Page 64 of Claiming Lily
“No.”
I bite his bottom lip, and he groans. “Yes.”
“No, baby, you’re going to make yourself come.” He slaps my ass. “Ride me.”
Not quite trusting him to let me find my release, I waste no time doing as he says. I bounce up and down, finding my rhythm, holding on to him as I fuck him. My head falls back and Gage kisses and sucks on my throat, a deep throated hum rumbling against me as I grind with him deep inside and gasp.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Gage’s dick pulses, nearly making me come, but it’s out of reach. Too far from all his teasing. Gage grabs the back of my neck and slams our mouths together.
“You can do it, fuck me, Lily.”
“I-can’t,” I say, completely out of breath, though I keep trying. I ride him hard and fast, and he helps me keep the pace, tugging me down harder and harder until I’m sure one of us will break.
“Right there, Lily, you’re almost there.”
How can he be so sure? I do as he says anyway, pushing myself until my thighs burn and beg me to stop, until every muscle tightens and sounds spill out of me. The world narrows to a singular point. Me and Gage. His cock deep inside, hard lower stomach pressed against my clit. Anticipation shoots through me. My core clenches. My mouth parts, and euphoria crashes into me.
I bite his shoulder to soften my scream as I come harder than I ever have before. Gage groans and tries to push himself deeper, his muscles trembling too.
“Fuck, baby, I’m going to come.”
My walls clamp around him, and I hum, still reveling in the aftermath of my orgasm. He practically whines, and I do it again, deciding to play nice and let him come too. For all his torture, I’m not mad he made me wait.
“You’re a fucking goddess,” he tells me as he grinds up and releases a strangled sound, cock pulsing as his hot cum sprays inside me. The warmth has me crying out again, coming for the second time from his release alone.
When we finally recover and fall onto the bed, he pulls me back against his chest and kisses my shoulder. “Are you mad?”
“No,” I confess.
His lips kick up against my skin. “Good answer.”
“Don’t do it again.”
“Have you learned nothing?” he asks, kissing up my throat.
Oh, I’ve learned plenty. The best way to get a mind-blowing orgasm is to boss him around and I plan to do just that. I keep that part to myself for now as his fingers glide between my slit, smiling into my pillow as he starts another round of edging.
Chapter Nineteen
LILY
We pull up to Mom’s house, ready for a day of work. Worry winds around me. The company the guys work for has a reputation for being the best construction crew in Big Ridge, but an irrational part of my brain—the one that doesn’t want to lose Mom—is terrified they’ve ruined the place.
They let me head in first and the transformation has me halting as soon as I walk inside. I can’t reconcile the space before me with the house I left six weeks ago. The bare studs and plastic sheeting have been replaced with smooth, pristine drywall. The rough plumbing and electrical work has been tucked away behind clean lines and professional finishes.
It feels the same but different all at the same time. “Holy shit.” The words slip out before I can catch them.
Gage chuckles from somewhere behind me. “Is that a good holy shit or a bad holy shit?”
My chest tightens as I take another step inside. This doesn’t look like the house I grew up in anymore. The cramped hallway has been opened up, the weird angles smoothed out. Everything is bigger, brighter, more polished. It’s beautiful, but it’s not the home where Mom and I would curl up on the couch during thunderstorms, or where she’d dance in the kitchen while making pancakes on Sunday mornings.
Hudson’s hand lands gently on my shoulder. “Are you okay?”
I nod, even though I’m not sure I am. “It’s different than I expected.”
“Do you hate it?” Cole asks, stepping up beside me.
“No. It’s overwhelming.” I turn to face all three of them, these men who’ve poured hours of work into making this vision a reality. “It’s amazing. Really. I’m in shock, but it’s beautiful so far.”
