Coral Hearts by Avery Gale Read Free Book Online Page B

I wanted to make sure he didn’t give me anything. I’m clean…oh please don’t stop.” Her voice was taking on an air of desperation he always loved hearing when he played with subs. But it was different with Coral—this woman mattered more than any of the others had in the past. He wasn’t going to demand she wait for permission to come, she obviously didn’t have enough experience to delay an orgasm if she’d never had one. Hell, he doubted she’d be recognize the signs her release was coming until it steamrolled her. That dry spell is fixin’ to end right quick, baby.
    “Birth control, Coral?” She still hadn’t answered his question, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer either. For just a second a vision of her standing on the back terrace, her belly swollen with his child flashed through his mind, but he shoved it aside refocusing all of his attention on the beautiful woman in his arms.
    “Yes, but…need…” Sage wanted to groan as her body shuddered against his. Damn, she was so fucking responsive he wasn’t sure which one of them he was torturing more by withholding her pleasure. “Need to go again next…soon.” Aha that’s what she’s struggling to get out. That’s an appointment she won’t be going to alone, that’s for sure. After what he’d seen earlier outside her apartment, he didn’t want her going anywhere alone—hell, if he had his way, he’d keep her sheltered at the ranch until everything was resolved.
    He lifted her left leg, placing her foot on the stone bench built into the back wall of the large shower. The entire space was a hedonist’s dream and for the first time since Sage remodeled the master en suite bathroom, he didn’t feel even the slightest twinge of guilt about the obscene amount of money he’d spent on the small space. After his parents moved out, this had been the first renovation Sage had undertaken. He’d gutted the existing bathroom and the adjoining bedroom. He combined the two spaces into a bath suite that would make Architectural Digest sit up and take notice. The only argument his brothers had given him about the project was the size of the hot tub he’d chosen. He was glad he hadn’t chosen an enormous hot tub because he wasn’t interested in sharing with it anyone but the woman in his arms. And he was damned thrilled they’d recently completed the project. The tub might not be huge, but it was surrounded by soft lighting and rock shelves holding small pots of vining plants and white votive candles. The hidden speakers wrapped bathers in soothing sounds of the ocean or his personal favorite, the sound of falling rain and distant rumblings of thunder. Phoenix had also included several playlists of all Sage’s favorite music into the system, and if the younger Morgan was true to form, he’d probably already found out Coral’s favorites and added those as well.
    The hot tub was nice, but the shower was his pride and joy. It was extra-large and featured numerous showerheads at various heights in addition to the two rain showerheads in the ceiling. There was a stone bench along the entire length of one wall. The bench was divided into sections of varying heights because he loved watersports of all kinds. The waterfall cascading down the rock wall was highlighted by backlights that made the water sparkle as it fell. The entire unit used recycled water removing any guilt over the amount of time he planned to spend enjoying his own personal water park. Montana winters were damned long, and he’d always dreamed of finding a woman who would love playing naked in the water as much as he did. Coral was lighting up under his touch. Hell, she was fucking perfect and didn’t seem at all intimidated by the water pouring down around her.
    With her pussy spread open to his touch, Sage began a full on assault of temptation with his fingers. She was already so close he didn’t want to break the rhythm a second time by moving in front of her.