Sea Breeze 03 - While It Lasts

off easily. The nipple ring I’d felt under his shirt earlier only excited me more. I started to lean forward when Cage leaned up over me and forced me to lay back as he covered my body with his.
    “As much as I like seeing your little tongue licking my nipple, I want to taste first this time.” H is voice was low and raspy.
    I ran my hands through his hair as he lowered his mouth to my breast and pulled one of my nipple s into his mouth. With each pull from his mouth , I lost more and more conscious thought. I wanted more. The heat between my legs was becoming uncomfortable. I rubbed my legs together needing relief. Cage ran a hand down my stomach and slipped his fingers inside the top of my shorts . He slid his fingers back and forth only causing my need to grow hotter. I was so close to pleading with him to do more. He stopped playing with my shorts and his hand moved away . My small cry of frustration only made him smile.
    He moved his weight to one side the n his hand was on my knee , opening one of my legs as his hand eased it s way up the sensitive skin of my thigh until his thumb touched the edge of my panties. I could hear my own panting breaths as I waited for something.
    When he ran a finger along the lace around my leg , I broke down. “Please,” I begged. His head lifted and his eyes met mine. I stared into his heavily lidded blue eyes as his finger slipped underneath the lace and slid along the wet heat of my folds.
    “ Ohgod ,” I gasped , closing my eyes as the ecstasy from his touch controlled me. Cage’s warm breath tickled my bar e stomach as his finger slid easily inside me. I was on the edge of bursting into a million pieces. The need to beg him was still there.
    He moved up my body kissing each nipple and licking a trail between my cleavage before moving back up my neck. His finger stayed firmly inside me. Just barely.
    “I’m about to pump this tight little hole with my finger,” he said in a ragged voice. Each hot breath against my ear gave me chills.
    “Okay,” I choked out.
    His finger slowly eased out and back in and I thought I was going to die from pleasure.
    “Does that feel good, baby?” he asked , pressing a kiss beside my ear.
    “ Mmmmhmmm ,” I managed to moan.
    He ran the tip of his nose against the side of my face. “You’re so wet. So hot,” he murmured into my hair.
    I liked him talking to me while he touched me. He aring the effect it was having o n him in his voice only made everything better.
    “Cage,” I whimpered as he started pumping in and out faster.
    “Yeah, sweetheart?” h e asked while kissing back down my neck.
    “I want you to take off your jeans,” I managed to croak out.
    His hand stopped moving and he lifted his head and looked at me. “Why?”
    “I want to feel more of you against me,” I whispered.
    Cage dropped his head and took a deep breath. He didn’t move for several seconds. Finally, he looked back up at me with a tortured look on his face. “I need to leave on my underwear. I can’t… I need there to be a barrier.”
    I nodded in agreement . When he slipped his hand out of my panties I wanted to protest. But I’d been the one to ask him to strip. He couldn’t exactly do that with one finger inside me.
    He stood up and slowly unbuttoned his jeans . He was either teasing me or giving me time to change my mind. Once he had them undone his gaze locked with mine and I smiled. Then Cage York slipped his jeans off his hips and let them fall to the floor where he stepped out of them. The white boxer briefs he was wearing didn’t leave a lot to the imagination.
    I watched his beautiful body as he crawled back over me and I let my legs fall open so that his hardness would press directly on the source of my heat.
    The second he shifted on top of me I cried out.
    “Fuck, Eva.” H e took a shaky breath and held himself still over me. I didn’t want him still. Lifting my hips I rubbed against him and his arms trembled.
    “I don’t want to lose control with you Eva.” H is voice sounded desperate.
    “It’s okay,” I ran my hands through his hair and lifted my hips again. We still had too many layers of fabric between us . I wanted my shorts off.
    “I want inside you. S’ not okay,” he replied through gritted teeth.
    I moved my hands down to my shorts and started pushing them down. Cage groaned loudly as I shimm i ed my shorts down until they were at my ankles and I could kick them off. Now we only had the lace of my