When I wake up the following day, Alessa is gone, but Gage is still fast asleep. He’s sprawled on his stomach with both arms tucked under the pillow. I take a minute while he’s sleeping to examine something I’ve been running from.
His long black eyelashes are fanned across his cheeks, and he looks so much younger with his wavy hair sleep tousled. I let my eyes roam down his muscled back to his muscled ass. Gage is attractive; I have no problem admitting that about any man. What makes me question it about Gage is the fact that I feel…things I’ve never felt before. Curiosity is the top one. I knew Gage was bisexual just by the comments he’s made; he doesn’t hide it. Being pressed against him on his motorcycle was one thing; feeling his c**k slide against mine inside Alessa was another.
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