GAGE: A Bad Boy Military Romance by Cordelia Blanc Read Free Book Online

It didn’t, miraculously.
     
    The sleeping Ashley grabbed my wrist and pulled my arm in tight to her body. She pressed my hand firmly against her tit. It was soft, warm, plump, perfect—none of which helped my situation.
     
    The two men hovered over me, admiring the beautiful woman under my arm, as I pretended to be asleep. If Ashley woke up, I’d be in a world of trouble. What would she think if she woke up with her mostly-naked body pressed up against mine? That I was trying to take advantage of her? Rape her? And if she freaked out, what would Darby and Hastings think?
     
    Hastings and Darby spent the next fifteen minutes changing and chatting about the Playmates, which ones they wanted to fuck, and which ones were currently being fucked by other Joes. The conversation went on and on; apparently, they wanted to fuck every one of them, including the old manager woman, and apparently, just about all of them were currently being fucked by someone or another. Darby claimed he fucked Miss March in the Chow Hall bathroom. Hastings was jealous.
     
    Then finally, they went to sleep, and the room became quiet once again, save for the brief moaning of Hasting’s laptop and the slapping of his clenched fist against his pelvis while he jerked off.
     
    But even with my roommates asleep, I wasn’t in the clear. I still had an oblivious, naked Playmate in bed next to me. I tried to inch my body towards the edge of the bed, but minutes later, she would snuggle back into me. Eventually, I was out of space to retreat backwards.
     
    With a small wiggle, she managed to position the cheeks of her soft butt around the contour of my cock, cradling my manhood. I tried to think of something else—anything else—but it was hopeless. I could only think of her perfect ass snuggling my dick and the image of her with her fur shawl, with those eyes that, among other things, said, “I want you to fuck me senseless.”
     
    I could feel my cock throbbing, swelling between those cheeks. If she woke up, I might be able to explain why I was in the bed, but I wouldn’t be able to explain the massive erection nestled between her ass cheeks.
     
    Sleep, Gage—just go to sleep, I told myself. Going to sleep was far from a solution, but it was the only thing that made sense to do—a temporary escape from my problems, something I was all too familiar with.
     
    Eventually, even with Miss April cuddled against my body, I fell asleep.

CHAPTER EIGHT

    He was warm. His big, heavy arm made me feel safe, secure, invincible. I revelled in the way his rigid muscles held my body in place.
     
    And then, after I inched my body back, and his arm tightened around me, it dawned on me that I went to sleep alone, and that whoever “he” was, wasn’t supposed to be there.
     
    I pushed his arm away and sprung forward. Before I could open my lips to scream in protest, his hand covered my mouth and he pinned me down against the bed. My heart took off, suddenly beating a mile a minute against my ribcage.
     
    What was happening? Had I been drugged? Was I raped?
     
    The previous night’s events came rushing back to me, but none of my memories could answer who was in the bed with me, holding me down and muffling me.
     
    The morning light was pouring in through the room’s only window, making it difficult to make out his face. But after my eyes had a few seconds to adjust, I could see that it was Gage, the guy who gave me his bed.
     
    After my eyes had another few seconds to adjust, I could see another man sleeping in the room, an unfamiliar man with a scrawny face and patchy facial hair. Then, the creaking of springs above my head suggested there was yet another man in the bunk above me.
     
    Gage leaned in and whispered into my ear. “Calm down,” he said. He explained what happened, how his friends came home unexpectedly, and he assured me that he didn’t do anything unsavoury.
     
    He carefully released me from his muffling hold.
     
    His eyelids were