Deadly Target [IAD Agency 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) (12 page)

Mikayla folded her arms over her chest and shot Gage that famous ‘fuck you’ stare that Slade had just mentioned. Her eyes narrowed as she finally got a good look at his face and had to hold back a wince. “Whose fist did you walk into?”

“It was my cousin, Sebastian. You should see his face. It’s worse than mine.”

“I bet,” she said dryly. “You wanted to talk, so talk.”

“You make my dick hard when you look at me like that,” Gage whispered as he stood in front of the closed door, blocking the only exit from the room.

She blinked at him in surprise then narrowed her eyes. “You are a totally confusing man, Gage. I thought you made it perfectly clear that we wouldn’t be seeing each other again, so what is there to talk about?”

“Mikayla…”

“Let me refresh your memory. You said you didn’t want see me anymore before you dumped me at the hospital. So what do you want now?”

Gage shifted on his feet and shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “I didn’t say I didn’t want to see you anymore. And I didn’t dump you at the hospital.”

“You said—”

“I said we shouldn’t see each other anymore. There’s a big difference.”

“Semantics.” Mikayla blew out a breath. She was tired. Really tired. “What do you want, Gage?”

“I want you.”

“But not enough.” She smiled sadly at him. “Why are you saying this now? Because you saw me with my friend?”

Gage took a step toward her. “So that tank is just a friend?”

“Slade is one of my best friends. He’s like a brother to me and was kind enough to come when he heard I was in the hospital.”

Gage stopped holding himself back and went to her, pushing her face up with a thumb on her chin, and he held her neck with his hand. “I would have stayed.”

“But you didn’t. I don’t want or need a man who won’t stick. You warned me that you didn’t want to date. I understand that, Gage. But I’m not willing to only have a part of you or allow you to decide to come seek me out whenever you get horny. Go back to your blonde. I don’t have the energy to deal with you.”

Gage winced. “You saw that?”

“It was kind of hard not to.”

“I told her to leave. I didn’t want her, I only want you.” Gage sighed at the look of disbelief on her face. Okay, he deserved that, but it was true. Watching her with another man had almost killed him. He wanted her so much he was close to begging, when he never begged for anything in his entire life. “We can try it.”

Mikayla studied him as she played back his words in her head. “Try what—”

Gage cut off her words as his lips pressed lightly over hers. She knew it was another mistake, but she couldn’t help it as she swayed into him. She felt his arms wrap around her, holding her to him, and felt like she had come home.

Gage pulled back, looking down at her. “We can try dating. Please, Mikayla.” Damn it, what could he say? That he felt like shit leaving her in the hospital when all he wanted to do was curl up on the bed next to her so he could make sure she was okay? Or that he hadn’t slept at all last night because every time he closed his eyes the only thing he saw was her beautiful face. How the hell could he explain that he wanted her with him, where he could see her every fucking second of the day? Instead, he merely sighed. “I…shit, I have to have you. Give me a chance.”

Mikayla was torn. The raw hunger and stark longing in his voice touched a place inside her that she never even knew she had. If she wasn’t careful, this man could find his way into her heart, where she might never be able to get him out. Pushing back the unease she felt, she let herself just enjoy the moment. Pressing her lips to his again, she savored the taste of him. “I want to,” she answered honestly, “but there are things you don’t know about me…”

Gage placed a finger on her lips. “All I need to know is that you still want me. Everything else we can work through.” He used the finger to trace over her lower lip, before meeting her gaze again. “Do you, Mikayla? Do you want me?”

“I…” She licked her lips, relishing in the way his hot green eyes tracked the motion. “You and I don’t want to same things, Gage.”

Holding onto her hips, Gage slowly walked her backward until her legs hit the table behind her. “I’ve been thinking about this since I left the hospital. I did stay until I knew you were safe, by the way. I’m not a complete asshole.”

Mikayla smiled. “That’s debatable.”

Gage grinned at her, showing those adorable dimples of his. “I’ve already broken my rules with you. So, I figure…why not break some more?” He lifted her by the hips easily and set her down on the table, moving between her thighs before she could close them. “I’ve smelled the scent of your skin on mine, felt the taste of your lips, and remember the feel of your pussy gripping my cock. It’s been driving me crazy. You’ve been haunting me, Mikayla.”

Gage groaned as she grinned, her violet eyes sparkling with devilment. He fit his mouth over hers, pushing her lips open so his tongue could drive deep. God, the taste of her was amazing. It made his head swim so he wanted more, needed more. Their tongues stroked and played together, mouths fused so tight that both of them were panting for breath by the time he pulled back. He laid his forehead against hers, just breathing in her air and felt something inside him settle.

Damn the fucking Stark curse. It had him by the balls.

“We should get back. I don’t think your friend is going to like waiting for you.”

“Slade knows I can take care of myself,” Mikayla said with a hint of a laugh as she hooked her legs around his waist, holding him in place. She ignored the slight pull at her thigh as his eyebrow rose at the gesture.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Mikayla whispered as her hands slid down his chest, over his taut abs until they reached the front of his jeans.

His breath hissed out as she began working the top button of his jeans open while her other hand stroked over the rigid length of his cock through the thin material. “Jesus, Mikayla. This room doesn’t have a lock. We can’t do this here.”

Mikayla laughed at the incredulous look on his face as she drew the zipper of his jeans down, allowing the thick, hard length of his to spring free. She took his cock in her hand, pleased that her fingertips didn’t touch around his thick shaft. She nipped at his chin with her teeth as she began stroking his cock, rubbing the pearl of pre-cum weeping at the tip with her thumb.

“Don’t tell me the great Gage Stark is worried about someone seeing us.”

His eyes widened in surprise even as the lust flared brighter in his emerald green eyes. “You aren’t?”

