundle of nerves, and she cried out in frustrated pleasure.
“What do you want?” she groaned.
“I want you to move in with me, Rory.”
“But”—I started to put her leg down, and she wrapped it around my back—“no! Don’t stop!”
“Then give me what I want, baby,” I purred before scissoring my fingers inside her. I was playing dirty, and I didn’t fucking care. “Do you know how many times I’ve fucked you without a condom in the past week?”