Hers

by Becca Jameson

  “Hey. I brought coffee.” She glanced his way, and he handed the iced cup to her as she twisted toward him. “Are you telling Dad all my dirty secrets?” He grinned and set his cup of coffee down on the table by the bed, his hand landing on Kayla’s back and stroking up to wrap around her neck. He leaned over her from behind. “You know he can’t hear you, right?”

  Kayla frowned. “You can’t know that for sure. He needs to know people are around him and rooting for him.”

  He kissed her forehead, swallowing the lump in his throat as she tipped her head back to meet his gaze. “Where’s Mom?”

  “She went home to change and hopefully take a nap. I told her I would let you know when you got here.”

  “How long have you been here?” He’d only gone to the cafeteria. After another night slumped in a chair in the corner of the room, he was stiff and uncomfortable. He needed sleep himself. He’d introduced Kayla to his mom yesterday and they’d bonded over vending machine snacks in the waiting room. But seeing Kayla with his dad took his breath away.

  “I must have arrived right after you went to the cafeteria.” She smiled.

  Gage took his father’s palm from Kayla and squeezed.

  He sat on the side of the bed and rubbed his dad’s leg under the blankets. For the first time in his life, he felt the weight of the world lifting. Even though his father’s condition was uncertain, Kayla was his. And she was a gem.

  They sat like that for a few hours, Kayla never seeming interested in leaving. The two of them bantered with each other, talking to his father as though the man could hear them.

  When his mother returned, she looked slightly refreshed. She hugged Gage and then Kayla. “I still can’t believe he was keeping you from us,” she teased. “He’s lost his marbles.” His mom leaned down to kiss her husband’s forehead.

  Gage’s chest tightened. His parents had always been so close. This had to be hard on both of them. And it got harder every day. The future was uncertain, but after this second stroke, it seemed unlikely Jed Holland would ever return to normal.

  His mother pointed at the door. “Go. Both of you. Gage, you need sleep. We’re fine here. I’ll call you if there’s any change. It could be weeks before he improves. You know that.”

  Gage hesitated, but when Kayla wrapped her arm around his and hugged him close, he knew he needed to be alone with her. It was true he needed sleep, and the only way that would be restful was with her at his side.

  Gage squeezed his father’s hand and led Kayla out of the hospital. When they stepped outside, the fresh air made him tip his head back and take a deep breath. “Follow me?”

  “Of course,” she whispered, leaning up on her tiptoes and kissing him on the lips, a soft kiss that promised him she was at his side.

  When they arrived at home, he kicked off his shoes and padded through the quiet house, tugging Kayla behind him.

  “Should we get Thor from Zane?”

  “Later. Zane will take care of him. I need sleep. And I need you with me.”

  “Okay.”

  In his bedroom, he turned toward her, took her face in his hands, and kissed her long and deep. His eyes slid closed as he stroked her tongue with his own, reaching for the hem of her shirt. He broke the kiss to see what he was doing.

  Gage tugged her shirt over her head and proceeded to remove the rest of her clothes. “God, baby. You take my breath away every time.” He stepped back and divested himself of everything he wore also. And then he led her to his bed and pulled her into his embrace as he covered them. With both arms wrapped around her, he settled her back against his front and kissed her neck. “You smell so sweet. Never change this shampoo.”

  She giggled as his breath hit her skin, squirming in his embrace.

  But he held tight. “So tired, baby. Give me some time. Please don’t leave.”

  “Never,” she whispered, her hands settling over his and squeezing him with reassurance.

  •●•

  Kayla fell into the most peaceful sleep she’d experienced right alongside Gage. She woke before him and watched the sun fall in the sky while he continued to inhale and exhale the shallow breaths of deep sleep.

  Watching him was the best thing in the world. He still touched her in several places, but when she’d awoken, she found herself on her back. He had one muscular leg nestled between hers and a hand lying on her belly. The sheet had slipped down so her breasts were exposed, the nipples puckering the instant she woke up to see his face next to her.

