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

Chapter 42

forty-two

GAbrIEL

Warmth crawls along my skin as I shut the door with a snap. “Where’s this rose thing?”

I can’t decide whether I’m intrigued or offended that she packed a vibrator to come with me on a trip. There’s a part of me that fears I’m not good enough at pleasing her, and there’s another side of me that’s equally excited to use it on her and watch her use it.

“It’s in the shower. On the ledge by my razor.” She wipes her hands on her jeans. As soon as I retrieve it, I stalk back into the bedroom.

“Why did you bring a vibrator?” The red object is light against my palm.

Her eyes dance as she brushes a strand of hair behind her ear. “Why? Are you jealous?”

“Of course, I’m jealous. I’m jealous of anything that takes your attention off me.” I stop in front of her, taking in her scent and letting it fill my lungs. And it doesn’t bother me that I’m speaking the truth. I’ve never wanted anyone like I do her and seeing her curled up on the sofa with Gino has ignited a flame inside of me. A determination to finalize my divorce and make her mine. Permanently. The need thrums in my veins.

Her lips curve up at the corners. “I have a shave balm that’s the same shape and color, and I grabbed the wrong one when I was rushing to pack.” She rests her hands on my heaving chest. “It wasn’t an intentional slight.”

“Hmm….” I cock my head sideways. “I hope so because I’d hate to think that I wasn’t pleasing you enough.” I clasp the vibrator in my hand and wrap my arms around her, pulling her flush to my body. “If I’m not doing something you like, please tell me.” Seriousness settles over me. “I’m serious. The last thing I’d want is for you to be unsatisfied.”

Her hands slowly flow up my chest, and then her arms loop around my neck. “You satisfy me completely.”

“Good.” Relief washes over me. A relief that I didn’t know I needed. “I don’t want you to think I’m opposed to sex toys when we’re together. Or even when I’m gone, but the thought of you choosing a sex toy over me….”

“Hush.” She stands on her tiptoes and places her lips against mine.

I groan and pull her tighter. I love the feeling of her lips against mine. The soft sweetness of her. Her tongue swipes the seam of my lips, and I open greedily, meeting her tongue with my own as the need between us ignites with one touch. Our hands make quick work of our clothes, and we tumble onto the bed.

When we break apart, she stares with a mixture of love and desire. “I love you, Gabriel.”

“I love you, too.” I crawl down her body and shift her legs upward and apart until her sex is exposed to me. “You look beautiful like this. Spread wide open and ready for me.

She wiggles her ass on the comforter and grasps handfuls of fabric between her fingers. Her eyes sweep over me as I remain poised in front of her, rising up on my knees.

“No.” Her head shifts from side to side. “You’re beautiful. The way you look at me sends shivers through me.” She licks her lips. “I don’t need a toy. I think I could come just by having you stare at me with that greed in your eyes.”

“Fuck,” I growl and rotate my neck, making it pop. “I’m supposed to be seducing you. Not the other way around.”

She giggles as heat covers her cheeks. I want this. I want her hair framed around her head on my pillow. No. Our pillow.

I thumb on the rose and watch as her body convulses. As if the memories of all the pleasure this device has given her have her primed for release. Her scent surrounds us as the centerpiece of the rose flicks back and forth.

“Let’s see how quickly I can make you come.” She bites her bottom lip and whimpers. “Jesus, baby, your eagerness brings me to my knees.” I grab her thigh with one hand, yanking her closer until she’s wide open for me. “Look at that sweet, pink pussy.” I crawl off the bed, dropping my knees to the rug. “You’re soaked.”

“Please,” she whimpers and rocks her hips in a circle, trying to ease the tension in her sex.

I don’t make her beg as I place the rose against her clit and devour her sweet nectar. Her pussy is wet and warm against my tongue. As she gasps and shakes, I swipe my tongue over her sex, tasting her, only to have my mouth flooded with a new wave of her desire.

I want this. I want this as often as I can get it. I’d walk away from the game today to keep her in my bed from this moment forward, but I need to secure my future. Our future. I need to ensure neither she nor Gino ever want something. And if that includes getting a lucrative contract to pay Sloane to stay out of our lives. I’ll do it.

“Yes, please. Oh, my God.” Her hips buck off the mattress as an orgasm overtakes her body. She moans in a hoarse voice, but rather than stopping, I crank up the speed a notch and thrust two fingers inside of her.

“Look at that gorgeous pussy sucking on my fingers. There’s nothing better than watching you come. I could do this every day.” I pump in and out of her, loving the sounds she’s making. “All day.”

I lick the dampness from both thighs as I continue to pump in and out of her while still using the flicking tongue of the rose to bathe her clit. “So tight,” I mumble against her skin. “So fucking tight. It feels like your pussy is sucking me off.”

“Yes, oh, fuck yes. Oh, my God.” The sucking of her pussy on my fingers breaks my resolve. I toss the rose down, still vibrating on the floor, and grip her hips.

Her mouth drops open as I sheath myself inside of her. “My good girl takes me so good and deep.” My thighs shake as I gulp down gasps of air. I’m not going to come with one thrust. I’m not a virgin having sex for the first time. Her walls flex as she rotates her hips. The fuck of it doesn’t feel like I am.

I grip her legs, laying them along my body with her heels over my shoulders, and lose myself in her body. The world spins as I piston in and out of her, with my balls slapping her ass.

“I can’t last much longer.” My voice is gruff from strain as sweat trickles down my back. Her tits sway with each movement, and my brain freezes. I can’t wait until she’s pregnant with my baby. To watch her full breasts grow. To see her belly swell and tighten from stretching with my baby inside of her. Our baby.

My eyes sting as I blink. She deserves that. Hell, I deserve that. I deserve to choose the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. I deserve to choose who becomes my wife and the mother of my children.

As my balls tighten, I fill her deeper and faster. The sucking of her pussy around my cock makes my eyes roll into the back of my head. “Be a good girl and pinch your nipples.” Her eyes widen, but she obeys. “Tighter. Tug on them.”

“Jesus.” Her face contorts with pleasure. “I’m coming.”

“Yes, baby. Come all over my dick. Milk my cock. That’s it.”

She screams with pleasure.

“Fuck,” I grunt as spurts of semen erupt from me and coat the inside of her sex.

Our breathing is ragged as we both try and regain some semblance of control. I slowly slip out of her and swipe the white stream back inside her as it slips from her sex. She bites her bottom lip as my gaze meets hers. “I want a baby with you. I want to do it right this time. I want to do it with intention.”

“Okay.” She nods as a flush settles over her cheeks. I take her hand and raise her to a seated position, our faces inches apart.

“It doesn’t have to be today or next week. Or even two months from now but when you’re ready, I want to have a baby with you.”

She wraps her arms around my neck. “It would be an honor to have a baby with you.”

I cover her lips with mine, ignoring the still-vibrating rose on the floor.