all of Zoe’s body vibrated in her effort to block out what was happening while her father’s voice floated around her.
“How’s my girl doing today?”
Gage looked at his “girl”, restrained and open on his desk. He slowly pumped two thick fingers into her and answered, “She’s fantastic.”
Her eyes closed on a silent groan and he smiled at her, then leaned forward to give a few fast licks to her straining clit.
“I hate to keep bothering you like this,” Allen said, “but you know how mothers are. She worries less when we get updates. Is Oops driving you crazy yet?”
Gage pumped deep and hard into her sheath four times and answered, “I think you got that backward, Allen, I’m the one driving her crazy, I’d say.” Then he watched as he slid his pinky into the rosebud of her back entrance. Every muscle in her body strained and quivered.
“Oh, I’d doubt that,” her father replied with an indulgent chuckle. “Our girl thinks you can do no wrong. You know, you probably don’t realize this but I don’t think she’s ever outgrown her crush on you.”
“You don’t say?” Gage’s response was full of surprised doubt. Right now she was glaring at him from between her restrained legs and looked just as likely to shoot him as come for him.
“Seriously,” Allen continued. “I honestly think it’s still there—that hero worship she always had for you. Well, I hope she’s not cramping your style too much. Don’t let her hog all your free time. Brice and Terryn can babysit her a couple nights a week so you can go out.”
Gage laughed at the outraged look on Zoe’s face, then said, “I’ll be sure to tell her that you think she still needs a babysitter.”
“Good God, don’t do that.” There was true concern in his voice. “She’d go through the roof if she knew I said that. So, have you shown her anything new?”
“Oh, I’ve showed her a thing or two.” His fingers were still pumping and he used the thumb on his other hand to torment her clit.
“That’s good. That’s real good. Like I said, though, we don’t want you giving up all your spare time playing with our girl. Just give Brice and Terryn a call any time and they’ll take her off your hands whenever you need a break.”
“Like I’ve already told you, I like my hands just where they are right now.” Considering that both his hands were now buried deep in her dripping sheath, he couldn’t have meant anything more. “She’s a joy to me, she always has been.”
Her eyes met his and the melting devotion in hers tugged at his heart. “Well, Allen, I’m going to cut this short.” He winked at Zoe while he told her father, “I’ve got a young lady coming here any minute.” He didn’t catch her father’s reply; he was too busy smothering his laughter at the murderous glare his sub was shooting him.
As soon as the line went dead, Zoe opened her mouth, presumably to tear into him, but she forgot one small detail: she was restrained with his hands buried in her. He stood up and leaned over her, pushing deep with his fingers so her body reverberated with the reaction.
“There something on your mind, sub?” he taunted as he continued to pump. Her eyes lost focus and he felt the intense tightening of her vaginal walls. “God, darlin’,” he practically growled at her. “I love the way you feel right before you come. If I was in you right now, I’d lose my fucking mind.” He groaned the last as she spilled over and came in one contracting wave after another.
Chapter Seventeen
Tomorrow was her birthday. Zoe was a wreck of nerves and anticipation. Tomorrow was the day. He was finally going to make love to her. This last week he’d done everything to her but that. He’d poured warm oil on her breasts then held them in his hands while he’d stroked his shaft between them until he came with a guttural shout. He did the same thing to her butt cheeks the very next day—much to her shock and secret delight,
“How’s my girl doing today?”
Gage looked at his “girl”, restrained and open on his desk. He slowly pumped two thick fingers into her and answered, “She’s fantastic.”
Her eyes closed on a silent groan and he smiled at her, then leaned forward to give a few fast licks to her straining clit.
“I hate to keep bothering you like this,” Allen said, “but you know how mothers are. She worries less when we get updates. Is Oops driving you crazy yet?”
Gage pumped deep and hard into her sheath four times and answered, “I think you got that backward, Allen, I’m the one driving her crazy, I’d say.” Then he watched as he slid his pinky into the rosebud of her back entrance. Every muscle in her body strained and quivered.
“Oh, I’d doubt that,” her father replied with an indulgent chuckle. “Our girl thinks you can do no wrong. You know, you probably don’t realize this but I don’t think she’s ever outgrown her crush on you.”
“You don’t say?” Gage’s response was full of surprised doubt. Right now she was glaring at him from between her restrained legs and looked just as likely to shoot him as come for him.
“Seriously,” Allen continued. “I honestly think it’s still there—that hero worship she always had for you. Well, I hope she’s not cramping your style too much. Don’t let her hog all your free time. Brice and Terryn can babysit her a couple nights a week so you can go out.”
Gage laughed at the outraged look on Zoe’s face, then said, “I’ll be sure to tell her that you think she still needs a babysitter.”
“Good God, don’t do that.” There was true concern in his voice. “She’d go through the roof if she knew I said that. So, have you shown her anything new?”
“Oh, I’ve showed her a thing or two.” His fingers were still pumping and he used the thumb on his other hand to torment her clit.
“That’s good. That’s real good. Like I said, though, we don’t want you giving up all your spare time playing with our girl. Just give Brice and Terryn a call any time and they’ll take her off your hands whenever you need a break.”
“Like I’ve already told you, I like my hands just where they are right now.” Considering that both his hands were now buried deep in her dripping sheath, he couldn’t have meant anything more. “She’s a joy to me, she always has been.”
Her eyes met his and the melting devotion in hers tugged at his heart. “Well, Allen, I’m going to cut this short.” He winked at Zoe while he told her father, “I’ve got a young lady coming here any minute.” He didn’t catch her father’s reply; he was too busy smothering his laughter at the murderous glare his sub was shooting him.
As soon as the line went dead, Zoe opened her mouth, presumably to tear into him, but she forgot one small detail: she was restrained with his hands buried in her. He stood up and leaned over her, pushing deep with his fingers so her body reverberated with the reaction.
“There something on your mind, sub?” he taunted as he continued to pump. Her eyes lost focus and he felt the intense tightening of her vaginal walls. “God, darlin’,” he practically growled at her. “I love the way you feel right before you come. If I was in you right now, I’d lose my fucking mind.” He groaned the last as she spilled over and came in one contracting wave after another.
Chapter Seventeen
Tomorrow was her birthday. Zoe was a wreck of nerves and anticipation. Tomorrow was the day. He was finally going to make love to her. This last week he’d done everything to her but that. He’d poured warm oil on her breasts then held them in his hands while he’d stroked his shaft between them until he came with a guttural shout. He did the same thing to her butt cheeks the very next day—much to her shock and secret delight,
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