Tangled with the Tight End (Evergreen Lake: Under the Mistletoe)

Chapter 34

thirty-four

GAbrIEL

Watching her in the throws of passion sends a possessiveness through me that I’ve never experienced. I was already jealous of Sawyer, but now even the thought of another man touching what’s mine fills me with rage. It won’t happen. This isn’t a now thing. This is a forever thing. She belongs with me, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her.

“If you want me to retire now, I’ll do it.” The words are out of my mouth as I stand and draw her to her feet.

“What’re you talking about?” She stumbles and braces her palms on my chest.

“If you want me to retire now and move here permanently….” I cup her face. “I will. Just say the word.”

“No.” Her eyes flash with irritation. “You’re not retiring unless you’ve lied to Marco and me.”

“I haven’t lied. The doctor isn’t worried about another injury. That’s not what’s bothering me.” I tighten my grip on her hips. “I don’t want to do anything that drives a wedge between us. If you want me to hang it up, I’ll do it. I’m not losing you.”

Her hands slip up my chest and around my neck, until we’re encircled in each other’s arms. “I want you to finish out the season.” One corner of her mouth rises upward. “And I would like to see you play another season or two. Just so I could watch you in person and know all those women calling your name aren’t going home with you.” Her cheeks brighten. “I realize that sounds catty and high school, but it’s true nonetheless.”

“I like you jealous.” I kiss her lips. “By the way, my grandma wants to invest in your business and Marco and I’s restaurant. She’s married to a billionaire in Texas and loves to spoil people she cares about.”

Norah’s mouth drops open as she gapes. “That’s crazy. I don’t–”

I place my index finger on her lips. “Don’t fight it. You won’t win with her.”

“We’ll discuss it later.”

“Yes, much later.” My lips find hers again.

The longer we kiss, the less words feel necessary. We’re together, and nothing can stop that from happening. She nips my bottom lip and pulls back. “I think we’ve had enough talking for now.” Her hands unclasp from behind my head and travel down to my belt. “I have an ache that you started, and it can only be eased by you filling me and driving me insane.”

“That I can do.”

“You have on too many clothes.”

“I couldn’t agree more.” I chuckle and yank off my T-shirt as she removes the belt buckle and draws down my jeans with swift hands.

Before I can say anything, she swipes her finger over the top of the cupcake, drops to her knees, and snags the leg of my jockeys. My cock bobs angrily once released, which is only intensified as she licks her lips.

She glances up from her knees. “How bad do you want my mouth on you?”

“Jesus,” I groan as my eyes roll back into my head and will my tightening balls not to betray me. I shudder and meet her gaze as she smears frosting over the head of my dick. “I’ve never wanted anything more.” My voice is rough and filled with desperation as I repeat the words she used earlier.

“Good.” She grins, leans up, and swipes her tongue along my flesh. Tasting and teasing. Flicking and moaning. It’s too much. Her fingernails dig into my thighs as she swallows me deep into her mouth and gags.

The sound of her pleasing me sends goosebumps along my skin. Don’t come. Focus. Think about anything other than her mouth sucking me. But her enthusiasm nearly drops me to my ass. Down to the base of her throat. Out to the edge, where her pretty tongue dances across me. Back inside her hot mouth.

Her palm cups my balls as the other hand grasps the base of my cock and works over me in time with her ferocious mouth. I’m going to fucking die. I groan as my hips buck. Fuck. I grip her head, dragging my nails into her skull, and fuck her gorgeous face until my thighs twitch and the first pulse of orgasm twitches my dick.

No. I gasp for air and pull back, not like this. I pull her to a standing position and turn her to face the island. “Inside you. I’ve got to be inside of you.”

“Please. I want that, too.” She spreads her feet apart and offers her ass to me.

In one stroke, I’m buried to the hilt, relishing her slick core and the clenching of her walls as she cradles my erection. I inhale, steadying my breath, and then lose control.

Seconds pass as I slice into her. Each thrust is highlighted with a gasp and a moan until I’m not sure which of us is doing what. The sounds fill the room as sweat trails down my back. And to think I was worried about my knee. It feels great. Everything feels great.

Her fingertips cling to the slippery surface. “Gabriel, right there. Just like you’re doing. Don’t stop. It feels so good.”

“Yes, baby, fucking you feels good. Like heaven. I fit perfectly inside of you. It’s like you were made for me.”

“Yes.” Her voice cracks as she slams back into me. “Harder. Fuck me harder. Make me come, please.”

“Baby.” I shudder as I fight back my release to please her. “I’m going to fuck you so deep; you’re going to see stars.”

And I do.

Her screams fill the air, spurring me on. “I feel you about to come. Your pussy is jumping, squeezing me. I want that pretty pink pussy to soak me with your cum.”

“Oh, my God. Jesus. Fuck. Yes. Oh, my fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Her entire body shakes as the walls of her sex bite down, making it nearly impossible to move inside of her. Fucking heaven. Better than heaven.

I grunt as spasms rack my body, and my seed spurts deep inside of her. I want her to be pregnant with my baby. She’s the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Loving. Laughing with. Raising a family.

My heart skips a beat. I can’t lose her. I spin her to face me and slam my mouth over hers.