Playboy (The Trident Series II: BRAVO Team #4)

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Gabby slowly blinked her eyes open. The room was still dark, though she could see the morning’s first light starting to peak through the closed curtains.

She was snuggled against Playboy. His arm was wrapped protectively around her. She could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest. The warmth of his body was a comforting presence.

She smiled to herself, recalling the events of the previous night. It had been their first time together, and she was still basking in the afterglow. The tenderness and passion they had shared had left her feeling cherished and connected in a way she hadn’t felt in a long time.

She lay there thinking about that moment when Playboy had told her that he loved her. Saying it back to him was easy because she loved him with every ounce of her heart. Some may say it was too early for her to know if she loved him. But her heart wouldn’t lie. The man lying next to her had stuck by her side as she navigated her darkest days, and he never once complained. All he did was show compassion and, at times, made her realize that things weren’t really as bad as she thought they were.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t realize Playboy had woken up until he spoke, his voice teasing but still laced with sleep.

“Are you just going to stare at me all day?”

She blinked, a grin spreading across her face. “Well, I was thinking about doing a lot more than just staring at you.”

He chuckled, his eyes still closed, but a smile tugged at his lips. “Oh really? And what might that be?”

Gabby shifted her body, pressing closer to him. Using her fingers, she traced lazy patterns on his chest. “Umm...I don’t know. I might need a little help with an ache I have down below.”

Playboy’s eyes popped open, a mischievous glint in them. “Is that so?”

“Mm-hmm,” she murmured, leaning in and kissing his lips soft kiss.

Playboy’s hands roamed over her naked body, pulling her closer as he rolled them over so he was hovering above her. “You’re insatiable,” he teased, his voice husky.

Gabby giggled, her fingers threading through his hair. “Only with you.”

“Damn right,” he barked before lowering his head and meeting her lips, and soon they were lost in each other. Every touch, every kiss, reignited the spark between them, and before long, they were wrapped up in another round of passionate lovemaking.

Damn, she could never get enough of him.

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Playboy lay in bed, his body spent from making love to Gabby, not once or twice, but three times! She was nestled against him, her head resting on his chest. She was worn out, too. He stroked her hair, a lazy smile on his face.

“You know, I could get used to waking up like this,” Gabby said, looking up at him.

Playboy grinned, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Me too. I don’t think I ever want to wake up any other way.”

But as much as he wanted to stay in this moment, he knew they had things to do and people to meet.

He nudged her gently. “As much as I’d love to lay here with you all day, we need to get up and get ready. We said we would go to the Halloween festivities with everyone.”

Gabby groaned playfully, nuzzling closer to him. “Do we have to?”

“Yes, we do,” he said with a chuckle, though he didn’t make any effort to leave the bed either.

Gabby looked up at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Well, if we have to get up. How about we make it more interesting?”

“What did you have in mind?” Playboy asked, already knowing where this was headed, and he had no complaints. He was all in favor of some water sports.

Gabby’s smile widened as she slipped out of bed, pulling him with her. “Since we both enjoy water sports, come shower with me,” she told him, her eyebrows bouncing.

Playboy didn’t need to be asked twice. As she reached for her crutches, Playboy stopped her, then lifted her up and threw her over his shoulder. The move made her laugh. He smiled as he made his way to the bathroom, loving the sound of her laughter. It was a sound he wanted to fill their home with.

As soon as the water was running, they were back in each other’s arms. Playboy held her up against him, her legs straddling his waist as the steam of water enveloped them, adding to the heat of their passion.

He pressed her back against the titled wall and kissed her deeply. She ran her fingers through his thick hair as she kissed him back, pulling a moan from his lips.

“I need you,” he told her as he dipped his head and sucked on her skin by her collarbone before licking across her breasts and taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking hard.

“Oh, fuck! Please, Tanner,” she pleaded, closing her eyes and throwing her head back against the wall.

He smiled, loving her reactions to his touch. He reached between her thighs and found her pussy wet and ready for him. Lining up his cock at her entrance, he pushed into her as she slid down onto him, taking him deep. His eyes about rolled back into his head when she clenched her warm velvet walls around his length. Knowing he wasn’t going to last long, he started to work his magic on her.

“You feel so fucking good,” he admitted as he stroked into her, his pace quickening.

The sound of their wet bodies colliding with each other, mixed with the water pouring over them and splashing between them, added an erotic feeling to their lovemaking.

He felt her thighs start to quiver, and thank fucking god because he was moments from blowing his load.

“Oh, God. Please, Tanner. Don’t stop. I’m almost there,” she panted and moaned.

“So, fucking good,” he called out before he buried his head in her neck. He increased the speed of his thrusts and penetrated her deeper.

He felt that familiar tingle in his balls and knew he couldn’t hold it back any longer. Knowing she was really close, he reached between them and pinched her nipple at the same time he slammed into her one last time. She screamed as her climax took hold of her. He squeezed her tight as they both rode out their release.

He kissed her neck and cheeks before moving them under the water.

“That was amazing,” Gabby whispered, kissing his lips softly.

“Yeah, it was,” Playboy agreed. “Hang on, let me set you down on the bench,” he said, turning around and gently placing her down on the stone built-in shower bench.

She smiled at him as he grabbed her loofa, shower gel, and shampoo.

They spent the next few minutes washing up before getting out, drying off, and getting dressed.

After putting on her prosthetic, Gabby pulled on a pair of jeans and a gray sweater with a boat neck. Playboy stepped into his jeans and donned a long-sleeve football t-shirt.

Gabby stood up from the bed, and Playboy eyed her over. Damn, she was beautiful. She had let her hair dry naturally, giving her long blonde locks a wavy look. She wore little makeup.

“If you keep staring at me like you’re ready to pounce on me, we are going to be later than we already are,” she teased.

Playboy grinned, shaking his head. He grabbed his car keys and wallet and ushered them out the door before he took her back to bed.