Page 29 of Sage Advice


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He rolled over, and she positioned herself between his legs. Oh yeah, he could never get sick of that sight. Her long, shiny hair swung forward, and he swept it off her face. He needed an unobstructed view of his dick disappearing between her full, giving lips.

She licked the head of his cock and stroked her hand repeatedly along his length, and it felt beyond brilliant. He grunted, which seemed to spur her on, and she dove down, taking him deeper.

Alexander growled and gripped her head. She got into a hand and mouth, suck and slide rhythm, and his brain became overloaded with the heavenly feeling, the divine sensation.

She hadn’t let just any man have full intimate access to her and, knowing that, knowing she’d been selective with her lovers, made this extra special.

“Stop, baby.”

She ignored his request and kept going, driving him right to the edge.

“No.” He held her head, stilling her seconds before he blew in her mouth. “I need to be in you when I come—if you’re up for it.”

She glanced at him, her beautiful amber eyes like priceless canary diamonds, full of conviction. “I am. I want this. I want you.”

Every cell in his body expanded with love and insatiable lust, the first time he’d ever experienced that rare combination. He reached across to the nightstand and grabbed another condom.

She sat upright and played with her breasts, her innate sexiness making it hard for him to focus on sheathing himself. But he got there, finally, and guided her onto his dick. She slid down, taking him all the way, and he nearly came. They fit so goddamn well.

Sage braced her palms on his chest and ground into him at a torturously slow pace. For a novice, she sure moved with confidence, seemed to instinctively work out what he needed.

He played along for a couple of minutes, then before he went out of his mind, he flipped her over and pistoned into her hot center.

She gasped, and he reached between them and circled her clit. Seconds later she screamed his name, the best sound he’d ever heard. He kissed her lips, her core contracting on his cock, and he came, fucking her through their combined orgasm.

She flopped back onto the bed, panting heavily. “Alexander.”

“I know, baby. Fucking fantastic.” He breathed hard into her hair. “You okay?”

“So okay.”

“Not too sore?”

“Good sore.”

He grinned and pushed up onto his forearms, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. “Let me take care of this. I won’t be long.” He detoured to her en suite, in a hurry to return and hold her to him.

So unusual. Normally, after sex, he needed space…to escape. With Sage he wanted to be present, snuggle. He didn’t want to let her go, not ever. He craved her, needed her right beside him, physically and figuratively.

Sex with Sage had been the best he’d ever had, better than he’d ever expected, ever envisaged. He’d been with plenty of attractive women who were great in bed, but the connection quickly fizzled, lacked anything lasting, lacked love.

Alexander rejoined her, lay on his back and pulled her to him. She nestled into his side, and he ran his hands down her spine and over her bottom.

Sage relaxed against his torso. She was his everything, so he shouldn’t worry about Chase’s reaction. Once he explained his loyal, steadfast devotion to her, surely his best mate would come around.

Hand on heart, he'd declare his true, longstanding affection for Sage, his love. Because yeah, he loved her. They’d only reacquainted recently but so what? The magnitude of his feelings wasn’t new. They’d finally crossed that previously forbidden boundary, however, he’d cared about her for ages.

Not even extended separation could diminish the attraction, his longing for her and her alone, which amplified the moment he saw her again. Initially he hadn’t believed a romantic relationship would be possible. Hence why he’d sought out others to try to fill the gap.

No one else ever did.

Sage had never stopped commandeering a prime spot in his head, in his heart. He wouldn’t hurt her…ever. Not intentionally. He had in the past, cause he'd stupidly, naively believed it’d be best for both of them to separate, to cut the unspoken but potent-as-fuck ties.

It wasn't.

Alexander knew better now. He wouldn't ever make the same rookie-error mistake.

He should have fessed up sooner. But he'd convinced himself that a little bit of initial pain would be preferable than a world of agony in the future.

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