Chapter 11

Gage's lips crashed down on Nicole's; he wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her off the ground. Nicole's hands instinctively went to his neck, her fingers wrapping around him as she deepened the kiss.

Without breaking the kiss, Gage walked over to the table and gently set Nicole down on the edge. He pulled back slightly, his eyes locking onto hers as he grasped her legs and spread them apart.

Nicole's eyes fluttered closed, her head tilting back as she let out a soft moan. Gage's hands roamed up her thighs, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

As the tension between them built, Gage's lips claimed Nicole's once again, their kiss growing more passionate and intense.

The kiss deepened; Nicole's hands moved to Gage's T-shirt, her fingers grasping the hem as she helped him pull it off. Gage's chest was revealed, his muscles defined in the dim light.

Gage's hands moved to Nicole's back, his fingers deftly unhooking her bra. The straps slid down her shoulders, and Nicole felt a thrill run through her as Gage's lips left hers and began to explore her neck.

Nicole's hands roamed over Gage's bare back, her fingers scratching lightly at his skin. Gage's eyes closed, his head tilting back as he let out a low groan. The sound sent shivers down Nicole's spine, and she felt herself getting lost in the moment.

Gage lifted Nicole into his arms once again; she felt a sense of weightlessness, as if she were floating on air. He carried her effortlessly to his bedroom, the city lights outside casting a kaleidoscope of colors through the large glass window.

The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the city outside. Gage gently laid Nicole down on the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. He hovered over her, his face inches from hers, his warm breath caressing her skin.

Nicole felt a sense of anticipation build inside her, her heart racing with excitement. She reached up, her hands tracing the lines of Gage's face, her fingers tangling in his hair. Gage's eyes closed, his face tilting down, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss.

Gage hovered over Nicole, his eyes locked onto hers, filled with a deep concern. He asked her once again, his voice low and husky, "Are you sure, Nicole?"

Nicole's eyes never wavered, her gaze holding Gage's with a fierce intensity. She nodded her head, her voice barely above a whisper, "Yes, I am."

Gage's eyes searched hers, as if seeking any sign of doubt or uncertainty. But Nicole's expression remained resolute, her eyes shining with a determination that left no room for misinterpretation.

With a slow nod, Gage accepted her answer, his face inches from hers.Gage's lips brushed against Nicole's once again.

Gage's lips trailed across Nicole's skin; he left a path of gentle, wet kisses in his wake. His mouth moved slowly, savoring the taste of her skin, as he explored every inch of her body.

Nicole's eyes fluttered closed, her breath catching in her throat as Gage's lips danced across her skin. She felt a shiver run down her spine as his mouth moved lower, his warm breath sending tremors through her entire body.

With a gentle tug, Gage's teeth grasped the delicate fabric, and with a soft pull, it was gone. Nicole's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto Gage's as she felt a rush of excitement mixed with a touch of nervousness.

Gage's eyes locked onto Nicole's; he whispered, his voice filled with emotion, "You are so beautiful and untouched." His gaze roamed over her face, taking in every detail, every curve and contour.

Nicole's cheeks flushed with a soft pink hue, her eyes shining with a mix of vulnerability and trust.

Gage's voice dropped to a whisper, his words barely audible, "Thank you for giving me this chance, Nicole." His eyes burned with intensity, his face inches from hers, as he spoke from the heart.

Gage's fingers made contact with Nicole's skin, and he was met with a warm, inviting sensation. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a mix of surprise and desire, he whispered, "Nicole, you're so...ready." His voice trailed off, his gaze never leaving hers, as he continued to explore her body.

Gage reached over to his bedside drawer, pulling it open with a soft creak. He rummaged through the contents, his hand emerging with a condom. He held it up, his eyes locking onto Nicole's, as he tore open the packaging with a gentle rip.

Gage carefully put on the condom, his eyes never leaving Nicole's face. He positioned himself between her legs, his voice low and gentle as he spoke, "Stop me whenever you want, okay?"

Nicole nodded, her eyes locked onto his, her face a picture of trust and vulnerability.

Gage's voice was reassuring, "I'll be gentle, I promise." He took a deep breath, and he slowly pushed himself inside her.

As they became one, Gage's movements were slow and deliberate, his eyes never leaving Nicole's face, his expression a mix of passion and concern.

Nicole's hands grasped the sheet, her fingers clutching the fabric as if it were a lifeline. Her body arched, her back bowing off the bed as a cry tore from her lips. The sound was a mix of pain and pleasure, a primal scream that echoed through the room.

Gage's lips descended upon Nicole's, his kiss gentle and soothing. He held her close, his arms wrapped tightly around her as he tried to calm the storm raging within her. His tongue danced with hers, the rhythm slow and comforting, as he whispered softly into her ear, "Shh, it's okay."

Gage's voice was laced with concern, "If you can't take it, I'll stop. We don't have to do this." He paused, his eyes searching hers for any sign of hesitation.

Nicole's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto Gage's. Despite the tears welling up in her eyes, her expression was resolute. She reached up, her hands grasping Gage's shoulders, pulling him closer.

Her voice was barely above a whisper, but it was filled with conviction, "Don't stop, Gage. Don't. I want this. I want you." Her eyes shone with tears, but her determination was unwavering.

Gage's face softened, his eyes filled with emotion as he gazed at Nicole. He nodded slowly, his voice a gentle whisper, "Okay, baby. I'll keep going. I promise."

Gage began to move again; his pace was slow and deliberate, his body sinking deeper into Nicole's. She felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, her moans growing louder as she arched her back, her body meeting Gage's in perfect rhythm.

With each gentle thrust, Nicole's pleasure intensified, her moans becoming a soft, breathy chant. Gage's eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with passion and adoration as he watched Nicole's face, her expression a picture of pure, unadulterated bliss.

The room was filled with the intoxicating sounds of Nicole's moans and Gage's guttural growls, creating a symphony of passion that seemed to reverberate off the walls. As Gage slowly increased his pace, Nicole's moans grew louder, more insistent, her body moving in perfect sync with his.

Gage's growls deepened, his breathing becoming more ragged, his body tense with restraint as he struggled to maintain control. The air was thick with tension, the sound of their labored breathing and the creaking of the bed the only other sounds that filled the room.

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