I full-on shivered when he applied more pressure to my clit, dragging his fingers through my wet center while he continued moving in and out of my body.
Tension curled inside of me and it wasn’t long before he was sending me over the cliff into oblivion again. But this time, he came with me. He growled out my name and it echoed in every part of me.
My arms gave out and I would’ve face-planted on the bed if he hadn’t still been holding me. He lowered me, my cheek hitting the cool sheets beneath us, and I let out a rattled breath, trying to make sense of every sensation he’d mastered in my body. He’d consumed me in the best way and I wasn’t sure I’d ever recover.
I bit back a laugh at how ridiculous I sounded, but three orgasms apparently did that to a woman. Fucking hell.
He slipped out of my body, and I instantly missed him.
“Don’t move,” he said, pressing a kiss to my shoulder blade as he rose from the bed.
“Like I could,” I breathed out.
He chuckled softly and I turned to watch him remove the condom and tie it off before he walked toward the bathroom.
His ass should have been illegal. It was glorious and bitable and I was falling straight into delirium at this rate.
After hearing the toilet flush, I didn’t want to move, but I got out of bed so I could clean myself up. My legs were like a newborn giraffe’s or something as I walked toward the door.
“You okay?” he asked, meeting me just inside his room. I wasn’t even annoyed at his smirk. Yes, he’d truly scrambled my brains. Again.
“Shut up,” I muttered, trying not to stare at all his hot, naked skin. But I couldn’t resist, scanning down the length of his body. He was a work of art and I definitely needed to spend more time exploring every inch of him, including his cock. Whoa, was he getting hard again already?
“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to drag you right back to that bed. Or maybe into the shower. There’s a bench in there that I’d love to worship you from.”
My head jerked up, my eyes meeting his. “Holy shit, Gabe.”
He grinned. “Is that a yes to the shower?”
“You’re insatiable.”
His grinned widened. “You’re gorgeous and amazing, and I have great stamina.”
I swatted his chest. “Go away.”
“The offer will always stand. Just let me know,” he said, trailing his hand down my side.
Fucking hell, I was sensitive.
I slipped into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, leaning against it and taking in a harsh breath. What the hell hadjust happened and how did a man that looked, and acted, so nice have such a dirty mouth?
I shivered. That mouth had turned out to be a bonus in so many different ways, and I was all for reaping every benefit I could.
I quickly peed and cleaned myself up, then stared at myself in the mirror. I looked very well mussed; my hair in shambles, my lips all puffy, and the slight tinge of pink to my cheeks had me grinning. What was the expression? Punch-drunk on love? Well at least, on sex.
“Hungry?” he asked from the bed.
I couldn’t help but lick my lips, staring at his naked chest on display as he sat against the headboard, the sheet pooling in his lap.
He chuckled. “I didn’t mean for that. Not that I’d ever turn that down.” His eyes glittered with heat and humor. “I meant real food. I can make breakfast.”
“What do you eat for breakfast?” I asked, my gaze darting around the room. Where was my underwear? I spotted it on the edge of his dresser and snatched them up. How the hell had they landed there?
“Aside from you?” His question caught me off guard, as did the gritty tone of his voice. My eyes met his and I didn’t want to put anything back on or leave this room for the foreseeable future.
“Come here,” he said, holding back the sheet.
Fucking hell, he was naked. I couldn’t stop my giggle at how ridiculous my thoughts were. Of course he was naked.