  She’d been dreaming, and now that she saw her surroundings, she understood why. Her pussy was wet, drenched in fact. Not surprising considering the way her legs were pressed open by the giant thigh between them.

  Her breathing increased as she tried to remain still and enjoy staring at the man who was beside her. He’d given her so much in such a short time. And yesterday he gave her the last piece of himself, his vulnerability.

  She’d watched him with his mother and then with his father, Aletha and Jed, and understood immediately what Zane told her. Gage’s parents were beyond important to him. He loved them deeply. And he ached just as deeply for what they were going through. That sort of raw exposure would be difficult to share with the woman you’d been seeing for such a short time.

  Of course, she knew their relationship had escalated fast. She could barely recognize herself from a few weeks ago. And she knew deep inside she owed him information about her past. It would be painful reliving the details, but it was only fair. His words about both of them keeping something from the other had made her cringe. She hadn’t been able to shake the uneasy feeling she’d had about the imbalance of their relationship since then.

  She hadn’t expected to ever be this intimately involved with a man again in this lifetime, but now she was. There was no denying how she felt every time she was with him, or even when she wasn’t.

  Suddenly, Gage’s knee shifted upward, pressing firmly against her pussy. At the same time, his hand skimmed up her belly to cup her breast.

  Kayla moaned and turned her face toward him. Her body was instantly on alert. He hadn’t made love to her for a week. She wanted to feel him inside her again.

  He was smiling at her through hooded eyes. “Best sleep ever,” he mumbled. His cock grew rapidly against her hip, and he leaned his face into her neck to nibble a path toward her ear. He pressed his entire frame closer, squeezing her breast and pinching her nipple. His lips met her ear. “Open wider for me, baby.”

  She bent her knee and let it fall to the side.

  Gage kissed a path down her body, sucking her free nipple into his mouth on the way. He climbed between her legs, slunk down lower, and pushed her thighs wider with both hands. His face disappeared between her legs before she knew what was happening. “Mmm.” His hum against her pussy made her buck into his mouth.

  He backed off, lifting his face to meet her gaze. “Baby, stay still. Ass on the bed. Hands above your head.”

  She lifted her shaking arms up over her and grabbed the rungs of the bed. It was easier if she grounded herself like that. Less tempting to release her fingers and reach for him. And God how he loved to have her sprawled out like a feast before him.

  “Can you stay still?”

  “I’ll try, Sir.”

  He grinned. “We’ll see.” And he lowered his mouth to her pussy again, licking a path up to her clit and then circling the swollen nub before flicking his tongue over it rapidly.

  Kayla stiffened, working hard to remain still. She closed her eyes as she concentrated on his talented tongue. Within a minute she was on the edge.

  “Don’t come, baby.” He lifted off her again.

  She gasped, biting her lip to keep from begging him to let her come.

  Is this how it would always be with him? Gage dominating her in bed, and her enjoying it immensely. Her fear of being harmed was dissipating. He was nothing but tender and attentive. At no point had he shown signs of turning on her.

  It was hard, l
etting him in like that. It took herculean effort to trust, but it was getting easier every day that went by as Gage proved himself over and over.

  “Flip over, baby.”

  She lifted her head off the pillow. “Sir?”

  “Onto your knees.” He lifted from between her legs and grabbed her waist to help her.

  She released the rungs of the bedframe, surprised by his maneuver. Before she could wrap her mind around his intent, she was on her elbows and knees, her ass in the air. Her nipples grazed the sheet beneath her, stiffening with every movement as Gage nudged her knees apart and settled on his between her thighs.

  His hands were on her everywhere. He flattened his palms and caressed them up her back and down again. “I love the way your back dips right here,” he said as he thumbed the small of her back, making her squirm.

  His hands landed on her ass next, massaging the globes and pulling them apart.

