Page 42 of The Flame of Carson (Blackout Security Inc. #3)

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S tacey sighed as she slowly woke up. She surprisingly felt well rested, considering the ordeal she and Gage had gone through in the last forty-eight hours.

The car wreck, her abduction less than a day later and then the events of last night.

When she shifted a little, the strong arms that she had fallen asleep in tightened and pulled her back.

Gage. Smiling, she snuggled back and felt him softly kiss along her neck.

“How did you sleep babe?”

“Good. You?”

“Good. How are you feeling? Your wrist hurt or anything?”

“Just a little, but nothing too bad.”

Gage had been careful the night before to keep her injured wrist elevated. He moved so she was now on her back, and he propped his head up with his hand. “Stacey, I don’t think I told you last night, but thank you.”

Stacey frowned, “For what?”

“For having my back with Anderson. For being my wing man. Well, wing woman.”

“You never have to thank me for that. You said yourself, it’s you and me. You have my back and I have yours. After Anderson called you, I knew I had to be ready for when you got there. I didn’t know what was going to happen, but I would be ready whatever it was.”

“I love you, Stacey. My dad was right, you are a warrior.” he said, stroking her cheek.

Stacey giggled, “It’s funny you say that. Your mom said I was one and that I would see it in time. She was right.”

Gage laughed then, “Yeah, mom is rather good at reading people. It’s sometimes scary how good she is at it.”

Stacey, in turn, laughed as well in agreement.

As their laughter faded, Gage leaned down and kissed her so softly.

Stacey’s body just melted under him. Anytime this man kissed her like this, she was lost to him.

As the kiss continued, Gage moved over her.

Stacey’s arms and legs opened to him. Her body surrendered to him.

No other man ever made her feel like this.

She also knew that no other man would or could.

Gage Carson was it for her. She was his mind, body, heart, and soul.

“Gage,” she breathed, his lips leaving hers and navigating down her neck.

“Just relax for me Stacey. Surrender to me.” He whispered against her skin.

“Yes.” She moaned, her body becoming more languid.

Gage took his time, as he kissed down her body.

God, he loved her body, even the slit bruising from the car wreck, she still looked like a goddess warrior to him.

His goddess warrior. He moved further down her body, hearing her breathy sighs and moans.

Sucking a pebbled nipple between his lips, she gasped his name, her back arching.

Oh yeah, she was getting hot for him. Over the last two years, he had learned her body so well, knew when she was turned on.

Lapping at one nipple, Gage reached up and gently pinched and tugged at the other.

A low moan escaped his woman and her legs widened, allowing him to shift between them better.

It was his turn to groan at feeling her hot against him.

It had not escaped him that they both had chosen to sleep nude last night.

As if their bodies needed skin-to-skin contact.

“Gage...please...”

“Please what Stacey. Tell me.”

“Touch me.”

When he moved his mouth to the other nipple, his left hand began playing with the one he had just been sucking.

His right hand, however, inched down her body.

Feeling her shiver under his fingers. Down her side, over the curve of her hip.

Across her pelvic bone, which caused Stacey to grind into him.

Finally, his index finger reached the apex between her legs.

Against her clit, slipping down just a little and teasing her entrance.

“Christ Stacey. You’re so wet for me.”

“Always for you Gage. Always.”

Slipping his finger, ever so slowly into her, was pure torture for them both.

He could feel her slick walls clutching at his finger.

Wanting, needing more. Her hips now rocking up and into his hand, silently begging for him.

No, he wanted to hear her. He growled, adding a second finger.

Moving them slowly and deep within her. Lifting his head from her breasts, he shifted so he could look down at her face.

Watching the passion, the need, the desire, flash over her features.

“Oh god. Yes. Please...”

“Please what babe? I want to hear you beg for it. Beg for what you need.” He ordered quietly.

“Please...Sir. I need your cock inside me. I need you deep. Oh fuck...so bad please.” She gasped.

“Come for me first.” He said.

“Gage!” Stacey groaned as her body obeyed his command.

Gage watched her come gloriously for him.

Her back bowed, her hips grinding and bucking against his palm as his fingers pressed as deep as they could.

Her walls were tight as a vice around them.

