TORTURE ME: The Bandits MC Page 18

  “Unnh, yeah, baby, yeah,” Fiona whispered, her throat struggling to speak any louder as a result of her huge panting breaths. “Yeah, get in there deep. Fuck me deep. That’s what I want.”

  Gage moved his fingers around in circles until he found a spot that made Fiona’s entire body seize up as her mouth fell open in a silent scream, her eyes screwing shut just to deal with the waves of sensation that rocked through her whole body. Gage tapped on that special spot with his fingertips while his other hand moved forward to find her clit, slowly teasing it before moving faster and faster over the sensitive nub. “Oh, Jesus, oh, Jesus, fuck,” Fiona grunted between gritted teeth, rotating her hips in wide circles as sparks of heat radiated out from her cunt, shooting through her legs and up through her torso.

  Gage’s fingers moved faster, fucking her while jerking her clit up and down at the same time, sending stronger vibrations of heat that had Fiona’s legs trembling like she was in a blender, shaking up and down on the counter like an alarm clock. “Yeah, darling, that’s it, that’s it, that’s it, baby,” Gage said soothingly even as his fingers took her to the next level, the sensation building and building, one vibration on top of another, going up, up, up while her thighs and ass and abs tightened in anticipation.

  “Oh, Gage, oh, Gage, shit, shit, shit!” Fiona screamed, slamming her hands down on Gage’s shoulders and pushing him forward into her cunt again, shoving his mouth onto her lips while his hands worked her clit and hole.

  Her entire vulva was consumed by pleasure, the heat between her legs shooting up her spine and causing her to knock her head on the cabinet, but Fiona didn’t feel any pain. She felt like her body was transcending itself, growing into something terrifyingly powerful, something capable of holding sensations that other people could never understand. She dug her nails in hard into Gage’s shoulders, keeping him still to continue licking her while the feelings in her cunt combined into one massive wave that threatened to overtake her at any second. “Gage, Gage, Gage, baby, Gage,” Fiona sputtered out, pressing hard on Gage’s back to encourage him as close to her as possible. “It’s going to happen. It’s going to fucking happen, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh!” The wave crashed over her, numbing her whole body for a second before every single molecule of her skin exploded in a glorious, sacred feeling, like a million stars shattering at once into a billion gorgeous universes, all contained within her body.

  “That’s my girl. That’s my fucking girl,” Gage murmured, rubbing her legs as he pulled his fingers out of her, letting her shake herself back to sanity in the aftermath of her tremendous orgasm.

  “Jesus fucking Christ, that was…that was fucking amazing,” Fiona gasped out, her hands and legs trembling from the aftershocks of her explosion.

  Gage smiled up at her, reaching his hand up to cup the side of her face, soothingly running his fingers over her cheek and the side of her neck. “Good. That’s good. You deserve it,” he murmured before leaning in to drop a sweet, soft kiss on her lips.

  His other hand lingered on her knee, slowly dragging his fingers in circles until her leg stopped shaking. Fiona sighed deeply and pushed herself forward until she was sitting on the edge of the counter, then reached down to pull Gage to his feet so she could lean her weight onto his body. Gage wrapped his arm around her waist, hugging her as close to him as possible, kissing the side of her neck. “Yeah, sweetheart. That’s right, just relax,” he whispered into her ear. Fiona exhaled, feeling all her muscles melt in Gage’s secure grasp.

  But a few seconds later, she felt her back tense up again, her body stiffening as the bad thoughts from earlier returned. She swallowed hard to dislodge the lump in her throat and pushed slightly at Gage’s chest so she could look into his eyes. “I need more,” she whispered, forcing the words out despite the burn of shame that returned to claw at her heart. Weak. Stupid. Needing some man to help you. How fucking pathetic is that? Fiona’s inner voices taunted her, but she was too exhausted, too wrung-out, to listen to them for more than a couple of seconds.

  “Okay,” Gage replied softly, moving his hands to her shoulders to rub at the tension that had just collected there. “Okay, I can do that, no problem.”

