Until Sage
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“Baby, she’s gonna find out,” he mutters, and I shake my head then grab my phone and dial my own mom. The last thing I need is her finding out from someone else—that someone else being Chris—that Sage and I are getting married.
“Hey, honey. Is everything okay?” she asks as soon as she answers, and I bite my bottom lip, not sure how to go about telling her the news. I know she adores Sage, but I also know Sage and I haven’t been together long. “Honey?”
“Sage asked me to marry him,” I blurt, and then turn to glare at Sage when he chuckles.
“Oh, baby girl….” She goes quiet, and I hear her move as she tells my dad my news. “We are so happy for you.”
“Are you?”
“Yes. Why are you not happy?” she asks, and I hear the concern in her voice and close my eyes.
“I’m so happy it’s scary,” I tell her honestly, feeling Sage’s lips rest against my temple and his arm wrap around me.
“That’s the best kind of happy, honey. Hold on to that.”
“I will,” I promise, leaning into Sage as I stare out at the ocean and the setting sun.
“We’ll come visit soon and get to planning. I can’t imagine Sage is going to give us much time to plan a wedding,” she mutters, and I smile as tears fill my eyes.
“I love you, Mom. Thank you for everything, and I mean everything,” I whisper then clear my throat. “Tell Dad I love him.”
“I will,” she agrees. “Love you. We’ll talk soon.”
“’Kay.”
I hang up and drop my cell, listening to Sage as he finishes up his call with his mom, smiling as he mutters, “You’re gonna have to sort all that out with Kim and her mom. I’m not getting into it.” Turning my smile toward him, he shakes his head then kisses my nose. “Yeah, love you guys, too. Talk to you when we’re back.” He pulls the phone from his ear and drops it to the blanket at his hip. “Mom and Dad want us at dinner when we get back.”
“Sure,” I agree quietly, and his eyes roam over me and heat in a way that makes my skin tingle.
“Are you ready to go back to the hotel?”
“Have you seen enough of the beach?”
“Yeah,” he rumbles, and I breathe a sigh of relief then whimper when the backs of his fingers brush lightly across my nipple through my bikini top. “But I haven’t seen enough of this, and I’m looking forward to exploring every inch.”
“Sage….”
“Let’s get packed up, baby.” His mouth touches mine, then his tongue touches my bottom lip before he stands, pulling me with him.
Shaking with want, I hurry along with him and get us packed up. We rush to the car and back to the hotel, where he spends the rest of the night exploring me, and I return the favor.
Chapter 15
Sage
“HURRY,” KIM MOANS against my ear as I drop our bags to the floor. Kicking the front door closed behind us, I carry her into the house and down the hall past the kitchen and into the bedroom.
Our flight home was torture; even after spending last night and most of this morning inside of her, it still wasn’t enough. Pressing her back to the wall just inside the bedroom, I take her mouth, kissing her deeper while I slide my hand into the front of her jeans, finding her already wet and ready for me. I groan as I circle her clit then grit my teeth as her hips jerk, causing her pussy to bump the tip of my cock.
“Sage,” she breathes, and I lean back, keeping my fingers on her clit.
“This is all your fault. You’re the one who insisted we couldn’t fuck in the bathroom on the plane,” I tell her, capturing her waist with one hand before moving it up her side to rest under her breast.
“Yeah, because it would have been impossible and gross,” she pants, tugging at my tee. She slides it and her hands up my abs and pecs to my shoulders before stripping it off over my head.
“We could have made it work,” I say, and her hips jerk again, making my cock twitch.
“I need you inside of me.”
“No, I want to enjoy this for a minute.” Her head falls back with a thud against the wall as her eyes slide closed. I pull down the front of her shirt and run my thumb over her nipple while watching as she rides my fingers.
Gorgeous.
“Please… I need you,” she whispers, and I pull her from the wall and lead her across the room toward the bed then settle her on her feet in front of me. As soon as her feet touch the floor, she drops to her knees, running her hands up my thighs and over my cock through my jeans. Meeting my gaze her hands slide up, and then her fingers move along the waist of my jeans, releasing the button before sliding the material down over my hips.
Realizing our height difference in this position, I move and take a seat on the side of the bed, making room for her between my legs.
“Perfect,” she whispers, wrapping her hand around me. Her eyes stay locked with mine and her mouth opens over the head of my cock, sucking just the tip as she flicks her tongue along the underside.
“Christ.” My hands wrap into her hair and I pull it away from her face so I can watch her take me down her throat. Feeling her moan around me, my head falls back as she uses her hand in sync with her mouth, twisting and pulling while sliding her mouth up and down my length. Tightening my hold on her hair, I look down at her, finding her lust-filled eyes on mine. “Stop,” I growl, but she doesn’t. She takes me deeper, so deep I bump the back of her throat. “Fuck.” I pull her head back, forcing her to release me with a pop.