  Kayla held her breath as his thumbs grazed down the crack between her cheeks. “Kayla, I need to know if you’ve ever been taken here.” He tapped her puckered hole as he spoke.

  Kayla flinched at the contact and then shook her head. “No, Sir.” She wasn’t at all sure she was interested in such a thing.

  His hands left her butt to circle around and dance up her belly until he cupped her breasts. He toyed with them until her nipples were ultra-sensitive. “I love the way your tits respond to me.” He pinched the hard buds in emphasis. And then he released her and leaned across her leg to one side. He opened the bedside table and righted himself behind her.

  Something soft landed on her back, dragging up her spine until it met her neck.

  “I want you to let me blindfold you, baby.”

  She flinched. The idea scared the fuck out of her.

  This is Gage.

  He tapped her hand on one side of her face. “You aren’t restrained, baby. If it gets to be too much, all you have to do is tug the material off your eyes.”

  True. But in the meantime, she worried she might freak out on him.

  “Trust me, baby. Every time you push yourself to step outside the box, it makes me so fucking hot my cock aches. You know I won’t strike you just because you can’t see me.”

  True again.

  “There’s no correlation. I’m just asking you to eliminate your sense of sight. Have you ever been blindfolded?”

  “No, Sir.”

  “Good.” He wove his fingers into her hair and lifted her head. “I love that I have the privilege of being your first at so many things. I won’t let you down. Ever. That’s my promise to you.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Her voice was weak.

  “Safe word?”

  “Red, Sir.”

  Gage leaned over her and slid the silky black material of the blindfold over her eyes. “Breathe, baby. Nothing has changed. I’m still the same man behind you. You have full control over the situation.”

  “Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

  One finger grazed down her spine until she wiggled. “So sexy.” His finger hit the top of her crack, making her press her ass out toward him. He chuckled. “You like the idea of having me touch you here.” He tapped her forbidden hole again.

  She squirmed, battling a moan that leaked out anyway. She had no idea whether she would enjoy having something in her ass or not, but Gage could suggest anything in the world to her, and she would probably readily agree just from listening to his persuasive tone.

  “That’s my girl. Relax your cheeks.” He circled the rim of her hole and tapped again.

  Holy hell she was aroused. Nothing he did dampened her need.

  Gage released her ass where he gripped it with his other hand and reached for something next to her. What else had he set there?

  A pop sounded, and moments later something cold and wet landed on her rear entrance.

  “Gage…” She lurched fully to attention. Lubricant. Whatever he had planned, her comfort was his top priority, and the idea made her moan in satisfaction.

  “God, baby. You’re such an open book. I can read the raw emotion coming from the tiny sounds you make. Does it intrigue you to have my finger at your back entrance?” At the end of his question, that finger dipped inside her just enough to force her to concentrate on the sensation, ignoring his question.

  Gage chuckled, a lower, deeper pitch than usual. He also slipped his finger in deeper as she relaxed into his touch. He twisted his wrist in both directions, making her hyper-sensitive nerve endings come alive.

  Never had she considered that ass play would turn her on. She always imagined guys liked it because asses were usually tighter than pussies. So she was in no way prepared for the firing of synapses that made her press her butt toward Gage, squirming for more attention.

  “That’s it, baby. Let it feel good. Your tight hole is grasping my finger so hard my cock is pulsing at the idea of taking you here.”

  She concentrated on his fingers, stroking her in a place no one had ever touched. With her vision blocked, it was easier, just as Gage had insinuated. Nevertheless, she wasn’t mentally prepared for him to fuck her there yet.

  “Not going to take your ass today, baby. Just giving you a taste. I’m going to replace my finger with a plug now. It will fill you so when I enter your pussy, you’ll experience double penetration.”

  God. Would he please stop talking? Did he have any idea how his voice affected her? His gentle play by play was enough to make her come.

  The second his finger popped out of her, something cooler hit her hole. He swirled the plug around the entrance and then pushed gently. “Only slightly larger than my finger, baby. Relax for me. Let it slide in.” He gripped her hip with his free hand to hold her steady.