  “Do you want to?” Fiona asked, staring up into the sweet inviting darkness of Gage’s eyes. “I don’t want to force you. That’s the worst thing….the worst thing I could ever imagine anyone doing.” She cleared her throat and shook her head, willing herself to stay calm and not be ripped back into despair.

  Gage placed his hands on either side of Fiona’s head, staring deeply into her eyes as he spoke. “Fiona. Listen to me. No matter what’s happened to you, no matter what’s been done to you, you’re good. You are. I know you think you aren’t, but there’s a light inside of you that’s never gone out. He didn’t touch it. I couldn’t touch it. Nothing could make you bad like him. Nothing.”

  Fiona had to close her eyes, not wanting Gage to see the raw emotion that she was sure welled up within. “Thank you,” she murmured, pressing their foreheads together and feeling the warm, reassuring sensation of Gage’s breath hitting her skin. “Thank you,” she said again, blindly leaning forward to kiss the side of his mouth.

  Gage kept the kiss soft and gentle for a minute, rubbing the sides of her neck until Fiona sighed into his mouth, opening herself up to his touch. He eventually deepened the kiss, licking inside her and making her moan out softly, feeling a distinctive tightening sensation between her legs that told her that she was far from finished fucking him. “Please,” Fiona whispered, keeping her eyes shut still, even though she was sure he could hear her desperation in her voice. “Please, I need it so badly. Please don’t make me wait. I need it,” she begged, dragging her nails down the skin of Gage’s back.

  He answered her pleas by pressing his mouth harder against hers, scooting her back further on the counter but protecting the back of her head from the cabinets with his hand. Gage sucked on her bottom lip, pulling at it gently but firmly before nibbling lightly, causing her to cry out. He swallowed her pathetic noises in his mouth, kissing her deeper and deeper as his hands traveled down to her breasts, squeezing playfully at her nipples with his fingers. “Baby,” he murmured as his mouth slipped to her cheek, traveling up to lick the sensitive skin behind her ear. “I’ll give you what you need,” he whispered into her ear before sucking lightly on her lobe, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her brain.

  At this point, Fiona was so overwhelmed, so crushed under the weight of her desire that she could only whimper and thrust her hips forward to brush against Gage’s lower half. Gage pulled back about an inch to grab the condom off the counter, quickly unwrapping it and sliding it down his cock. He pressed their hips together, brushing his covered cock against her still-wet cunt. “You want it?” he whispered as his hand drifted down to grab her legs, encouraging her to tighten their grip around his waist.

  “So bad,” she moaned, shoving her hips forward so that he entered her. “Oh! Oh, God!” she cried out as a result of the thick fullness inside of her, spreading her open, making her aware of spots that she’d never felt before. Somehow, Gage had only gotten better at this, either that or Fiona’s body got better at letting him in, accepting him in deep enough to feel pleasure.

  “So goddamn tight,” he grunted above her, slipping inside a little more, hissing as her wet cunt enveloped him. “Baby, fuck.”

  “Thank you,” Fiona whined in response, clutching hard at his back just to hold on as he began thrusting in and out of her, smacking their legs against the counter as he moved. Fiona matched Gage’s rhythm as best as she could, using his shoulders for leverage, encouraging him to speed up as soon as she adjusted to the feeling of his heavy cock inside of her.

  “So good for me. So fucking good,” Gage murmured, smacking one of his hands on the cabinet above their heads as he pumped his cock into her more firmly, picking up speed as Fiona groaned and dragged her nails down his back.

  Fiona’s cunt was on fire, in the best way imagin
able. It was like the entire world was in the hot space between both of their legs, their bodies joined together to make something more beautiful and strong than either one of them individually. Fiona felt indestructible, but at the same exact moment, she felt soft and vulnerable, and somehow, neither thing canceled out the other. She was made of iron and steel, yet she was falling apart under Gage’s hands, voluntarily handing over control and feeling even more powerful because of it.

