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“Fuck, Gage…”

He rises, picking me up and taking me back to the bedroom. Setting me down, he lands a gentle smack on my thigh.

“Face down, ass up, baby doll.”

I move into position, watching between my legs as he sits on the floor, his back to me. Dropping his head on the bed, he pulls me down to meet his lips. He sucks on my clit, swirling his tongue before sliding it inside me. I grab the sheets, desperately trying to keep my trembling legs from giving out. He smacks my ass, squeezing the cheek as his tongue drives me insane.

“Gage…”

Before I can take my next breath, he flips me over. He pushes my legs back, flat on my chest, smiling up at me as he pulls my clit back into his mouth. My moans and whimpers get out of control as I feel my orgasm approaching.

“Don’t come,” he warns.

What?“I can’t stop it!”

He releases my legs and rises to his feet, glowering down at me. “I’m not ready for you to come yet.” He unceremoniously drags me to the edge of the bed and spins me around. My head and shoulders are hanging off the bed, so I grab his calves to keep from falling. He leans forward and his tongue is in my pussy again. I squirm, unable to keep still as it moves relentlessly between my lips.

“Dios!”

He wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me off the bed. Dear, sweet baby Jesus. This man has me dangling upside-down. What the hell would you even call this position? Vertical sixty-nine? Fuck. He starts licking at my clit and I forget my inverted orientation. I grab his thighs to steady myself as mine tremble uncontrollably.

“Raven?”

“Hmm?”

“My dick ain’t gonna suck itself, babe.”

***Gage***

“Don’t you look like the cat that got into the cream?” E grins as I take the stool next to him at the bar.

“I don’t know about the cream, but I definitely got into the cat.”

I know I’m wearing a goofy smile. After two blow jobs and having Raven’s taste still on my lips, I’m in Heaven.

“I can tell.” He motions to my mouth. “You still got some hair in your teeth.”

“Fuck you.” I chuckle. “My baby keeps a clean house.”

He waggles his brows at me. “I know.”

That wipes the smile from my face. I grind my teeth, absolutely furious at his smug expression. Before I can stop myself, I launch at him. Grabbing the sides of his cut, I yank him off the stool and slam his back against the bar. He loses the smirk but doesn’t try to fight back.

“What’s that supposed to mean, motherfucker?”

“I’m her gynecologist. What do you think it means?”

“You’re supposed to be her doctor,” I growl. “You been thinking about my woman’s pussy?”

I pull my fist back, ready to smash his face in when I hear Raven’s shriek.

“Gage! What are you doing? Let him go!” She rushes over and tries to get between us. “You!” she screams at the guys standing around. “Why are you just watching? Do something!”

I release him reluctantly and take a step back. She turns to E, fussing over him like a mother hen.

“I’m fine, Raven. Reaper here just got a little carried away.”

“What are you fighting about?”