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Winter
The rubbery creakof the air mattress as Gabriel shifts in his sleep slowly draws me from my unconscious state. For a moment, I can’t quite remember why we’re sleeping on an air mattress in the first place. Wrapped in Gabriel’s strong arms, I feel safe, warm, and content. Slowly opening my eyes, I’m startled by the unfiltered morning light shining down on the tiny diamond solitaire on my left ring finger. It sparkles beautifully in the sun, and I’m filled with a deep sense of joy at what we’re doing together, me and Gabe.
We bought a house, we left Blackmoor in our rearview mirror, and we’re setting out on a new journey to build a life together in Whitfield. Thinking of the small life growing inside me, I’m amazed at how quickly I’ve wrapped my mind around this new existence. This might be the closest to actually being happy I’ve ever been. Sure, my life of luxury, living as the daughter of Jack Romero, when everything I could ask for was just a credit card swipe away, had been incredible and lavish and had given me everything I had ever wanted. But in the end, it hadn’t been anything I’d needed.
And as I lay curled against Gabe, my back pressed snugly against his chest, it amazes me to think that the tall, muscular brute who all but kidnapped me and held me hostage in his room just last year taught me that. He showed me that money and power aren’t the end all be all my father taught me they were. What matters is that someone cares for me, would do absolutely anything for me, would love me till the day I die. And while Gabe isn’t perfect by any means, I don’t think I’ve ever met someone more willing to try for my sake.
A smile creeps onto my lips as he mumbles something in his sleep and pulls me tighter to his chest. Then I giggle as the scruff of his chin tickles the skin behind my ear. The warmth of his lips follows a moment later as he makes a slow trail of kisses down the length of my neck to my shoulder. Goosebumps rise in their wake and I shiver with the delicious pleasure of feeling him touch me.
“Good morning,” he rumbles next to my ear, making my insides quiver.
“Hmm, morning,” I respond, turning enough to press a chaste kiss to his lips.
His electric blue eyes stare deeply into mine, and I run my hand across the stubble on his cheek, relishing the way it tickles my palm.
“I need a shower,” I confess, feeling grungy after our move yesterday and the sex we had on our new floor. I haven’t cleaned up yet, and I feel the dried salt on my skin.
Gabriel chuckles lightly. “Well then, I’ll join you.”
My smile broadens, and I nod. “Good thinking.”
I press one more quick kiss to his lips before slipping out from beneath the covers. I don’t bother to put on any clothes. It’s not like he hasn’t seen it all before, and for once, no one else is in the house that would make it matter. We’re all alone. I could walk to the kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee without a stitch of clothes on, and no one would be the wiser, aside from Gabe. I’m half tempted to do just that. But I have months to go before I get to drink another cup of coffee. Dear God, what I wouldn’t give for just a sip of delicious creamy latte. Hell, I’d even take a crappy gas station Americano at this point.
Instead, I pad to the master bathroom, a tiny room with barely enough counter to fit our two sinks, but I don’t even care. It’s our bathroom, our very own, and it’s even attached to our bedroom. I couldn’t love it more.
Turning the water on, I let it slowly creep its way to warm as I attempt to run a brush through the tangled knots of my red hair. It feels thicker lately, and I wonder if that’s because Gabriel and I haven’t had rough, carnal sex since he found out I was pregnant or if that’s just a part of pregnancy. Maybe both. I hate to admit it, but I kind of miss the way he used to manhandle me, shove me up against a wall and grope me, take me wherever or however he wanted. Not that I don’t love this softer side. He still makes me come harder than I ever came before him. But every once in a while, I would love to feel that same level of intensity he used to give, that animal kind of lust that told me he craved me so deeply he couldn’t stand to be gentle or kind.
The water finally gets warm enough to turn it from the bath head to the shower head, and I step beneath the steamy spray. Gabriel follows me in, drawing the curtain closed behind him, and I groan with appreciation as the heat of the water soaks into my skin and washes away the dirt of yesterday.
Squeezing a large palmful of soap onto my washcloth, Gabriel starts to gently massage my skin with it, cleaning and relaxing me at the same time. I close my eyes, relishing the feel of his rough hands and the soapy water sliding over my curves. When he’s done with the front of me, I willingly turn to allow him access to my back, pulling my hair aside so he can reach every inch of me.
And he does, scrubbing me from the back of my neck all the way down over my ass until he reaches my calves. Then he slowly works his way back up the inside of my thighs. Hot excitement pools in my belly as his fingers take over, creeping higher until, at last, they stroke between the folds of my pussy.
A breathy gasp escapes my lips, and I press a hand against the shower’s blue-tiled wall to brace myself. Electric pleasure zings to my core as his finger circles my clit before tracing between my pussy lips once more.
“Mmm, baby,” he breathes next to my ear. “Are you still wet from me coming inside you last night? Or did you have a dirty dream?”
I don’t know. I don’t care. I just want him to keep doing what he’s doing. Gabriel grips my hips, turning me so I’m standing beneath the water again, letting the suds trickle down my back and into the drain as his lips meet mine in a scintillating kiss. His tongue presses eagerly against me, demanding entrance. I comply, parting my lips and tangling my tongue with his as my fingers travel up his chest to tangle in his thick black hair.
Trimmed short on the sides, he normally keeps the slightly longer hair on top styled in a slick yet careless look that will only get sexier now that I’ve run my fingers through it. However, the sexiest thing about him right now is the prominent erection he presses against my growing belly. I can almost feel it throbbing as his hands travel around my hips to grab my ass and pull me tighter to him.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he growls against my lips, making my pussy clench with anticipation.
“Fuck me,” I beg, lifting one leg to wrap it around his hip.
His hand follows my lead, traveling down over my ass to grip my thigh as he holds me steady. Shifting his hips, Gabriel aligns his cock, letting the tip stroke between my clit so he can coat himself with my juices. I can feel how fucking wet I am just by the silky slickness of his erection. And then, slowly, gently, Gabriel presses inside me.
“Fffuck,” he hisses, and his hand still gripping my ass presses tighter.
I can feel the intensity of his desire in the powerful way he holds me, and my own arousal spikes as I think about how he’s going to come inside me. I want it so badly. It amazes me how, after all these months of experiencing it, I still crave the feel of his cum filling me up. The incredible sensation of his raw cock stretching me never gets old, the heat of him building a kind of friction that no condom could ever duplicate.
His pace slowly starts to increase as Gabriel rocks in and out of me, and he brushes lightly against my clit with each thrust. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I crush my breasts against his hard chest, needing to be closer to him. Gabriel responds enthusiastically, his hand cupping my ass and moving down my thigh to sweep me off my feet as he wraps both of my legs around his hips. Turning, he gently rests my back against the cool tile for better leverage. Then he sinks deeper inside me.
“Yes!” I cry, and for once, I don’t have to worry about how loudly I shout because no one is here to know except Gabe and me.
Gabriel groans, and his lips capture mine once more, sucking my lower lip between his teeth so he can gently bite down on it. The hint of pain excites me beyond reason, and my clit throbs painfully as I hammer toward my release. Tightening my arms around his neck, I pull Gabe closer once more, my thighs gripping his hips as I rock with him, allowing him to enter me until he’s deep inside me.
