“Fuck,” he breathes against my skin, his voice a little more than a murmur. He moves slowly down, planting gentle kisses on my stomach. Both hands curl around my breasts, caressing them as he uses his teeth to pull on the waistband of my panties. He releases it and it hits me with a snap. I barely feel it because my mind is centered on the fact that his face is inches from my pussy. I bury my fingers in his hair and try to guide him lower. With a groan, he trails his hands down my sides and wraps them around my thighs. He continues his journey south, kissing me over my panties, down to my mound. My hips rise up in impatience. I wish he would just do it already! Instead, he starts kissing my inner thighs. They tremble at the touch of his lips, his warm breath sending shivers through my body.

“Gage...”

I curl my fingers into a fist in his hair, pulling tight as he trails his nose along the crotch of my panties.

“Jesus Christ, woman. You have my mouth watering.”

¡Ay, coño! I don’t know how much more of this teasing I can handle. “Gage, please.”

He moves back up, sliding his tongue toward my breasts. My entire body quivers.

“Is that what you want? You want me to eat that pussy, Raven?”

“Eat it, lick it, fuck it, I don’t care. Please, just do something!”

He chuckles and reaches between my legs, cupping my pussy through my panties. My hips jerk north as he caresses me through the damp material. This just won’t do. I need more.

“Please, Gage…please…”

His hand slides into my panties.

“Is this what you want?”

At the first touch, no sound leaves my lips. I feel like I can’t breathe, like I’m having a heart attack…like…take me now, Jesus ’cause I feel like I’m in Heaven.

“Yes!”

“Fuck, babe. So fuckin’ wet.”

He slips his finger between my lips and slides it up and down, then moves up to my aching clit and circles it.

“Gage!”

He pulls my nipple back into his mouth as his fingers drive me to the point of insanity. I grab a fistful of his hair, keeping his head at my breast while I grind on his fingers. I’m already so close. He alternates between my lips and my clit, expertly pleasuring me. My thighs tremble as I feel my orgasm approaching.

“Whose pussy is this?” He growls.

“Yours!”

“Again.”

“Yours. This pussy belongs to Gage Hunter!”

“Fucking right.”

He works my clit faster as he covers my lips. I suck on his tongue and drag my nails across his back. He moans and pinches my nipple. Then, holy fucking hell, a finger slides inside me. I clench around it.

“Fuck, Raven.”

He kisses his way down my neck and back to my breast, pulling my nipple between his lips. His finger moves in and out while his thumb presses on my clit. Pleasure grips my body in a chokehold.

“Gage…”

“So fuckin’ tight, babe. Can’t wait to get my dick inside you.”

Yes! That’s exactly what I want! “Please…”

“Not yet.”

I groan in frustration and he begins to work my clit with his thumb. His tongue circles my nipple while his free hand massages my other breast. My muscles begin to clench involuntarily and I brace myself. My orgasm rocks my entire body. I convulse like an epileptic, digging my nails into his skin. This is life-changing shit right here – pleasure of untold proportions. My body will never be the same.

“Gage!”

He grunts and slows his fingers, letting me ride it out. He buries his face in my neck and breathes deeply. I’m trying to calm my breathing, but it doesn’t seem to be working. He picks me up and positions me on the bed then climbs in behind me. I lie in his arms until sleep overtakes me.

***

I wake up with a hand on my breast. Thinking it’s only fair, I reach down and stroke his dick. He groans and opens his eyes. After realizing where his hand is, he lays his head on my chest. I wrap my arm around him, and we just lay there for a while.

“I must have a guardian angel somewhere if this is what I get to wake up to from now on.”

“I’m beginning to think that mouth of yours is equally dirty and sweet.”

“Maybe eighty/twenty. Now, put on some clothes before I lose my fucking mind.”

“I need a shower.”

“You do that, and then I’ll take you out for breakfast.”

“’Kay.”

After my shower, I return to the room to find two huge, gift-wrapped boxes and two smaller ones. He’s lying in the bed, watching TV.

“What are those?” I ask.

“Um…gifts?”

“Are they for me?”

“It’s your birthday, isn’t it?”

“But I thought…”

He sits on the edge of the bed and grins at me. “What? You thought all I got you were some concert tickets, a necklace, and a gift card?” He walks into the bathroom, chuckling. “Open them.”

I look around for my backpack of clothes I keep here, but it’s nowhere in sight.

“Where are my clothes?”

“Top drawer,” he says around his toothbrush.

I walk over to the chest of drawers in a daze and find all my things in the top drawer. He gave me a drawer. Aaah! How huge is that? That cut seems so much closer now. I can see it – Property of Gage...no, Property of Reaper. I get dressed with a huge grin and then start opening my gifts. I rip the wrapping from the biggest box. This time, I actually scream. He got me an artist’s table! Or I should say Creative Center…that’s what it says on the box.

“You like it?”

“I love it!”

I leap into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist. He laughs and spins me around. I kiss him hard on the lips and squeeze him tightly. His gifts have been so thoughtful. I just don’t know what to say.

“Thank you. You’re amazeballs.”

“Yeah. My balls are pretty amazing.”

He laughs out loud and I smack him on the chest. He’s lucky I like him. He jerks his head in the direction of the remaining boxes.

“Open the rest.”

Those boxes contain a stool, a sketching kit, and a box set of one hundred and twenty colored pencils.

“This is…amazing. Thank you.”

“I’m glad you like them, babe.” He kisses me softly and walks back to the bathroom. “I’m gonna take a shower.”

I throw on one of his hoodies over my clothes and head out to look for Toni. I know she went off with Allah last night, but I have no idea what happened to her. Some friend I am. I find her sitting with Chrissy at the bar having breakfast.

“Well…look who’s finally up,” Toni greets me.

“Good morning, you two.”

“You look…relaxed.” Chrissy waggles her brows at me and nudges Toni. They both giggle.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You look like you got sorted out last night,” Toni says.

I look around then lean in toward them. “Properly sorted out.”

They laugh and move closer.

“Tell us everything,” Toni begs.

I take a deep breath, remembering last night. His scent, his touch…the spanking, the mind blowing orgasm. I shiver at the memory.

“It was amazing. I never knew I could come so hard. And he just used his fingers.”

“Shit. The look on your face makes me want to get laid.”

“What happened with you and Allah?”

“Nutten. Nobody getting this good-good on the first night.”

Chrissy smiles and shakes her head. “I can’t get over how you slip between accents so effortlessly.”

“I’ve been here all my life. The accent I picked up from my family.”

Gage slides his hand around my waist and pulls me against him. I don’t need to turn around to know it’s him. I breathe him in, momentarily caught up in his scent. The girls stare at him with dreamy eyes, seemingly as enraptured as I am. Ron walks up and leans on the counter next to Chrissy.

“Good morning, ladies,” Gage greets the girls.

“Good morning,” they practically whisper.

“What are you two up to today?”