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Chapter sixteen

Gage

“Bend over, Hazel.”

My body is buzzing with need, and it feels fucking amazing to finally let go. The woman before me has invaded every corner of my mind for nearly three months now, and it’s time for me to show her how she makes me feel.

And then I will tell her as well.

My wife— my sinfully gorgeous wife —does as I ask, turning and bending over the same couch she did not so long ago, asking me to spank her. And I’m finally going to give in.

I leave her there for now, letting the intensity build, and walk to the kitchen.

My fingers close around the box of condoms I bought this morning, knowing there would be no more hesitation when it comes to this woman.

After last night and feeling the electricity between us as we watched each other get off, I knew I was done fighting this.

When I return to the living room, Hazel is peering over her shoulder, her breath shallow as I set a condom on the back cushion of the couch. Her eyes blaze with hunger.

“Gage, please hurry.”

I s mack her ass, making her jump. “If you think I’m rushing through fucking you, you’ve got another thing coming.”

I take a step back, admiring the way her creamy skin turns pink under my touch, before I push my jeans and briefs down my legs, kicking them aside. The sight of her bare and waiting has me gripping my cock, already aching for her.

Closing the distance, I smooth my hand over the skin I just spanked and lay my cock between her soft, smooth ass cheeks.

“I think you need to be spanked a few more times before I give you my cock.”

Hazel moans, arching her back. “Yes, spank me.”

I cover her back with my chest, my lips brushing her ear. “You sure you can handle it?”

She turns her face and kisses me softly, retracting far enough that I can see the trust in her eyes. “Yes.”

“If it’s too much or if you want me to stop, say the word and I will.”

“Okay, but I don’t think that will be a problem.”

Needing this woman more with each passing second, I straighten and drag my palm over the swell of her ass before delivering another sharp smack. Hazel releases a shriek, then stills for a moment, as if adjusting to the sting.

When she finally exhales, it's a shaky, desperate sound. "Oh my God..." she gasps, her hands fisting against the couch.

“That was for making me want you.”

She shudders, a whimper catching in her throat.

“This is for making me feel shit.” Smack.

Her body jerks forward before she arches her back, silently begging for more.

“This is for thawing the ice around my fucking heart.” Smack.

She gasps, pressing her forehead to the couch.

I k eep her on edge, slowly reaching for the condom and covering myself before delivering the final handprint on her skin that’s blooming with heat.

“And this is for making me break my rules.” Smack .

The sharp crack fills the room and Hazel shudders, her body quaking. She moans as I lean over her again and whisper in her ear, “But you are so fucking worth it.”

Then I line myself up to her entrance and thrust forward.

“Fuck,” she mewls, bracing herself against the back of the couch as I push deeper inside, feeling her stretch around me for the first time, knowing I’ll never be the same again. “Oh my God, Gage! It’s too much.”

I grip her hips harder as I stand up to gain better leverage. “You.” A sharp thrust. "Can." Another, harder, making her gasp. "Take." She glares at me over her shoulder as I slam into her again. "It.” Her lips part with a mixture of shock and pleasure as I bottom out inside her.

I tip my head back and groan. “Fuck. Me.” And then I start to move, pulling and pushing back in slowly so we can both feel every inch of each other.

“That’s it, baby.” I smack her ass again. “Take it. Take every fucking inch and count those fucking barbells as I slide in and out of you. Don’t lose that tenacity on me now.”

Hazel moans with each stroke, the sound of our bodies slapping together echoing in the room.

Blueberry is snoring on his bed in the corner, completely unbothered, but even if he weren’t, there’s no way in hell I would stop fucking my wife.

Hazel continues to curse and moan as I fuck her hard, relentless, desperate—letting the past three months of need pour into each thrust , unleashing a part of me that’s been dormant, waiting to be freed.

And this woman is the one who beckoned him.

“Oh God, I’m gonna come,” Hazel announces, reaching between her legs to rub her clit just as I slow my pace, wanting to keep her on edge just a little while longer.

I stick my thumb in my mouth to wet it before I press it against her tight, untouched hole, teasing her as she shudders, her orgasm just out of reach.

“Let me feel that pussy quiver for me,” I rasp, pressing my thumb inside of her as I thrust a few more times before she explodes, shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm pulses through her body.

I pull out and lift her into my arms before she can go completely limp, her body trembling against me as I carry her down the hall to her bedroom. Kicking the door shut, I lay her on the bed and slide right back inside her.

Hazel gasps as we connect again. “Jesus...”

“You are so fucking sexy when you come,” I growl in her ear, fucking her hard and deep, loving how her body feels under my hands—her soft skin, her curves, her warmth.

I wasn’t lying when I said she’s thawed my frozen heart.

I feel like I’ve been hiking Mount Everest for years, and suddenly I’m in the tropics, sun kissing my skin for the first time in forever.

Hazel leans up and kisses my neck, dragging her tongue along my skin. “This feels so good…”

“I know…”

“Your piercings…” Hazel’s nails dig into my back, dragging across my skin. “Don’t stop, Gage.”

“ Oh, Spitfire, I’m not going to stop. I’m going to pound this pussy until neither of us can see straight. I’m not going to let you leave this bed for a long fucking time.”

She turns her head to the side, closing her eyes as the pleasure races through our bodies. “Oh, God, I’m going to come again.”

I lean down and latch onto the piercing in her nipple and pull her knees up higher and over my shoulders. “Come all over me, Spitfire. Take me there with you.”

She clenches around me, growing tighter and hotter, and with a few more thrusts, I feel the first drop of cum leave my body. “Fuck…”

“Gage!” she cries, coming apart beneath me.

Tremors of pleasure race through my body as Hazel clings to me, both of us fighting for air as our orgasms crash over us.

As the final wave crashes over us, I lift my head, meeting her heavy-lidded gaze.

“That was…” she whispers.

But she doesn’t have to finish, because we both know.

Everything just changed.