  Gage pounded in and out quickly, hitting all those special spots inside of her in such rapid succession that a ridiculously long stream of moans left Fiona’s mouth. “Yeah, yeah, fucking…” Gage trailed off, apparently struggling to come up with the words to describe how he felt at that moment, but Fiona felt like she knew what was going on in his body anyway. She could see it on his face, in his voice, and in the movements of his hips. “Yeah, you…you’re mine,” he grunted out, shoving in so deep that Fiona screamed like a banshee, triggering Gage to tangle his hand into her hair and pull her head forward so that he could swallow her noises with his mouth.

  Fiona felt that telltale tingling start again in her legs, her whole body convulsing from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet, her toes curling in pleasure as Gage moved his hips in circles while still pulling in and out at a rapid pace. “I’m going to come again,” she warned him, trying to prepare him for the ecstasy that was about to explode inside of her.

  “Do it,” Gage demanded in a hot whisper before biting down hard on the side of her neck. “Please do it, baby. I want to see it.”

  Fiona’s entire body flushed with heat, her head feeling light and numb as the sensations coiling out from her cunt expanded, going in wide circles that overtook every inch of her skin. “Ahhh, shit,” she moaned, practically growling like an animal as he shoved into her harder, creating big balloons of heat inside her sweet spot that just grew bigger and bigger and bigger with every inward thrust. Their legs pounded painfully against the counter as they moved together, but she didn’t care. She wanted to be destroyed. She wanted to be remade. She wanted to feel him shatter inside of her. She wanted to create something beautiful and new between the two of them.

  “It’s happening. It’s happening. Unnnh! Unnh, ohhhh, unngh!” she screamed, biting down on Gage’s lip and whimpering against his mouth as he began to pound her mercilessly.

  “I’m going to come. I’m going to fucking come,” Gage said in between gasping breaths for air, smacking himself against the counter in his desperate desire to get as deep inside Fiona’s passage as possible.

  “Oh! Please! Do it! Unngh!” Fiona moaned, words abandoning her brain entirely as the big balls of heat between her legs merged into one giant sensation that pressed down on her like a tidal wave, rolling over her from her cunt and up her stomach, smashing over her head until she was dizzy with pleasure, her skin practically singing as every single cell lit itself up like a Christmas tree.

  “Baby! Fi! Goddammit!” Gage groaned as he shoved himself in as deep as he could go, staying still for a moment before he broke apart inside of her, pulsing over and over and over again until he finally collapsed in a pile on top of her, the two of them leaning against the cabinet behind them.

  They were drenched in sweat, utterly limp and useless. The space between their legs was soaked through. Gage groaned a little under his breath as his cock slipped out of her. Fiona felt utterly wrecked, like a tornado had torn itself through her body, but every inch of her being felt like it was shining, glowing with a light that she’d forgotten she’d ever felt before.

  “Jesus, Fiona,” Gage whispered, lazily kissing the side of her face.

  Fiona reached down and tangled their fingers together, despite the sweat that had collected on their palms. Fiona wanted them to be glued together, wishing that she could keep his body inside of her forever. Maybe I can, Fiona mused a little distantly, her thoughts still far-off and numbed, as if there was a wall erected between the part of her brain that could feel pleasure and the part of her brain that could think coherently. Maybe I can keep him with me, at least for a little while longer.

  With his free hand, Gage petted the side of her head, smoothing over her mussed-up hair. “Fucking Christ,” he muttered, sighing deeply before pulling her body impossibly closer, nuzzling their necks together.

  “Yeah, you can say that again,” Fiona said with a laugh, feeling lighter and freer than she had in years.

  After a few moments of peaceful silence, Gage whispered into her ear, “Come on, baby. Let’s go to bed.”

  Fiona nodded and began to untangle herself from Gage’s limbs, but he surprised her by stepping off the counter and pulling her into his arms, encouraging her to wrap her hands around his neck. Fiona laughed again, feeling her heart expand in her chest as Gage carried her into the bedroom, gently placing her down on the bed before curling up beside her. Fiona felt a bubble of warmth grow inside her chest, spreading throughout her whole body. This is what she wanted. This is what she needed. How could I ever give this up? Fiona asked herself as she ran her hand over Gage’s solidly defined chest. But even though she had an amazing orgasm, she still hungered for more.