Mikayla shrugged. “You started this. Now I’m aching and want you to finish it. Finish me, come on, Gage. I dare you.”

Fucking hell, she was trying to kill him.

Gage’s breath left in a rush. Christ, he felt like someone had sucker punched him. His body burned with a possessive fire as his mind snapped off, and he began pulling at her pants with shaking hands. Thank god for elastic, he thought gleefully as he shoved the black pants down her legs easily, remembering at the last moment to be careful of the bandage on her thigh.

Fuck him, he wanted to devour her, to eat her up with big greedy bites. And he would, but not here. Not now when anyone could walk in and see them. He’d be damned if he let anyone see his woman naked.

And she was his.

God help her, he was hers, too. She literally had him by the cock, and he felt like he would die if he didn’t pound himself inside her until neither of them could move. His cock was throbbing painfully, wanting to be inside the tight depths of her pussy again.

Gage gritted his teeth as he felt his cock harden in her tiny hand as all the blood in his head rushed down to his groin. His erection was heavy, thick and pulsing, and ready to fuck her until she begged him to stop.

He stepped back, groaning as she refused to release his cock. Instead, she tightened her grip on him as he quickly removed her pants from one of her legs so he could spread her wide. He looked down at her pussy on display for him, wanting to pound himself inside that little hole. Hell, the entire bar could walk in at that moment and he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from fucking her.

He grabbed her hips and slid her forward so she was sitting at the edge of the table. She wound her long legs around him again, pulling him closer. His hand slid down stroking his fingers down her slit, spreading her juices. She used her legs to pull him tighter against her.

“Wait, baby. I gotta get you ready for me.” Gage breathed out on a laugh. “Don’t you want any foreplay?”

“Fuck the foreplay. I want to feel you inside me again, Gage. I need it.”

Gage growled as he jerked her head back to once again feast on her mouth as she guided his cock into her hot, wet pussy. Breathing heavily, Mikayla moaned into his mouth as he slid forward, burying himself into her until the mushroomed head of his cock was tight against the entrance to her womb,

“God, you feel so good, baby. So tight and so fucking perfect. Your pussy hugs my cock like it was made to be inside you.” Gage’s voice was thick with lust. His bright-green eyes gleamed with a hunger he could barely control.

“Gage, I need you to…” Mikayla moaned.

“What, baby?” Gage growled. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”

Mikayla's eyes opened and narrowed on his face as she saw the tight clench of his jaw. He was making her crazy, and still he held on to the thin edge of his control. No, that wouldn’t do. If she had no control, then neither would he. She gripped his hair tight in her hand and bit down on his lower lip. “I need you to fuck me. Fuck me hard, Gage. Shove your big dick inside me and make me come.”

Fuck!

With no warning, Gage did exactly what she asked and began pumping hard into her, shoving his cock into her hot little hole, tearing a strangled scream from her throat that he muffled with his own mouth. He hummed low in his throat as he moved down, his teeth savaging her neck, nipping and lapped at the soft flesh there.

“Oh god,” Mikayla groaned, letting him know exactly what he was doing to her. “Gage, gimme more. Give it to me.”

Gage let out a vicious curse as his hips bucked, thrusting into her heat with startling force. Sweat dripped down his face as he continued to power into her. Her tight, wet pussy was gripping him so hard that he almost burst from the acute pleasure. Over and over he plunged into her tight, hot hole like a man insane, driven mad by his need for her.

Their mouths met again as he pounded his full length into her, stretching her tight hole around his invading flesh. He moved his hand to stroke his thumb over the hard crest of her clit, making her cry out in pleasure. His hips jerked back then forward again, reveling in the sounds she made as he fucked her. Riding her hard, he roughly shoved through her tight folds as pleasure streaked through his system, making him race to the finish, wanting, needing her with him when he came.

“Son of a…fuck!” Mikayla cried out as she came.

Gage watched the pleasure take her, watched her violet eyes go opaque and thought he’d never seen anything as beautiful in his entire life. He had to fight the urge to spill himself inside her at the feeling of her clenched around him.

And damn it, he needed to feel it again.

“Come again, Mikayla. Come for me again,” Gage commanded.

He desperately wanted to feel her come again, and that need drove him to fuck into her faster, harder. He needed to see that look of pure pleasure on her face again. A look that he put there. Her cries drove him insane, the bite of her nails gripping his biceps through his shirt made him ache to feel her hands on his flesh with nothing between them. Reaching down, he gripped her hip hard, holding her steady for his brutal thrusts, pushing them both toward the ecstasy that awaited them.

Mikayla levered up, legs wrapped tight around his hips, and bit down hard into his neck to still her cry of his name as she came again. Her tight channel gripped him hard with the force of her orgasm, milking him until he could no longer hold back.

“Mikayla! Baby!” Gage threw his head back, letting out the guttural yell as he shoved deep, his hard cock erupting, jetting his hot seed deep inside her. He wrapped his arms around her, holding tight to her as everything he was seemed to shatter.

Gage’s body slumped again her, his breathing heavy, but still he couldn’t seem to let go.

Son of a bitch, she was going to kill him.

Mikayla stroked her hands over his back, holding onto him as she felt something important had just happened between them. He had opened himself to her in a way she instinctively knew he had never done before, and it both terrified and thrilled her.

“I’ve got you,” she whispered and felt a shiver run through him as his arms tightened around her. She was content to stay there, holding him in silence as the frantic beat of their hearts slowed to a steady rhythm that seemed to match the throb of music coming from outside the storage room.

Gage sighed before he pulled back to look at her. He used a gentle hand to stroke the hair away from her face. “First my truck, now a storage room… I’m not exactly winning points here, am I?”

She grinned impishly. “I wouldn’t say that. I think I have to award points for creativity and…for follow-through.”