Gage slipped the phone into his back pocket and watched Tayler as she approached. There was something mesmerizing about the way she walked, and it didn’t help that the strong winds billowed the dress against her body, outlining the curves of her physique. She’d nestled into him so easily the night before that it was like they’d known each other for much longer. It made him realize that she trusted him. He’d had comrades trust him with their lives, but something about having her trust him with her safety felt different. He felt compelled to never let it waver.
“Good morning, you,” she greeted, smiling.
“Good mood?” he asked.
“Very good mood.” She took a sip from the mug. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I wish that I could write a prescription for sleeping next to you just so I could bill my insurance company. I never thought that I could find a hard body so comforting.”
“What about my sofa?”
“Man, fuck that sofa.” When he didn’t smile, she tossed her head back. “You’re killing me here, Gage. Give me something.”
He walked over and kissed the top of her head, something that he intended to do until she told him to stop.
“Is that good?” he asked.
She slipped an arm around his waist and pulled him in for a tight hug. When she released him, she looked up. “I guess I’ll take that.”
He leaned down and ran his tongue over her lips. She sighed and her lips parted, giving him access to where his mind had been unable to pull itself from ever since the day before. The remnants of the coffee came across like bittersweet bits, her lips even softer than he remembered. She flicked her tongue, reigniting the tugging in that space just beneath his sternum.
She moaned and he pulled away. She’d let him feel, taste, and hear her desire, but if he followed through with what was on his mind, their morning shooting session wouldn’t happen until he let her out of his grasp. In a few days.
“Are we going to be doing that regularly from now on?” she asked, licking her lips.
“That a problem?”
“God, no. I’d just like to know if that’s going to keep happening.”
“Why?”
“Because kissing you is amazing, Gage.”
Everything inside of him stopped moving. He was certain that even his blood had ceased flowing through his veins and arteries. She was staring at him, but he desperately needed her to change the subject. She was good at that, talking about nothing. If not, he was taking her upstairs. His mouth and his cock would take turns exploring the depths of her body. He would marathon fuck her in every corner of that room until her muscles ached. Then, he would rub them and fuck her again.
She had five seconds.
K. Alex Walker 
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