Engaging (Alluring Book 2) (17 page)

"All of it," she said, surging against him once more, grinding herself against his hard shaft.  She panted his name, close to orgasm.  He untangled his fingers from her hair and pinched her nipple through her T-shirt and bra while sucking on her neck.  And that was all it took to have her coming.

Gage continued to nibble on her neck while she came back to reality.  He stopped when he reached her ear and whispered, "What time do we need to leave to pick up Logan?"

Cassie looked at her bedroom clock.  "In about fifteen minutes."

Gage growled in her ear.  "You're mine tonight, Sunshine."

Cassie wasn't sure if he meant it as a threat, but to her, it sounded like one hell of a promise.

Chapter Thirteen

It seemed forever until it was time to put Logan to bed.  Gage unpacked while Cassie put herself back together then they left for the preschool.  They chatted with Sam and a few of the other parents, but as soon as Gage saw Logan, he scooped him up and made a bogus excuse for their hasty departure.  Seemed Gage was in as big a rush to get the day over as she was.

Cassie made dinner while the boys played some video game that Gage had bought and installed.  Then, finally, after dinner and a bath, it was bedtime.  Cassie made a dash for the shower (she couldn't recall the last time she had shaved her legs and figured that was a bad sign) while Gage sang Logan to sleep. 

She turned off the shower and reached for the towel she'd left hanging on the shower rod, but it wasn't there.  She opened the shower curtain and looked to the floor, thinking it had fallen.

"Looking for this?"

Startled, Cassie gave a little yelp.  Gage leaned, his shoulder against the bathroom doorjamb, the towel hooked on his pointer, dangling way out of her reach.   Cassie used the shower curtain to cover herself.  "It's cold."

"Come here and I'll warm you."

"Why don't you just give me the towel, so I can dry off."

"You know," Gage said, taking a step toward the shower, "one day that mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble."  He stopped in the middle of the bathroom and held the towel wide with both hands.  "Come here and I'll wrap you up."

Cassie looked down at herself.  She really didn't want to step out from behind the shower curtain.  Being naked while in the throes of wild sex was one thing, being naked while walking toward someone fully clothed, was quite another.

"Get over here now, Sunshine.  I won't ask again."

"Oh yeah, and what happens if I don't?"

He gave her an evil chuckle.  "Sunshine, you really don't want to know."

She wasn't sure what he had in mind, but she was one-hundred percent sure she didn't want to find out.  She cautiously stepped over the tub, walking quickly toward him, holding on to the shower curtain for as long as possible before letting it go.

He chuckled, wrapped her in the towel and lifted her into his arms. 

* * * * *

He threw her on the bed and stared down at her while he reached behind his neck and pulled his T-shirt over his head.  He placed a knee on the bed and leveled himself over her, capturing one corner of the towel and slowly peeling it away.  It was like unwrapping a present.  He remembered the feeling of excitement Christmas morning, finally, opening the presents that he'd been watching for weeks, knowing everything he wanted was under all that sparkling paper.  But he wasn't half as excited as he was right then, knowing what he was about to reveal was something he'd been craving for five long years and was his to do with whatever he pleased.

He hovered above her, gazing at her, not knowing where to start.  He wanted it all, and he wanted it all at once.  He reached out and traced a line down the center of her body.  Her stomach quivered under his touch, soon he would have her quivering all over.

His mouth captured her nipple, sucking it in deep, making her moan.  His dick hardened at the sound, pressing painfully at the seam of his jeans.  He twirled her nipple with his tongue, taking little nips with his teeth.  His hands roamed her body, and he felt hers caress his back, her nails lightly scraping his skin. 

He captured her hands and held them over her head.  This was his party, and he wanted nothing to distract him.  "Leave them there.  Don't move."

He leaned into her neck and breathed deep.  He loved her scent.  A special mixture of flowers and Cassie that made his cock throb.  He licked a path to her ear, stopping to suck in her lobe before whispering, "This first time, I'm going to make love to you nice and slow, so I can savor every moment of it.  Then, after I make you come, I'm going to fuck you again, hard and fast so I can hear you scream my name when I make you come again."  He bit her lobe lightly, scraping his teeth along its edge, feeling her shiver beneath him.

He trailed light kisses down the center of her body, between her breasts and over her belly until he reached the spot he wanted to be.  His hands gripped her inner thighs, pulling her legs farther apart as he slowly licked through her folds until he reached her clit sucking it between his teeth and swirling it with his tongue.  Her hips arched up, and he placed more pressure on her legs, keeping her in place.  He felt her reactions, knew she was close and stopped, not wanting her to come from his mouth.  He wanted to feel her coming on his dick.

"Please don't stop.  I was so close." 

"Patience."  He climbed back up her body.  "Don't worry, Sunshine, I'm going to make you feel good."  He captured her lips for a kiss before sitting at the edge of the bed to remove his boots and socks.  He stood, shucking his jeans, removing his underwear with them. 

He stared at her, stretched out on the bed, arms over her head and legs spread, memorizing every detail.  The sight an image he wanted to remember.

He got back on the bed, poised over her, captured her wrists in his hands and slowly pressed in, savoring it every inch of the way.  God, she felt so good.  So hot, so wet and so tight, dragging along his dick as he pulled out then slammed back in.  He struggled to keep his pace slow, wanting to cherish every second of their first encounter after so many years, but the little noises she made in the back of her throat were almost his undoing.  He watched her, storing away her every expression, wanting that implanted in his memory, as well.  She was getting close, he could feel her walls grabbing at him sucking him in.

Her eyes closed, and she tipped her head back.  He liked the look of ecstasy on her face, but he wanted her eyes more.  "Look at me."  She gave him her eyes.  "You good or do you need my finger at your clit?"