As she began to come down, Gage withdrew his fingers and slid his cock hard and deep inside her.

They cried each other’s names as they came together as one. He gritted his teeth as she took him.

“Fuck babe. You’re so tight, so wet around me.”

“God, I love your cock inside me Gage. More. Take me. Fuck me. Now.”

“Yes ma’am.”

With a low, raw growl, Gage kissed her. His hands gripping her calves and wrapping them around his waist. Stacey’s arms locked around his neck when he started thrusting into her.

Slow at first, then faster. She had begged him to fuck her, and he would give her what she wanted, while taking care of her still healing body.

The kiss muffled their moans and pleas. As Gage moved faster, Stacey’s arms and legs clung to him, her body giving into his. Surrendering to him.

“Stacey...I can’t hold...back. I need to come.” Gage managed huskily.

“Yes, yes. Come Gage. I’m there!” Stacey gasped.

One thrust. Two. On the third, Gage pressed as deep as he could and exploded inside her.

Stacey’s limbs and walls were locked around him.

As if she was trying to fuse them into one person.

Both could feel each pulse of his erection emptying his seed into her, their harsh breathing the only noise in the room.

After a small eternity, Gage rolled off her, tugging her into his chest, still buried inside her.

“God damned. That was...” she panted.

“Yeah, it was.” He agreed, holding her firmly.

“I love you, Gage.”

“I love you too Stacey.”

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H olding hands, Stacey and Gage exited the elevator at the federal building.

It had been agreed upon the night before, that their interviews would be given at the federal building, since that was where Tony and Elias were trying to salvage what they could from Anderson’s laptop.

They were met by Ethan and an older man that Stacey had never seen dressed in what she knew as a Marine Service “C” uniform.

Gage instantly released her hand and snapped a smart salute at the older man.

‘This must be Major McCandles.’ Stacey thought but remained silent.

“Major.” Gage said firmly.

“Sergeant Carson.” McCandles Replied, returning the salute. He then faced Stacey. “So, this must be Ms. Carlin. Nice to meet you ma’am, and to see you are unharmed.

Stacey smiled, stepped forward, and offered her hand, “It’s nice to meet you too Major McCandles. And just call me Stacey.”

McCandles shook her hand and smiled, “Stacey it is then. So, shall we get this circus over with?”

Gage took Stacey’s hand again and they followed Ethan and McCandles down the hall.

The four remained silent. Stacey figured that everyone was lost in their own thoughts.

At least she knew she was. She was thinking over everything that had happened to her in the last year.

The emails, the flowers, then the recent events crept in.

What Anderson had done to not just her, but to Gage too.

One thought took precedence at the front of her thoughts.

The thought that she wanted all this shit done and behind them.

The four walked into a room that reminded Stacey more of a conference room than an interrogation or interview room.

That’s what she had been expecting. Jimmy and Cain were waiting at the table.

The two looked up and smiled a little at them.

This helped to ease Stacey mind even more.

Gage pulled out a seat for her and helped her sit before sitting on her left.

Ethan and McCandles moved to sit on either side of Jimmy and Cain.

“Stacey, Gage, thanks for coming in. I’m sure you both are exhausted, but the quicker we get these details from you both, the quicker we can close this.” Jimmy began.

“As long as this makes sure that asshat goes into a cell for a long, long time, I don’t see it as an inconvenience.” Stacey replied.

“I’m with Stacey there.” Gage agreed.

“Then let’s get this over with.” Cain nodded. “We spoke to the hospital and to Wilson regarding the accident you were in Stacey. So, let’s skip forward to when we sent you and Gage to the safe house. When did you suspect something was off?”

Stacey nibbled her lip a little as she thought back to that day.

“I guess...I started feeling something didn’t add up about three hours after Gage and I got there.

I was in the library thinking and pacing.

Gage asked what was up. I told him that I thought it was a little too convenient that Tony and Eli just stumbled across those messages between Anderson and whoever this other guy is.

Gage then seemed to catch on to what I was thinking.

He said it was a set up and then Anderson barged in, shot the MP’s.

Gage grabbed me and we were heading for the back door.

Anderson came out of nowhere and knocked Gage in the back of the head with something. ”