“You’re not hurting me, Tessa.” And as if to prove his words, he brought her body flush against his, forcing her to straddle his thighs to keep her balance. Pretty sure his entire body ached, she put her hands on the back of the sofa instead of his wounded shoulder, balancing herself on her knees. This allowed Gage full access to her, and he didn’t hesitate to take advantage of it. His wide hands spanned her waist to her hips before squeezing her ass. She’d never felt little before, she’d always been on the curvy side, but Locke, and now Gage, changed her view of herself. Vulnerability filled her, she had been forced to give her trust and body to men she barely knew, but she was convinced they didn’t wish to harm her in any way.
Nonetheless, it was a stranger who was kneading her derriere and possessing her lips like a starved man. Thoughts of Locke came to mind as she kissed Gage, and she imagined for a second what it would be like to kiss him but immediately dismissed the thought. She might be willing to have sex with two different men, but her mind shouldn’t be filled with anything other than lust. Possessing and possessed, nothing more. Maybe the two guys had found something when they fucked each other without those pesky deeper feelings that messed the whole physical thing up.
His hands roved over her body, cupping her breasts through her top. Barely breaking the kiss, Gage slipped his hands under the fabric. “Damn, Tessa.”
She wanted this, and there was no way would she be a passive participant. Gripping the edge of her top, she didn’t think and pulled it over her head before throwing it over her shoulder.
Gage didn’t hesitate and closed his mouth around her nipple and tugged, making her bow in surprise, before soothing the bite, laving the sting with his tongue. In reaction she buried her hands in his hair and pulled hard, allowing her access to his mouth again. This time it was a wicked battle. Nothing in Gage was calculated. His hands were hot over her skin, hard, demanding. Urgency flamed her lust, making her forget about his bruised body. Only the need to take it, him, remained.
Her world spun, and she was under him. Her mind was about to tell him not to strain his body, but he pulled at her shorts and Tessa lost her breath.
Gage’s face was a mask of intense hunger, and Tessa almost panicked at his intensity. She’d asked for heat and got a raging fire instead.
Naked under his gaze, the fighter straightened to remove his clothing with such speed, if she hadn’t known about his injuries and seen the bluish areas on his skin, she wouldn’t have guessed there was anything wrong with him. Although he seemed to favor his shoulder still.
It was one thing to examine him lying down on a bed, in pain, and another seeing him like he was ready for the fight of his life standing in front of her, his cock throbbing to life, glistening with precum.
Licking her lips, Tessa twisted to her knees and swirled her tongue over the bobbing head begging for attention.
Gage wasn’t shy about baring his hard and honed body and showing his pleasure. His voice, lustful and deep, filled the space.
“Tessa, take me deeper in your mouth. Oh yeah, as deep as you can.” His breathing hitched a little. “Shit, I can feel the back of your throat.” Hands fisted in her locks, he was still mindful of the pressure he put on her head and how he rocked his hips against her mouth.
Unable to use her hands for fear of falling off the couch, Tessa used her tongue to draw random patterns, feeling the living flesh, attempting to guess what pleased him. The pulsing of the blood in his shaft accelerated and she started sucking. Hard.
“Doc, easy. You’re a little too good at this.”
Tessa hid a smile, unknown power surging inside her belly. Her core tightened at his begging. Not being stimulated was an advantage in this situation. She was incredibly aroused, her core trembling for more, fluids slowly trickling down her thighs, but at least most of her focus was on him, and how she could make him lose his mind.
“Need some help slowing her down, my friend?”
The sound of Locke behind the couch, seeing her in that position, made her freeze and dissipated the cloud of lust she had been drunk on. She wanted to let go of Gage and turn, but his hold prevented any movement. With a mouth full of cock, her body confused, and her mind in a complete panic, Tessa felt a finger sliding from the middle of her shoulders down.
“I think the good doctor is way too focused on the work at hand, don’t you agree? Part of her conscientious brain. Let’s test her capacity to multitask, shall we?”
Tantalizingly slow, Locke traced the middle of her buttocks, over her clenching anus before drawing a lazy circle around her entrance, gathering fluids. A flick over her clit made her scream, her body shaking with tension. The vibration reverberated to Gage who moaned in answer. It was as if her body decided to ignore any signal of shyness and started to move again. Her tongue swirled around Gage again, and his hands relaxed the hold on her hair.
Trying to maintain a rhythm of some sort for Gage, her hips unconsciously sought Locke’s fleeting and random caresses. Her eyes searched for Gage who focused solely on her, his body undulating as he fucked himself in her mouth. As she started sucking again, Gage increased his movements. The strain in his body was showing, and Locke must have sensed it as his hand cupped her sex more firmly. Her muffled voice was a clear indicator of what she craved, if he couldn’t tell by the way her back pushed against his hand.
Locke’s fingers splayed, and he inserted one finger and then another, as his thumb pressed around her clit, avoiding direct contact and driving her mad with need.
“You should feel how she’s clenching my fingers. She’s slick and slippery, having your cock in her mouth is driving her mad.”
Gage cursed under his breath as she pumped even harder. Her jaw was starting to hurt, but the jerks of his cock and the increasing caress of Locke’s fingers made her forget the discomfort.
“She has a fucking talented mouth. And you playing with her like that, Locke, it’s heaven. Please don’t stop.”
Locke’s tone turned amused. “I thought you wanted her to slow down and enjoy the moment, my friend.”
“Locke, fuck.”
Tessa lost the last words he growled, her own hearing blurred by the thunder of her pounding heart.
But his friend was clearly in a teasing mood, or a tortuous one, as his fingers started circling her tight rosette.
Tessa had never done anal before, and it was a hard limit. Although, at the moment, she wasn’t sure what she did or didn’t want anymore, her entire body only craved release.
Insisting, Locke distracted her again by using his thumb on her clit once more, but this time, the contact was direct and vibrating.
Her wail was muffled once more, as she felt Locke’s finger slowly breaching her anal ring. Turning into an animal, Tessa sucked and licked in earnest, desperate to make Gage come, and hopefully find some release herself. Bucking against Locke’s ministrations, gasping for air, Gage’s musky smell filling her nose, Tessa was lost, a creature of sensation and sex—being offered pleasure and pleasuring in return.
Gage’s sudden jerk, and his breath seizing in his lungs as he thrust forward one last time, was the only warning she got before cum filled her mouth.
Swallowing reflexively, Tessa barely had time to draw a breath before her own orgasm engulfed her body. All she felt was Gage withdrawing from her mouth and her body going into overdrive as Locke literally strummed her clit raw and pushed a digit even deeper into her backside. Her body couldn’t cope, and she came with a howl, unconsciously pitching forward, her arms unable to support it any longer. Fortunately, two strong hands caught her before she hit the ground, and Locke’s finger slid out of her.
In the aftershock, Gage cradled her body with his warm one until she finally opened her eyes, her vision steady enough for a moment to see Locke crouching in front of her with an impassible expression on his face and an impressive bulge in his pants before she closed them, exhausted.