  Chapter Eighteen

  “What are you doing?” Gage asked, his voice sounding a little sleepy. Fiona had climbed over his body, straddling him in the dark.

  “What I fucking want to do,” Fiona whispered, leaning down to lick her way up from Gage’s collarbone to the area of skin behind his ear. “Is that alright with you?”

  “Hell fucking yeah,” Gage huffed out, laughing lightly as he joined hands with Fiona, stretching up to join their mouths together, kissing her without abandon, with tons of tongue and teeth, as if they were animals.

  Fiona adjusted her hips so that they hovered right over Gage’s, reaching over to the bedside table to fish another condom out of the drawer. She quickly unwrapped it, struggling a little bit with her trembling fingers, and sheathed his cock. “Jesus Christ, we’re really fucking doing this again, aren’t we?” Gage said, practically gasping for breath as Fiona grinded her wet pussy against his covered cock.

  This time, she couldn’t wait. She was too fucking impatient. Plus, her body was still ready, open and willing for him from their last round of fucking. “I’m gonna ride you so fucking hard, you’re going to go blind,” Fiona swore, lifting her hips up to slam them down on his cock, shoving the entire length inside of her in one go.

  “Fucking shit!” Gage cried out, his hands fumbling down to her hips, squeezing her sensitive flesh hard between his fingers. Fiona liked the pain. She wanted more of it, so she put her hands over his and encouraged him squeeze harder. Gage growled a little, practically snarling like a beast as Fiona began to move her hips slowly up and down, keeping herself mostly full but rotating around and around, squeezing the muscles of her cunt around Gage’s cock. She wanted to milk him dry, to get all of his juices out of him and drain him completely. She wanted to ruin him, in the sexiest way possible.

  “Faster, baby. Go faster, please,” he begged, jerking his hips up a little bit to force himself in deeper. Fiona didn’t comply right away, wanting to tease him until he was absolutely desperate for it. “Ugh, please, please, please, I need it. I fucking need it.”

  “How bad?” Fiona asked innocently, still keeping up a slow pace of movement around his cock, feeling herself grow wetter as Gage’s face got redder and redder with the effort of holding himself back.

  Gage laughed joyfully, his eyes sparkling. “So fucking bad, baby, so fucking bad. Please give it to me. I need it so bad.”

  Fiona grinned and moved faster then, but still not as fast as Gage wanted, relishing the groans of impatience that he gave off amid his little whimpers of pleasure. She loved hearing him fall apart beneath her, coming undone from the inside out. She loved having that power over him; she loved knowing that Gage trusted her not to abuse it. Unlike all the voices inside Fiona’s head that told her otherwise, Gage didn’t think her body was broken or dirty or used-up. He didn’t
think it was going to hurt him, either. He trusted her to give him pleasure. He trusted her to take control.

  She fucked herself down harder onto his pelvis, bracing her hands on Gage’s strong legs to push herself up and down, up and down, brushing up against a thousand sensitive spots inside her cunt, still reeling from her last orgasm. “Yeah, baby, yeah, baby, that’s it. Give it to me. Fucking give it to me,” Gage grunted out, lightly slapping her.

  Fiona’s hair was damp with sweat, her body shining with it, but she didn’t feel gross. She felt beautiful. She felt like a dirty, filthy goddess, someone who played around with dirt to make beautiful islands out of nothingness, creating things out of the great big empty gap between her thighs.

  “You’re such a fucking sexy bitch,” Gage said as he reached around to spank Fiona’s ass, sending sparks of heat all throughout her as a result. “My fucking sexy bitch.”

  “Yours, all yours,” Fiona agreed, thrusting down harder and faster, taking Gage’s cock in deeper until it brushed up against the most sensitive spot inside of her, creating delicious friction that made her leak more onto Gage’s dick.