Entwined with You(74)

My hands caressed his erection with tender reverence, my only goal to please him and show him how much I loved him. He touched me the same way, his eyes windows to a wounded soul that needed me as much as I needed him.


“I’m happy with you, Eva. You make me happy.”


“I’ll make you happy the rest of your life,” I promised him. My hips churned, desire sliding hot and thick through my veins. “There’s nothing I want more.”


Leaning forward, Gideon flicked the tip of his tongue over my nipple, a quick swipe that sent a sharp ache through my breast. “I love your tits. Did you know that?”


“Ah, so that’s what did you in—the rack.”


“Keep teasing me, angel. Give me an excuse to spank you. I love your ass, too.”


He pressed a hand to my back, arching me toward his mouth. Hot wetness surrounded the sensitive peak of my breast. His cheeks hollowed on a deep suck and my sex echoed his mouth, hungry for his cock.


I felt him everywhere, all around me and inside me. His heat and warmth. His passion. In my hands, his cock was hard and throbbing, the plush head slick with pre-cum.


“Tell me you love me,” I pleaded.


Gideon’s eyes met mine. “You know I do.”


“Imagine if I never said the words to you. If you never heard them from me.”


His chest expanded on a deep breath. “Crossfire.”


My hands stilled on him.


He swallowed, his throat working. “It’s your word for when things get to be too much, when it’s too intense. It’s my word, too, because that’s how you make me feel. All the time.”


“Gideon, I …” He’d made me speechless.


“When you say it, it means stop.” His fingertips left my breast and slid down my cheek. “When I say it, it means never stop. Whatever you’re doing to me, I need you to keep doing it.”


Lifting, I hovered above him. “Let me.”


“Yes.” His fingers left my cleft, and a heartbeat later his cock was filling me, the flared crown stretching sensitive tissues.


“Slow,” he ordered softly, his gaze hooded as he licked his fingers with long, sensuous laps of his tongue. He looked so wicked, so shamelessly decadent.


“Help me.” It was always more difficult for me to take him this way, using only gravity and the weight of my body. As desperate as he’d made me, he was still a tight fit.


He caught my hips, sliding me up and down leisurely, working me onto his thick erection. “Feel every inch, angel,” he crooned. “Feel how hard you make me.”


My thighs trembled as he rubbed over a tender spot inside me. I gripped his wrists, my sex rippling.


“Don’t come,” he warned, with that authoritative bite that practically ensured I would. “Not until you’ve taken all of me.”


“Gideon.” The slow, steady friction of his careful penetration was driving me insane.


“Think of how good it feels when I’m in you, angel. When your greedy little cunt has something to tighten down on when you’re coming.”


I tightened down on him then, seduced by the coaxing rasp in his voice. “Hurry.”


“You’re the one who has to let me in.” His eyes gleamed with humor. He urged me to lean back, changing the angle of my descent.


I slid onto him, taking him to the root in one smooth, slick glide. “Oh!”


“Fuck.” His head fell back, his breathing quick and rough. “You feel amazing. You’re squeezing me like a fist.”


“Baby.” I couldn’t hide the plea in my voice. He was so hard and thick inside me, so deep I could barely catch my breath …


He shot me a look that scorched. “I want this. You and me, nothing between us.”


“Nothing,” I said fervently, panting. Wriggling. Losing my mind. I needed to come so badly.


“Shh. I’ve got you.” Lifting his thumb to his mouth, Gideon licked the pad, then reached between us, rubbing my clit with expertly applied pressure. Heat bloomed across my skin in a mist of sweat, the flush spreading until I felt feverish.


I climaxed in a searing rush of pleasure, my sex spasming in hard, desperate clutches. His growl was a sound of pure animal sexuality, his cock swelling in response to the covetous milking of my body.


But he didn’t come, which made my orgasm all the more intimate. I was open, vulnerable, wrenched by desire. And he watched me fall apart with those haunting blue eyes, his control absolute. The fact that he didn’t move, just held himself deep, enhanced the feeling of connection between us.


A tear slid down my cheek, the orgasm pushing my emotions over the edge.


“Come here,” he said hoarsely, his hands sliding up my back and pulling me into him. He licked the tear away, then nudged me sweetly with the tip of his nose. My breasts pressed against his chest, my arms went around his waist, slipping into the space between him and the headboard. I held him close, my body quivering with aftershocks.


“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured. “So soft and sweet. Kiss me, angel.”