It's Only Love(66)
“Yeah, I’ll be there at some point today. I have to go in to work for a short time before I leave.” Her head began to swim with details about her new niece or nephew, her brother and what he was going through, the start of the holiday shopping season in the store, the relocation of Thanksgiving to the lake house in Burlington, and the trip with Gavin that she planned to tell him about on Thanksgiving.
“See you when you get there. Love you.”
“You, too, Granny.”
Molly groaned as she hung up.
“Did your mom really call you here at five in the morning?” Gavin asked.
“She really did.”
“How am I ever going to look either of them in the eye again?”
“I’m sure it’s no surprise to them that we’re sleeping together.”
“Still, I liked it better when they weren’t entirely sure.”
“I bet you did,” she said, laughing at the dismay she heard in his voice.
He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “Morning, Auntie Ella.”
“Oh, I like the sound of that. I can’t wait to hold that baby.”
“So you’re going to Burlington today,” he said.
“I guess I am. That wasn’t in my plans.”
“You’ll be there for Thanksgiving?”
“Mom said they are packing up the turkey and bringing everything to the lake house, so that’s the plan.”
Gavin turned on his side, put his arm around her and snuggled her in close to him. “What am I supposed to do without you for all that time?”
“You could come over to Burlington.”
“I can’t leave my folks for Thanksgiving.”
“I know,” she said with a sigh, loving that he was so faithfully devoted to his parents but sad to know they’d be spending the holiday apart. “But I’ll be back tomorrow night to give you your surprise.” Her stomach knotted with excitement and a lingering bit of fear that he wouldn’t be as happy about her surprise as she was.
“I can’t wait for this surprise of yours.”
“I hope you like it.”
“I’m sure I will.”
Ella wished she could be so sure herself.
“So thirty-six hours with no Ella. That’s cruel and unusual punishment after you’ve gone and gotten me addicted to you.”
“Addicted? That sounds serious.”
“It’s super serious. Life-threatening even.”
Ella ran her fingertips over the stubble on his face. “I love you like this.”
“Like what?”
“Happy, playful, funny.”
“I’d forgotten I had those things in me until you showed me they’re still there.” He turned them so he was on top looking down at her. Then he began kissing her neck, making her want him yet again. It never ceased to amaze her that she wanted him all the time.
“Do you think it’ll always be like this?” she asked.
“Like what?”
“Crazy.”
He glanced up at her, grinning. “It is kinda crazy, isn’t it?”
“I’ve never been like this with anyone.”
“Like what?”
“Insatiable.”
“That’s such a good word, and by the way, I don’t want to think about you doing this with anyone else.”
“I never did this with anyone else. Everything is different with you.”
Cupping her breasts, he ran his tongue over one sensitive tip and then the other. “Are you sore from last night?”
“Tender more than sore.”
“Mmm,” he said, his lips vibrating against her nipple. “I need to be more careful with you.”
“No, you don’t. I like you just the way you are.”
“Unrestrained and unrefined?”
“Exactly like that.”
“Let me give you gentle and tender before I have to let you go for thirty-six endless hours.” His lips were soft and persuasive as he set her on fire with desire for more of him, all of him. By the time he entered her, slowly and carefully, Ella was clinging to what remained of her sanity.
“God, you’re so perfect,” he whispered. “I could live inside you and never want for anything.”
Ella clung to him, her fingertips digging into the dense muscles of his back as he moved above her, destroying her one deep stroke at a time. Her body seized in a contraction of endless pleasure that went on for what felt like forever. She had never felt anything quite like it.
“Ella,” he whispered. “I love you so much. Love you.”
She couldn’t speak over the huge lump in her throat, so she held on tight to him as he lost himself in her.
The slide of his lips over the dampness on her face was the only indication she had that tears were rolling down her cheeks.
“Sweet Ella. How did I survive before you made me fall in love with you?”
Ella burrowed her nose into the nook between his neck and shoulder, breathing him in. She needed to get up, to get moving, to get to the office for a couple of hours before she headed to Burlington to hopefully meet her new niece or nephew. But she couldn’t bring herself to move.
“Are you okay?” he asked, gazing down at her with sweet concern in his eyes.