Sage: A Second-Chance MMA Romance Novella (A Cocky Cage Fighter Legacy Book 2), Lane Hart [bearly read books txt] 📗

or more before I get an appointment with a local neurologist,” I bitch. “You’re not going to let me have you for weeks? You know I could barely go a day without you before…”

“Well, that was before you got a brain injury,” she says.

“I’m gonna have a dick injury too if you keep teasing me,” I joke with her, making Eden laugh and shake her head. Reaching into my pajama pants, I start to just make an adjustment but squeezing my shaft in my hands feels too good to stop. It’s like I’m so fucking horny I’ll die if I don’t come. “What if we do what we did last night?” I ask her, pulling my swollen, aching cock out for her to see how much pain I’m in.

Eden glances down and stares at my hand stroking up and down. She looks to the door and then back to my dick before she leans over and runs her wet tongue around the head. The pleasure of that one lick is a knockout punch. I throw my head back and groan to the ceiling when she does it again and again before finally knocking my hand away to let my shaft slide over her tongue and to the back of her throat.

“Oh, fuck me, that feels really good,” I moan as my hips start thrusting forward and back, needing more.

Nothing has ever felt as good as Eden’s mouth.

Definitely not training. Not even winning a fight.

It’s pure fucking ecstasy, and I never want it to end.

But once Eden moves, kneeling between my legs to get to me better, she wraps her fingers around my shaft and starts stroking me while sucking, and…I’m a goner.

“God, yes, baby. Don’t stop. I’m so…fucking…close,” I warn her as my balls tighten.

Looking down at her, her eyes are on mine as she moans around my shaft, causing the pleasure to nearly snap my spine in half as I erupt down her throat in hot, thick bursts, pulse after pulse that she swallows. My entire body jerks and shivers with elated relief several times even after I’m finished.

Eden’s tongue keeps right on licking my deflating cock, lapping up every drop I spilled like she can’t get enough.

“Just one of the reasons I fucking love you,” I tell her as I gently thread my fingers through her soft brown locks. When she finally takes her mouth off of me, I say, “And you know I have to return the favor.”

“That’s not…you don’t have to,” she says shyly, her cheeks turning red.

“Like hell I don’t,” I mutter. Putting my cock back down into my pajama pants, I get to my feet and then heft Eden up from the floor in one quick move, hoisting her over my shoulder and making her squeal.

A moment later and we’re in my bedroom where I toss her down on the bed.

“You’re not supposed to overexert yourself!” she reminds me in a panic.

“What? And you think carrying you to my bed would exert me?” I ask while bending over her to undo the button on her jeans and tug the zipper down.

“Ah, well, yes.”

“Think again,” I tell her, jerking on both legs of the denim to pull them off.

As I climb up on the bed, I run my hands up her smooth legs. At her thighs, I part them wide before I wedge my shoulders underneath, laying on the bed to put my face right in front of her bare, slick pussy.

Running my index finger through her folds, I say, “You got wet sucking my dick, and I love it.” Eden squirms at that small, teasing touch. So, when I shove that same finger all the way inside of her tight cunt, her hips bounce off the bed as she thrusts her pussy toward my face, close enough for me to swipe my tongue over her clit.

“Oh shit!” Eden yells.

Those are the last comprehensible words out of her mouth as I flick my tongue over her clit faster and faster while fucking her with my finger. Several times I get her right to the edge, only to pull back, making her groan and pull at my hair in frustration. It’ll be worth it, though, when I finally do get her off.

When Eden has ripped her shirt off to fondle her own tits violently, on the verge of sobbing with the need for some relief, I finally give in and curl the digit inside of her around to hit her g-spot. Like detonating a bomb, she goes off. Screaming what sounds like a scrambled combination of my name, God’s, and the word yes, her beautiful body bucks uncontrollably on the bed coming so damn hard I worry she may injure herself.

“Ohhhh yes,” she moans as her body begins to relax and I keep placing kisses on her inner thighs and pelvis. “Oh God, Sage. That was…holy shit!”

“Good for you?” I ask with a smile even though I know it was.

“Best. Ever. God!”

Eden reaches down and grabs my hair in her fist to urge me up her body until my mouth is hovering above hers. She pulls my lips down to hers, kissing me hard with a demanding tongue.

“Thank you,” she says against my lips. “I had…forgotten how good you were at that…”

“Forgotten?” I say with a chuckle when I pull back to see her face. “I thought I was the one with the memory loss. It couldn’t have been that long since I went down on you, right?”

“Um, right. Yeah. Sorry,” Eden says. “Just caught up in the moment.”

Her hands let go of my hair so that she can run her palms up and down my bare back, holding me to her, her legs wrapping around my hips.

“Can we stay like this for a little while longer?” she asks.

“Fuck yes,” I tell her, content and happy to lay on her and kiss her for the rest of the night.

After a while, though, I worry I’m crushing Eden into the mattress, so I roll us to our