She shook her head against the pillow.  "No, I'm almost there."  She surged up and ground herself against him.  Just a few more thrusts and she was coming, coating him with her wetness.  He planted his face in her neck, breathed in her scent, thrust in two more times, then came.  Hard.

He waited to speak until his breathing slowed.  "You okay, baby?"  He mumbled into her ear.

"Yeah."  She sounded dreamy.  He liked that. 

He slowly moved in and out of her not wanting to pull himself out of her heat.  "You feel good, Sunshine."

"Mmm, so do you," she said, wrapping her legs around his waist and squeezing tight.

He gave her neck one last nibble before pushing himself up.  "Don't move.  I'll be right back."

He watched her stretch, enjoying the sight.  "I don't think I could move even if I wanted to."

He chuckled as he made his way to the bathroom.  He ran the water to warm then wet a washcloth and took it back to the bed.  "Spread your legs, baby."

"What?  No, give me that.  I'll take care of it in the bathroom."  She reached for the cloth, but he held it out of the way.

"Either you spread them or I spread them.  Your choice."  He watched her clamp her legs together tighter.  He placed the washcloth between his teeth and grabbed her knees, spreading her legs apart, placing his body between them so she couldn't close them again.  He began cleaning her with the rapidly cooling cloth.

"Would you stop that."  She tried to knock his hand away.  "God, this is embarrassing."

He ignored her flying hand and gave her a stern look.  "There is nothing embarrassing between you and me."  He put his head down and gave her a long, slow lick stopping at her clit and giving it a little twirl with his tongue.  He picked his head back up.  "Understand?"

* * * * *

All she could manage was a nod.  She watched as he lowered his head again, and she forgot all about being embarrassed.  He tossed the cloth to the floor and used his thumbs to spread her wide before diving back in.  She dropped to her back, arching her hips high, shamelessly giving him better access. 

She was lost in the bliss of his lips, tongue, and fingers, so lost, in fact, that it took her a moment to notice he'd stopped.  She lifted her head and looked down.  "Please don't stop."

He crawled up her body until his face was directly above hers.  He just watched her for a moment, and she was about to say something when he captured her face in his hands and surged inside her.  It was unexpected but welcome and she gasped at the contact.  He moved slowly and tenderly while looking deeply into her eyes.

He didn't say a word, he didn't need to, his eyes said it all and what they said spoke volumes.  She started to close her eyes, to hide behind her lids, so as not to see his powerful message.  She didn't want to acknowledge the feelings it invoked.  She wasn't ready to confront her falling heart.

"Look at me."  She quickly snapped her eyes open.  "I want to look into your gorgeous, green eyes as I make you come."

He held her head in place as he stroked into her faster, harder, deeper.  Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh as she exploded.  Shudders wracked her body and tingles slid down her spine as Gage pumped into her a few more times, then stilled.  He brought his lips to hers and gave her a gentle kiss before burying his face in her neck and whispering, "I love you."

Cassie opened her eyes and noticed two things.  Bright sunlight streamed through her blinds, and she was alone in bed.  She looked over at the bedside clock, seven-ten.  And then she panicked.  Logan never slept this late.  She jumped out of bed, threw on the first thing she found on the floor (which happened to be Gage's T-shirt that he wore yesterday), and ran out of the room.

She found both boys sitting on the living-room floor in front of the TV, playing their video game.  The sound was turned low, and an opened box of cereal sat between them that they reached into between their turns.

Gage looked over his shoulder and locked eyes with her.  He must have sensed her presence because she knew she didn't make a sound.  He gave her a sexy grin before leaning over to say something to Logan.  He stood from his position on the floor and slowly approached her.

"I've got to say, you, in the morning, disheveled from a night of sex, wearing nothing but my tee, is a sight I will never get tired of seeing."  He pulled her into his arms.  "Give me a kiss, Sunshine."

It wasn't a simple good morning kiss.  His mouth devoured hers, his hands going to her ass and squeezing it tight, which left her in a slight daze by the time he had finished.

"You let me sleep in," she said, softly after he lifted his head.

"Kept you up late last night."

This was true.  She had lost count of the number of orgasms he had given her after the first three.  "You were up late, too."  She needlessly pointed out.

"Not a hardship losing sleep for you, Sunshine."

That was sweet, too sweet, so she buried it.  "Logan's going to be late for school."

"We'll keep him out today."

Cassie knew it was only preschool, but she liked to set good habits.  Still, she found herself nodding in agreement.  She glanced back over at the box of cereal.  "You guys want something other than dry cereal for breakfast?"

"If you're offering to cook, I won't turn down a meal."

She gave him a smile.  "Anything special you'd like?"

"Whatever you make, I'll eat."  He gave her another squeeze and a kiss on the forehead before releasing her and returning back to Logan.  She went to the kitchen and made breakfast.

Cassie walked into the house and went straight to the kitchen for a glass of water.  She was hot and sweaty from working with Rosie, Sally, and Hank for the last two hours in 90-degree heat.  She heard Gage and Logan and looked out the kitchen window to see them running around the backyard.  Their antics made her smile.  Gage had his hands up like claws and every time he made a roaring noise, Logan would shriek.

Her phone chimed from her back pocket, and she pulled it out to see a notification from her rehabilitation website, Pit Bull Pals.  She tapped the screen to retrieve the message.  She read the tip about a couple of dogs seen chained in the backyard of a house in one of the local neighborhoods.  The message also related the dogs were in bad shape with bloody wounds and looking unkempt.

Cassie sometimes got these tips instead of them being called in to Animal Care and Control.  They were usually anonymous, so that was probably the reason why.  You don't have to leave contact information with Animal Care, but they preferred it. 

Cassie jotted down the address in the message and made the call to Animal Control.  Mary, one the switchboard ladies, promised she would dispatch a team out that day.