Rush (Breathless #1)(81)

He went extremely slow, and he was patient. Much more patient than she was. She wanted him inside her. The waiting was killing her.

“Relax, baby,” he soothed. “You’re way too tense. I don’t want to hurt you. Let me inside you.”

She tried to do as he instructed, but it was hard when every nerve in her body was on edge and screaming. Instinctively, she pushed back against him, but he put his palms on her ass, halting her motion.

“Be patient, Mia. I don’t want to go too fast and hurt you.”

He withdrew and pushed forward, performing shallow thrusts. She felt the brush of his knuckles as he gripped the base of his c**k and fed it inside her, gaining more depth than before.

The burn was overwhelming. Not even being stretched daily with the plugs he’d made her wear could prepare her for having his entire length inside her. He was thick and rigidly hard. It was like being impaled by steel.

“Almost there,” he whispered. “Just a bit more, Mia. Be a good girl and take it all.”

She forced every muscle in her body to relax and just as she did, he pushed forward more forcefully and his balls came to rest against the mouth of her pu**y.

He was inside her all the way. She’d taken him whole.

“Goddamn you feel so good,” Gabe said in a strained voice. “Touch yourself, Mia. Lower your head so you can put your cheek on the bed and use your fingers while I f**k your ass.”

The dirty words only aroused her further.

She leaned down, finding a comfortable position as he moved with her, his dick still wedged firmly in her ass. She slid her fingers through the folds of her pu**y and began to manipulate her clit with just the right amount of pressure to get herself off.

When she was settled, Gabe eased back, withdrawing nearly all the way before pushing his way back inside. His movements were slow and methodical. Tender. He never got in a hurry and never lost control. He stroked in and out, his balls pressing to her pu**y each time he reached his depth.

“I’m going to come inside you, Mia. I want you to be very still and continue to pleasure yourself.”

She was so close to orgasming that she had to stop touching herself momentarily or she was a goner.

Gabe’s thrusts increased in speed and force, but he didn’t overwhelm her and he wasn’t rough. Then she felt the first hot jet as he exploded inside her. The next moment, he withdrew and more pulsed onto her skin, at her opening and inside. And still more, until it slid from the opening and down the inside of her thigh.

And then he was back inside her, pushing deep, still hard, forcing his se**n deeper. For several long moments he stroked in and out, even after he’d already come.

She lost the battle to control her own orgasm. As soon as she put her fingers to her clit, her release surged, sharp and unrelenting. It crashed over her and consumed her like a tidal wave. Her knees slipped and she went down to her belly, so she was flat on the bed. Gabe slipped out momentarily, but then he hoisted himself higher and thrust back into her.

His body blanketed hers. He lowered himself onto her back, his c**k still rigid and thick in her ass. He nibbled at her shoulder and then kissed a path to her neck.

“Have you ever done this before?” he murmured against her ear.

“You’re my first,” she said, barely above a whisper.

“Good.”

There was intense satisfaction in his voice. Triumph.

He lay there for several long minutes, gradually softening, lessening the tension and stretching sensation. And then he withdrew from her ass, rising up and then backing away.

She lay there trying to process what had just happened. Her thoughts were scattered. She was still euphoric after a mind-numbing orgasm. Her ass was sore from his spanking and from his thorough possession. But she’d never been more satisfied than she was right now.

He returned to wipe her clean with a warm washcloth. Then he went back to the bathroom, and she heard the shower turn on. A moment later he was back and gently picking her up from the bed.

He carried her into the bathroom and set her down in front of the shower. Then he stepped in and drew her in behind him. She sighed when the hot water rained down over her. And holy crap, but what a decadent experience to have Gabe take care of her completely.

He washed every inch of her, lavishing attention on her ass where the redness still remained. By the time he was finished going over her body, she was breathless and aching all over again.

After he had rinsed all the soap from her skin, he cleaned himself and then turned off the water. He stepped out first and then held out a towel for her to walk into. He wrapped her fully and hugged her to his chest.

“God, you spoil me,” she breathed.

She lifted her head just in time to see a smile curve his lips. The man was absolutely sinful.

He finished drying her body and then allowed her to wrap the towel around her hair.

“Don’t bother getting dressed,” he called as she walked back toward the bedroom.

She smiled at the promise in his voice. No, she wouldn’t need anything to wear for quite a while, she imagined. It was only Saturday night and they had nowhere to be until Monday morning.

Chapter twenty-eight

“Gabe, I have to run these documents down to John so he can look them over before we leave for Paris. I also have to pick up the marketing plans from him. I thought I’d grab us lunch so we can eat in the office.”