Kissed Blind (Hot Pursuit #2)(37)

“Gabe.” I snapped my legs closed. “I… um… I’ve been working all day.”

“So?”

“So, I was thinking we might skip this part. I haven’t showered.” I covered my face with my hands and slowly peeked at him.

“Do you think I care?”

I giggled. “What if I care?”

“You shouldn’t. You always taste good.”

A rush of heat flooded my body, and once again he pushed my legs apart, and this time I let them fall. His liquid lips descended, massaging the most intimate part of me and awakening my hidden desire.

His tongue swirled and darted in all the right ways. He’d memorized my body and knew what to do, how to take me there. I closed my eyes and rid myself of any lingering reservations and got lost in the feelings.

Each nuance of his tongue tickled every inch of my flesh, and every warm brush of his breath painted my core with his scent. His hands held my hips, and I pushed my body against his mouth, guiding him to the perfect place. He moved and I moved; we began climbing our mountain together.

I fisted his hair and caressed his head as he continued his effort against my body. His teeth raked along the inside of my thighs to torture me a little before returning to his home. I was almost there already.

“Wait,” I panted. “Stop.”

He lifted his head. “Why?”

I held his face in my hands. “Because I want you in every way. Come here and kiss me.”

An inner light glowed from within as he flicked his brows. He licked his lips and wiggled out of his underwear, gliding along my body and resting his heat against my stomach. His mouth left me wet and waiting, and then his soft, sweet lips covered mine. I welcomed the distraction, and together we swelled in each other’s kiss.

As he caressed my breast and teased my nipple, I breathed, “Gabe.”

With the full weight of his body on mine, he pushed himself between my thighs. “Is this what you want?”

My eyes met his hazel stare as he throbbed, hot and hard. “Yes.” I tried to nestle him in deeper, but he resisted. Both his restraint and timing were something I’d always admired. It was no wonder he was so good in the boardroom. The man had a keen eye for reading people and knowing how to play them; I was no exception.

“How much?” He brushed my lips with his.

My body arched toward him, inching him into me. “Enough to take it.”

He scraped his teeth over his bottom lip and withdrew, shaking his head. “Tell me you want me like I want you.”

“I want you. Isn’t it obvious? Now stop teasing me.” I pushed my feet against his butt, but he held firm.

His amusement was splashed across his face. “Tell me you don’t want anyone but me.”

“Who could ever love me like you do? There’s only you.”

With a satisfied smile, he plunged into me, and I cried out in sweet agony. He rocked, and I countered his thrusts to extract every ounce of pleasure, hooking my legs around his hips so he could torment me no more. A slow tingle gained momentum into a full vibration. I buzzed from the inside. I thought of his mouth against my body and felt the domination of every thrust. Passion pounded its way through my blood, my heart, and my head as waves of ecstasy consumed me. Not a moment behind, Gabe gave into himself, and the tension in his chest melted into mine. Skin on skin, we were one.

We settled into our peace and lay still, my head on his chest. He picked up a lock of my hair and caressed it. The faint burn of the street lamp off in the distance was the only light filtering through the window. My eyes got heavy, and I slipped away. I began to dream.

I’d stolen a candy bar. I’d snatched it off the shelf and crammed it in my pocket. I kept trying to sneak a bite, but every time I did, a store clerk was right there watching me, so I couldn’t. I thought about paying for it, but rationalized it was already in my pocket, and if anyone caught me, they’d know I’d been trying to steal it. I was stuck and groaned in irritation, but then a sound yanked me from sleep. Gabe stood next to my bed, locking his belt into place.





Thirteen





“What’re you doing?” My voice was raspy. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand, it was just after two.

“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to wake you,” Gabe said, tucking his shirt into his waistband.

“Are you leaving?” I sat up and brought the covers to my bare chest.

“I have to. I have a meeting in the morning and everything I need is at the house.”

I pouted. “This makes me feel super special. Were you going to leave a note or just disappear?”

“It’s not that way and you know it. I should have mentioned I couldn’t stay before, but I fell asleep. I cancelled my plans to be with you last night. Now there’s business to catch up on. Please understand. You know I’d rather be here and wake up next to you, but I can’t.”

I wanted to state the obvious, that he owned the company, and if he was at liberty to cancel his meeting the day before then he should have been able to stay with me. He didn’t have to ditch me in the middle of the night, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it. Any words I thought of would have come out wrong, and I didn’t want to start a fight in the middle of the night.

“Sure, I understand.” I sank down into my covers and lifted them to my shoulders. I rolled over and put my back to him. “Lock the door on your way out.”