Page 48 of The Truth About Us


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His fingertips graze my jaw, leaving fiery trails along my skin. My lips part in helpless longing, and he sweeps closer, our bodies so close they’re almost melting, fusing.

“Gabe,” I breathe out his name.

“Crave me, desire me, love me again . . . know me in ways no one else ever has.” Gabe’s voice is husky, his lips just a breath away from mine. “I don’t just want your body, Ameline. I want every part of you, your whole soul laid bare before me.”

I let out a soft moan, driven by a mixture of longing and pain, and close the distance between us, giving in to the depth of his kiss. I can feel him in every fiber of my being, his presence filling me with a warmth that spreads from my lips to my toes. But this is a lot more than mouths pressing, tongues tangling, and breaths mixing.

This is grief.

This is forgiveness.

This might be what it feels like to finally come home.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Ameline

As our lips move in sync, I can feel the depth of my emotions swirling within me. I part my lips, deepening the kiss, allowing him to taste the sweetness of my soul. I run my fingers through his hair, feeling the soft strands against my skin. His hands wander down my back, tracing the curve of my spine before settling on my hips.

Gabe pulls back slightly, his breath warm against my lips. “Ameline,” he murmurs, his voice filled with longing. I can see the desire in his eyes, the need to be closer to me.

He takes my hand, leading me toward his room. The anticipation builds with each step we take, the air around us charged with electricity. I can feel my heart racing in my chest, my breath hitching in my throat as we cross the threshold.

The room is dimly lit. Gabe turns to face me, his eyes filled with a fierce intensity that takes my breath away. He begins to undress me, his fingers tracing a path down my spine. I shiver, goose bumps prickling my skin. He slides my shirt over my head, his eyes darkening with desire. I help him, slipping out of my jeans and underwear.

I step back, my heart pounding in my chest as Gabe’s intense eyes bore into mine. The air between us is electric, charged with an intensity that threatens to consume us both. His lips curve into a slow, sexy smile, and my breath hitches in anticipation. I throw my head back, unable to contain the emotions building inside me. His fingers trail softly down my cheek, and I close my eyes, savoring the moment.

The heat of his body presses against me, and I can feel the hard planes of his chest beneath my fingertips. His muscles tense beneath my touch, and he groans softly, a deep rumble that sends shivers down my spine. He pushes my body against the wall, his hips grinding against mine. I gasp as I feel his rigid cock push against my stomach, and I moan longingly. Gabe’s lips find mine once more, and we kiss, our tongues tangling in a sensual dance.

His lips move down my jawline, leaving a trail of kisses that make my knees weak. He nips gently at my neck, and I arch into him, pushing my body against his. His hands roam over my curves, and I feel my nipples harden beneath his touch.

As he skillfully unclasps my bra, a sharp intake of breath escapes me. His hands cradle my breasts, his thumbs teasing over my now sensitive peaks. Gabe’s lips find their way to one of my nipples, and he sucks gently, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

The soft, rhythmic sound of his breath against my ear, each exhale sending shivers down my spine. His fingers, calloused and sure, trace patterns along my skin, igniting a fire within me that threatens to consume me. I moan loudly, my fingers tangling in his hair. I can feel my core begin to heat up, and I whimper softly.

“Gabe . . .” I breathe, my voice barely above a whisper. He hums in response, his lips curling into a smirk against my skin. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me, and he’s enjoying every moment of it.

His hand moves down my stomach, tracing the curve of my hip to my core. I gasp as he feels my wetness, his fingers sliding easily along my folds. He groans softly, the sound reverberating through me.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, Ameline,” he murmurs, his voice low and husky. I throw my head back, unable to contain the intense pleasure flowing through me. He slowly fingers me, his thumb rubbing circles around my swollen clit. I gasp, my breath hitching in my throat as he hits just the right spot.

“Oh, God . . .” I mutter, my nails digging into his shoulders. He chuckles, the sound deep and satisfied. He knows he has me right where he wants me.

“Not God, baby. Just me,” he growls, his lips finding mine in a searing kiss. I moan into his mouth, my body moving in time with his fingers. I can feel myself getting closer, the tension building deep within me.

“Gabe . . .” I gasp, my voice barely above a whisper. He hums in response, his fingers moving faster, his thumb applying more pressure. My breath’s coming in short, sharp gasps. I can feel myself on the edge, teetering on the brink of exploding.

“Let go, Ameline,” he murmurs, his lips finding my ear. “Come for me.” And with those words, I do. I shatter, my body convulsing around his fingers, milking them. My moans filling the room. He holds me close, his fingers still moving gently, prolonging the pleasure.

I’m still reeling from the aftershocks as he orders me, “Undress me, Ameline.” His low growl sends shivers down my spine.

I comply, my fingers trembling slightly as I reach for the hem of his shirt. I lift it up, revealing his toned abs, the muscles rippling under my touch. I can’t help but let my fingers linger, tracing the lines of his torso, remembering the feel of him against me.

As I pull the shirt over his head, I take a moment to appreciate the sight of him. His jaw is set, his eyes dark with desire. My eyes land on a tattoo on his left side, next to his ribs. It’s my name, written in cursive.

“You have my name on you.” I trace the inked letters, my fingertip gliding over smooth, hot skin. His bare chest feels electric under my touch. “You actually tattooed my name on your body.”

Gabe’s piercing eyes hold mine. “I needed you with me always. Even when you were too far away.”

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