“I wasn’t done.”
“You were.” I tilt her head to the side and take her mouth in a hard kiss before nipping her bottom lip. “Lose your shirt and bra,” I growl, and she leans back just far enough to tug her tee off over her head, and then her hands move behind her back to unhook her bra, letting it fall from her shoulders. Taking her in, I pull her up to her feet to stand in front of me.
I move my mouth down her neck to her bare shoulder, licking and nibbling my way down and across her chest before pulling first one nipple then the other into my mouth. I wrap my hands around her hips and slowly slide her jeans down her legs, letting the material pool at her feet. Lifting her in my arms, I twist and drop her to the bed behind me then stand, taking a step back to watch her writhe under my stare.
Kicking off my shoes and jeans, I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke while she watches, her tongue coming out to touch her plump bottom lip as my cock leaks. “Open your legs for me,” I command.
She hesitates only a second before her legs spread, and I see the lips of her pussy glistening with arousal. Putting my knees on the bed, I crawl up between her thighs and she arches against me and wraps her hand around my cock, stroking once before I pull her hand away. “Honey, please,” she moans as I pull her arms up over her head, wrapping them around the headboard.
“Hold on and don’t let go,” I demand, and her eyes heat as her fingers tighten so much her knuckles turn white.
Dropping my mouth to hers, I kiss her in approval then lick my way down her body, between her breast and over her stomach. Her hips lift when I kiss her pubic bone, and then she whimpers as I slide two fingers through her folds.
Drenched.
Holding her thighs open, I run my tongue up her center and groan, lifting her higher into my mouth and circling her clit.
“Sage,” she pants as her back arches off the bed. Focusing on the tight bundle of nerves, I lift my eyes and watch her head thrash side-to-side and her chest rise and fall rapidly.
Beautiful.
Filling her with two fingers, I pull her clit into my mouth and flick my tongue over it, hearing her cry out. As her pussy starts to contract and suck my fingers deeper, I work her over until she comes shouting my name, and then gentle my strokes as she comes down from her orgasm. Kissing my way up her body, I adjust her hips then bury myself deep in one stroke.
“Don’t move.” I slide my cock slowly out then back into her wet heat, feeling her walls contract on every downward thrust, sending me deeper.
“Sage, please.” Her nails scrape down my back, and I bite back a curse as my balls draw tight.
“Hey, honey. Is everything okay?” she asks as soon as she answers, and I bite my bottom lip, not sure how to go about telling her the news. I know she adores Sage, but I also know Sage and I haven’t been together long. “Honey?”
“Sage asked me to marry him,” I blurt, and then turn to glare at Sage when he chuckles.
“Oh, baby girl….” She goes quiet, and I hear her move as she tells my dad my news. “We are so happy for you.”
“Are you?”
“Yes. Why are you not happy?” she asks, and I hear the concern in her voice and close my eyes.
“I’m so happy it’s scary,” I tell her honestly, feeling Sage’s lips rest against my temple and his arm wrap around me.
“That’s the best kind of happy, honey. Hold on to that.”
“I will,” I promise, leaning into Sage as I stare out at the ocean and the setting sun.
“We’ll come visit soon and get to planning. I can’t imagine Sage is going to give us much time to plan a wedding,” she mutters, and I smile as tears fill my eyes.
“I love you, Mom. Thank you for everything, and I mean everything,” I whisper then clear my throat. “Tell Dad I love him.”
“I will,” she agrees. “Love you. We’ll talk soon.”
“’Kay.”
I hang up and drop my cell, listening to Sage as he finishes up his call with his mom, smiling as he mutters, “You’re gonna have to sort all that out with Kim and her mom. I’m not getting into it.” Turning my smile toward him, he shakes his head then kisses my nose. “Yeah, love you guys, too. Talk to you when we’re back.” He pulls the phone from his ear and drops it to the blanket at his hip. “Mom and Dad want us at dinner when we get back.”
“Sure,” I agree quietly, and his eyes roam over me and heat in a way that makes my skin tingle.
“Are you ready to go back to the hotel?”
“Have you seen enough of the beach?”
“Yeah,” he rumbles, and I breathe a sigh of relief then whimper when the backs of his fingers brush lightly across my nipple through my bikini top. “But I haven’t seen enough of this, and I’m looking forward to exploring every inch.”
“Sage….”
“Let’s get packed up, baby.” His mouth touches mine, then his tongue touches my bottom lip before he stands, pulling me with him.
Shaking with want, I hurry along with him and get us packed up. We rush to the car and back to the hotel, where he spends the rest of the night exploring me, and I return the favor.
