Page 20 of Call Me Yours

He nodded.

“They work too much I think. But, they love what they do.”

He finished putting onion into a smaller pot with meat, combining both together and browning the meat.

Pulling a large pot out of the cabinet, he asked her, “Would you mind putting some water in this pot?”

She nodded and put the knife down and took the pot.

Heading over to the sink she asked, “About half full or three quarters?”

He came over to her and grabbed the pot in one hand and turned on the water; his breath warm against her neck.

She turned her face to the left and their eyes met, Elisa slowly letting go of the pot and turning in his arms to face him fully.

He dropped the pot in the sink and pressed his hands on either side of the sink, effectively trapping her between him and the sink.

With his face this close to her, she could see the slight brown around his pupils.

“Hi,” she whispered, making him smile.

“Hi there.”

She rested her hands on his chest and leaned up, pressing her lips hesitantly to his; gasping softly as he pulled her closer to him and ravaged her mouth with his.

He ran his hands down her sides, sending goosebumps up and down her spine as his fingers teased her through her dress.

She could feel her nipples harden through her dress and she could feel the warmth between her legs grow.

The heat built slowly as they kissed, Gage pressing her lips open softly with his tongue and engaging in a duel with hers.

Gage growled low when she slipped her hands up his neck and grabbed handfuls of his hair in hers, pressing him closer to her.

He lifted her on to the edge of the sink and stepped in between her legs, the sink edge cold on her legs as her dressed slipped up her thighs.

She gasped as the cold met her legs, but he stepped in between her legs and pressed his heat against her, able to feel his thick cock through his pants and her lace thong.

As he pressed further against her, she started to move her hips, desperate for relief.

He groaned and broke the kiss, burying his face in her neck and biting the soft olive skin roughly.

She groaned and grabbed his shirt and pulled him as close as she could get him, the heat building inside her as she worked her body against him.

“God Elisa,” he growled roughly, unable to believe how hard his dick was right now.

She kept rubbing her pussy against his cock, teasing him even more.

He pulled away and she groaned, leaning back on the sink, her hands pressed firmly on the countertop behind her.

Gage could feel his balls tightening as he stared at her, her hair a mess and her lipstick smeared on her swollen lips. Her chest heaved as she took deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart.

He took a step back, leaning back against the island as he stared at her.

The meat simmered loudly next to him in the silence in the kitchen. He realized that was the last thing he cared about, but he didn’t want to burn down his grandmother’s house.

He reached over and turned the burner off, taking her hand and pulling her off the sink edge.

Walking over to the couch, he pressed another kiss to her lips, pulling her dress further up her legs as he did.