Part 25 (1/2)

He slid his hands into my hair, gripping my head. ”Fine.” His eyes dropped over me, the fire in them morphing into something different, something primal. ”Just say it again,” his grip tightened as he dropped his head to my ear. His voice was a low growl, sending s.h.i.+vers of sensation over me, radiating from my core. ”Whos are you?”

I leaned back, my laugh mixing with a moan as his lips attached to my neck, sucking on my skin. His hands slid down my back, supporting me so I could arch into his lips. In the pleasure he started, I let go of the pain, of my worry, and sought escape in him. But I saw it, how crazy we were. We both whipped from one emotion to the next, dropping it all for this, for each others touches and caresses.

He nudged my s.h.i.+rt down with his chin and dipped his tongue into my cleavage for a moment before pulling back, his firm hands gripping me. ”Whose, Regan?” His rasp was demanding and something in it made me ache between my legs.

I moved to straddle him, to press myself on him. Meeting his eyes, I answered, ”Yours.” Then I sucked his bottom lip between my teeth, pulling away before he could press further. ”Who do you belong to?”

His chest rose and fell as he met my eyes, even his slight smile was heart stopping and he had my stomach doing flips when he licked his lips. With quickness he had me on my back on the floor, under him. ”Yours, babe. Heart. Soul.” His hips ground into me. ”And body.”

27: Now or Never.

”I DONT LIKE HIM.”

”Who?” I asked Gage as I pressed into the muscles of his oiled back with the heel of both hands, sliding to my forearms and elbows.

He grunted as I hit muscles near his spine, circling my elbow into it, kneading out the knot.

”That boy that was with you after cla.s.s today.”

I sat up, still straddling his lower back, trying to remember.

”Brice or Leo?” I put more cream on my hands, rubbing them together to warm them up.

”The football player.” Gage pushed up onto his forearms to look back at me, eyebrow raised. ”The one that was all over you.”

”Thats Brice.” I pushed his shoulders, spreading the cream and forcing him back down on the couch. ”And first off, he wasnt all over me, he only gave me hug. And second, him and Leo are together.” My thumbs slid up his neck, pressing into the muscles there and keeping his head from rising back up. ”And third,” I leaned down, placing a kiss between his shoulder blades. ”Ive got you. I dont pay attention to anyone else.” I wiped in the last bit of cream into his skin. ”Brice is always talking about you though, hes a bit star struck.”

”Okay then. Just make sure he keeps his hands to himself,” he relented, his hands reaching behind him to grip my thighs.

”Turn around.” I raised up on my knees to give his body s.p.a.ce, and he turned beneath me.

I settled back on him with a smile as I slid my hands over his chest. ”Tell your ma.s.seuse to keep her hands to herself. I dont like her.” There were other people I wanted to add to this list, but the past two weeks had been going too good. Gage had been focused on training for his fight, and I was focused on school. I wasnt about to move the conversation anywhere serious.

His stomach bounced beneath me as he laughed, and he grabbed my wrists on his chest. ”Shes got to touch me. But you can take her job any day.”

”No.” I pulled my hands away. ”With the amount of time youve been putting in at the gym, you need one, but get a guy. h.e.l.l have strong hands.”

”Youve only got tomorrow, and then youre done the semester. You need a job, wouldnt you want to do this everyday?” His eyes heated my skin as they moved over me, and his hands gripped my thighs again, the thin material of my leggings let me feel everything. I had to stop myself from rocking on him as a pleasant burn swirled low in my stomach.

”I dont know. This is hard work, and soon my belly might get in the way.” I snapped my mouth close; I hadnt intended to say that. That same fear pulled me down whenever I thought of the baby. A fear I couldnt even place or explain. A fear of everything to come, the unknown.

But Gages full lips slid to a soft smile, and his hands slid over my stomach, cupping it like there was already a b.u.mp. ”I cant wait.” His eyes met mine, and I knew he meant it. ”I think its already growing.” His smile grew, but I reached for his hands.

”Its only because we just ate. In the morning its still flat.” I stared down at my stomach, there was a slight curve, but it had to be the food. Gages washboard abs taunted me and turned me on at the same time.

When I looked back up, he was staring at me, and one side of his smile dropped for a second. Then he sat up, pus.h.i.+ng me back some. He swirled his index finger, signaling for me to turn around. ”Its my turn now.”

”I wasnt finished, we didnt get your chest.” He was lifting me, forcing me to turn and sit back down on his lap.

”Ill get Lin to do it tomorrow, now sit still.”

”Lin? Of course sh.e.l.l be more than happy to-oh.” I sunk into his fingers as they ran up my spine, arching my back like a cat on a post. He pressed into the muscles in a way that had me melting and moving to get more. I hadnt realized how sore I was until this moment.

”Your shoulders are really tense, babe. You need to relax more.” He pulled me back against his warm chest as his long fingers slid over my collar bone and shoulders. ”Ill get Lin to give you a ma.s.sage tomorrow too, after your test.”

”Dont remind me.” I rolled my neck to the side, giving his fingers full access. ”I cant wait for that last final to be over.”

His breath was cool on my neck compared to his heated hands. ”And the doctors appointment is Thursday right?”

”Yes, at 5:30.” I focused on the feel of his hands, a moan escaping as he kneaded a knot between my shoulders.

His teeth clamped light on my ear. ”Stop making that noise or this ma.s.sage is going to get cut short.”

I rocked into his lap, feeling the length of his hardness press between my a.s.s and his stomach. Rolling my head back on his shoulder, I spoke into the skin of his neck. ”Is that a promise?”

His chest rumbled behind me, vibrating through me. He dropped his hands to my thighs, spreading them as his lips covered mine, and I tasted his groan. His fingers dipped into the waistband of my leggings, sliding into me, pumping and building pressure. I more than moaned, and he drank them down, absorbing them into his mouth.

I awoke to the click of a door, Gages voice trailing down the hall beyond it, fading as he walked away.

I sat up disoriented, trying to place the where and when in the dark. I had been in the middle of a confusing dream. The tableside clock read 4:08 am.

Only the soft buzz of silence surrounded me now, Gage was out of hearing range. I untangled myself from the sheets and went to see where he went, what was going on.

Since Vegas, we had only focused on his training. Thats what we talked about, but I knew he still had ”meetings” with Viktor and still stopped by the club. But I knew that all came with Gage, hed told me repeatedly there was no getting out. There had been no late nights recently though, and Id reveled in the time I had with him, even if it felt like I was holding my breath, just waiting for the jump, for something to happen.

As I walked down the hallway, my skin goose b.u.mped from more than the chill in the air. He was speaking low, the murmur of his voice getting clearer the closer I got to his office.

”When?...I remember...You know I will...Ill be there...”

I stood outside the door, palm on the handle. I was going to open it. I wasnt sneaking around. I wasnt spying on him. Thats what I told myself, but I stood frozen, listening to the sounds coming from the other side of the door, soft sliding and thumps as he opened and closed drawers.

”Is that what she said?...Come on now, you know better...they wont listen to that. Weve already come to terms.” His quiet tone was rising as a tide of frustration built in his words. ”Forget it. Ill be there, just-dont f.u.c.king speak or make another move till I get there.” One last drawer closed, and then there was silence.