  Until then, she hadn’t realized she was rocking back and forth.

  “That’s my girl. Trust me, baby.” Every time he used that word, trust, she worried about how deep she was falling for him. So deep she’d give him anything he asked for.

  And that was exactly what she’d done with Simon until he’d taken advantage of her and twisted everything about their relationship into something ugly.

  “Kayla, come out of that dark place. Listen to my voice. I’m not him. I’m not going to hurt you or pressure you in any way. You know that.”

  She swallowed and licked her lips. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Do you need me to stop?”

  She hesitated briefly. “No, Sir.”

  He squeezed her cheek with one hand and pulled it away from the other, spreading her open more. “Take the plug in for me, baby. Breathe through it.” He applied a slight pressure, awakening her puckered hole further.

  The second she unclamped her cheeks, Gage pushed the plug home.

  Kayla moaned. He twisted the knob outside her body in both directions, making every nerve ending come alive. Her pussy clutched as if it were the hole being filled, and all she knew was the overwhelming need for that to be true.

  She got her wish. Gage’s touch disappeared. She heard the distinct ripping sound of the condom, and then his hand was on her hips again, his cock lined up with her entrance, the tip grazing between her lips until she went mad with the need to be filled. “Gage…”

  “Baby. So sexy. Your little whimpers drive me crazy.” On the end of that sentence, he drove into her, clutching her hips with both hands and then holding her steady.

  Kayla screamed. She shot so close to orgasm, it unnerved her.

  “Go ahead, baby. Come for me. And then I’ll make you come again.” He thrust in to the hilt and held steady.

  With both holes filled, her arms shook, and she thought she would collapse. And then the orgasm ripped through her, claiming her with its force. The same way Gage claimed her with his cock.

  Before she finished pulsing around him, he moved, stroking in and out of her body, giving her not a second of reprieve before one orgasm turned into two.

  Fuck. The high was amazing. She let the waves crash through her body. She lost the battle to hold herself off the bed
and set her forehead on the pillow.

  Gage pumped faster, harder. He’d never taken her like that before. And she liked it. Liked it so much her pussy continued to grip him even after that second orgasm washed through her. It should have left her sated, but instead she felt the need rising again. She fisted her hands at the sides of her head, almost heedless of the blindfold by that point. Who cared if she could see? As long as Gage consumed her so thoroughly, she knew she was well taken care of.

  He held her firmer. She knew his release was close when he grunted and sucked in a sharp breath, only to hold it. And then he came.

  She felt his cock pulse inside her, and when the base of his dick hit her clit, she was swept over the edge a third time, following Gage into the abyss.

  She breathed so heavily as she came down from on high she thought she might hyperventilate. Instead, she found herself flattened to the bed as Gage nudged her knees and eased her onto her belly.

  He set his lips on her neck, raining kisses across her shoulders as he pulled out of her and lowered himself to one side. His hand reached up to tug the blindfold off her eyes.

  When she met his gaze, she found him smiling. He touched her face with his fingertips as though afraid if he didn’t memorize her features before the end of the hour, she would vanish and he would never be able to remember her face.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Kayla stared at him for an eternity, hardly blinking, not wanting to let the moment pass. She couldn’t move anyway. Her limbs shook from the strain of holding herself up.

  Gage’s breath came heavy on her cheek, slowing gradually. He groaned when he finally pulled off her and made his way to the bathroom. Moments later, he returned, having cleaned himself up and carrying a washcloth.

  Kayla finally mustered up the energy to flip onto her back and spread her legs for him. Gage eased the plug from her tight ass as she winced. Then he cleaned her with the cloth until he was satisfied.

  “We have to eat, baby.”

  Her stomach growled at that moment, as though recognizing his words. She giggled. “I guess so, but not if it involves moving. I can’t do that. You’ve killed me.”