Chapter 15
Sage
“HURRY,” KIM MOANS against my ear as I drop our bags to the floor. Kicking the front door closed behind us, I carry her into the house and down the hall past the kitchen and into the bedroom.
Our flight home was torture; even after spending last night and most of this morning inside of her, it still wasn’t enough. Pressing her back to the wall just inside the bedroom, I take her mouth, kissing her deeper while I slide my hand into the front of her jeans, finding her already wet and ready for me. I groan as I circle her clit then grit my teeth as her hips jerk, causing her pussy to bump the tip of my cock.
“Sage,” she breathes, and I lean back, keeping my fingers on her clit.
“This is all your fault. You’re the one who insisted we couldn’t fuck in the bathroom on the plane,” I tell her, capturing her waist with one hand before moving it up her side to rest under her breast.
“Yeah, because it would have been impossible and gross,” she pants, tugging at my tee. She slides it and her hands up my abs and pecs to my shoulders before stripping it off over my head.
“We could have made it work,” I say, and her hips jerk again, making my cock twitch.
“I need you inside of me.”
“No, I want to enjoy this for a minute.” Her head falls back with a thud against the wall as her eyes slide closed. I pull down the front of her shirt and run my thumb over her nipple while watching as she rides my fingers.
Gorgeous.
“Please… I need you,” she whispers, and I pull her from the wall and lead her across the room toward the bed then settle her on her feet in front of me. As soon as her feet touch the floor, she drops to her knees, running her hands up my thighs and over my cock through my jeans. Meeting my gaze her hands slide up, and then her fingers move along the waist of my jeans, releasing the button before sliding the material down over my hips.
Realizing our height difference in this position, I move and take a seat on the side of the bed, making room for her between my legs.
“Perfect,” she whispers, wrapping her hand around me. Her eyes stay locked with mine and her mouth opens over the head of my cock, sucking just the tip as she flicks her tongue along the underside.
“Christ.” My hands wrap into her hair and I pull it away from her face so I can watch her take me down her throat. Feeling her moan around me, my head falls back as she uses her hand in sync with her mouth, twisting and pulling while sliding her mouth up and down my length. Tightening my hold on her hair, I look down at her, finding her lust-filled eyes on mine. “Stop,” I growl, but she doesn’t. She takes me deeper, so deep I bump the back of her throat. “Fuck.” I pull her head back, forcing her to release me with a pop.
“I wasn’t done.”
“You were.” I tilt her head to the side and take her mouth in a hard kiss before nipping her bottom lip. “Lose your shirt and bra,” I growl, and she leans back just far enough to tug her tee off over her head, and then her hands move behind her back to unhook her bra, letting it fall from her shoulders. Taking her in, I pull her up to her feet to stand in front of me.
I move my mouth down her neck to her bare shoulder, licking and nibbling my way down and across her chest before pulling first one nipple then the other into my mouth. I wrap my hands around her hips and slowly slide her jeans down her legs, letting the material pool at her feet. Lifting her in my arms, I twist and drop her to the bed behind me then stand, taking a step back to watch her writhe under my stare.
Kicking off my shoes and jeans, I wrap my hand around my cock and stroke while she watches, her tongue coming out to touch her plump bottom lip as my cock leaks. “Open your legs for me,” I command.
She hesitates only a second before her legs spread, and I see the lips of her pussy glistening with arousal. Putting my knees on the bed, I crawl up between her thighs and she arches against me and wraps her hand around my cock, stroking once before I pull her hand away. “Honey, please,” she moans as I pull her arms up over her head, wrapping them around the headboard.
“Hold on and don’t let go,” I demand, and her eyes heat as her fingers tighten so much her knuckles turn white.
Dropping my mouth to hers, I kiss her in approval then lick my way down her body, between her breast and over her stomach. Her hips lift when I kiss her pubic bone, and then she whimpers as I slide two fingers through her folds.
Drenched.
Holding her thighs open, I run my tongue up her center and groan, lifting her higher into my mouth and circling her clit.
“Sage,” she pants as her back arches off the bed. Focusing on the tight bundle of nerves, I lift my eyes and watch her head thrash side-to-side and her chest rise and fall rapidly.
Beautiful.
Filling her with two fingers, I pull her clit into my mouth and flick my tongue over it, hearing her cry out. As her pussy starts to contract and suck my fingers deeper, I work her over until she comes shouting my name, and then gentle my strokes as she comes down from her orgasm. Kissing my way up her body, I adjust her hips then bury myself deep in one stroke.
“Don’t move.” I slide my cock slowly out then back into her wet heat, feeling her walls contract on every downward thrust, sending me deeper.
“Sage, please.” Her nails scrape down my back, and I bite back a curse as my balls draw tight.
