Page 48 of Beautiful Life
But I’ll have to think about that later, because he’s moving now, creating the heat again.
“Tone,” I barely get out before he takes my mouth. He moves faster and harder. I pull my knees up to get more of him, as much as I possibly can. The burn is building and I moan into his mouth.
“Please,” I say against his lips.
“I don’t want to hurt you, gem,” he says in a guttural voice.
“Harder,” I beg.
Tony gives me what I want and it pushes me over the edge. I gasp with my second orgasm of the night, but he kisses me hard, drinking up my moans.
A minute later I get to watch Tony for the first time. The muscles in his corded throat strain as he slams into me, finally planting himself deep. He gives me his weight and gathers me up in his arms. I wrap him up and we lay like this for what seems like a long time, him still inside of me letting our breathing even out and hearts slow.
“Gem.” He finally leans up to look at me. “You’re perfect for me. It cuts through me every single day trying to think how I can make you happy. If I do nothing else besides give you something beautiful, I’ll die a happy man.”
Still coming down from my intense orgasms, finally doing the deed with Tony, and taking in all he just said, I look into his beautiful face with his hair falling onto his forehead. He’s gazing down at me and his olive skin seems darker than normal in the low light from the fire.
“I want to be everything you need. I just hope I can.”
His hand comes to the top of my head and he leans his forehead to mine. “You don’t get it. You already are.”
I let his words flow through me as he kisses me. “I’ll be right back. Do not move this time. I’ve gotta take care of this condom and we’re sleeping naked. When we sleep that is.”
I look up at him and he’s grinning now. “I won’t move this time. Promise.”
He slides out of me slowly and I miss him as soon as he’s gone. Tony rolls off the bed and flips the covers over me. I pull them up to my chest and roll to my side and watch him from the back as he walks away from me. He’s in command of his tall, lean body as he strides to the bathroom. And that tall lean body with nothing on it is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. That is, until he strides back wearing a possessive look that’s all for me.
He pulls the covers away from me and climbs back in. Leaning down to kiss me, I feel his hand lightly between my breasts as he glides his fingers down my stomach, up to my hip, over my bottom, and down my thigh to the back of my knee. He moves closer, as usual except naked this time, pulling me to him tight while hitching my leg over his hip. I fit myself to him as I have for months and settle in silently. But Tony adds something new to our routine by running his fingers up and down my bottom from the small of my back to the top of my thigh. His touch is light, intimate, and very relaxing. So relaxing, I snuggle in deeper and sigh into his neck.
“You good?” he whispers into my hair.
“Mm-hmm,” I mumble.
There were a few more moments of silence and I relax further into him. “I’ll make you happy, Leigh. I promise.”
I hug him tighter as I pull up the courage to whisper back, “You already make me happy.”
I feel him tense around my body and then pull away so he can look at me. “What?”
I put my hand to his face and trace his jaw with my fingers. “I don’t know where I’d be without you. Gabby might have literally removed me from the prison of a marriage I was in, but you pulled me out of the prison I couldn’t escape in my head.”
“Gem.” His voice rough with emotion, but I won’t let him finish.
“No, I don’t know what state I’d be in right now without you. And when I look back, you did it perfectly. Every step you took with me was what I needed. You gave to me in every way when I had nothing to give back and I took everything you gave. I need you to know you already make me happy. I feel a peace I shouldn’t feel but I do, and it’s all because of you.”
Tony is looking into my face with a mixture of relief, surprise, and pure possession. The look on his face touches me because I needed to say what I said to give him that relief but I hate the surprise in his features because that means I haven’t given him anything in return. But my favorite part of his look is the pure possession.
I’ve been possessed in many ways by many people. Preston possessed me with fear and control. My mom and sister possessed me with guilt and obligation. My dad, even though I hardly remember him, possessed me in his own way with abandonment. It’s never felt good to be possessed, but the way Tony does it feels amazing. He made me his by caring for me, being protective of me, and loving me. And after tonight, he’s possessed me in every way possible and nothing has ever felt better.
“I’ve never been happier, Tony. I don’t think I’ve ever been happy now that I know what this feels like. Really, honey, you’ve got to quit knocking yourself out. You being you makes me happy, so you just need to be.”
“You’re happy,” he states, in a rough voice.
“Tony, yes.”
He looks down and lowers his mouth on mine again. Rolling me to my back his tongue pushes mine back into my mouth as he kisses me. His hips fall between mine again and he’s hard again against my thigh.
“Fuck, I’m gonna need another condom.”
