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“Do you want me to move?”
“Go slow, please.”
“With pleasure, Gorgeous.”
I doubt slow and steady is Gauge’s MO. Maybe because it’s my first time, he’s willing to be unhurried and tender. Whatever his reason is, I’m happy he’s giving me what I want.
Pelvis to pelvis, he rotates his hips before slowly backing out. I whimper as he retreats, causing an ache to drag against my insides. He chases the pain away when he slowly pushes back in.
“You feel amazing—warm and soft like butter. Tighter than a vice.”
A guttural groan escapes me as I rock my hips along with him in perfect unison. “So do you.”
“You mean it? You’re feeling good?”
“Mm-hm.” Unbelievably good.
Gauge doesn’t go buck wild, but he ramps up the speed, grinding his pelvis against mine a little rougher, busting out the moves.
His hands snake around my thighs, bringing my legs over his hips. This new position causes him to sink deeper into me, brushing against nerve endings and sparking them to life. I wrap my legs around him with no further guidance. Our bodies mold to each other like interlocking pieces.
Sweat builds along his torso with every smooth thrust into me, making him glisten like a sex god. His lips imprint on mine and every square inch of my body he can reach.
I moan, loud and throaty. My mewls echo around the ridiculous room, filling the space with the sounds of my pleasure—pleasure he’s giving me.
“Gauge, I’m, I’m…” I can’t finish my sentence. My eyes roll back in my head.
“Let go. I’ve got you.”
Stars burst behind my eyelids as my sex convulses around his cock. I scream loud enough to wake the entire hotel. “GAUGE!”
“Fuuuck,” he hisses through his teeth, his cock pulsing inside of me.
When every spurt of his seed has filled the condom, and my pussy has enjoyed its last contraction around his cock, he pulls out, rolling us to our sides. He holds me to him, humming with satisfaction.
Content for the first time in longer than I can remember, I sink against him, relishing the feel of his fingers running gently along my spine.
Though I gave this biker a piece of myself I can never get back, he has given me more. He has given me pure unadulterated affection and maybe a part of himself he hasn’t shared with anyone else either.
CHAPTERTEN
GAUGE
For the hundredth time, I ask, “Are you sure you’ll be good without me?”
Atlas rolls his dark eyes. “Yes, Gauge. This is a minor assignment. I’ve got enough help. Get Opal out of the fucking state already. Just don’t get hitched ‘till I get back home. I deserve to be your best man.”
I side-eye him. “Not funny.” Marriage was never on my radar. Then again, I never met someone like Opal. This morning was perfection. The way her body molded with mine was ecstasy. I didn’t want to leave the bed, not when I finally found the one I want for good. As wild and unrealistic as it may seem, Opal’s my forever woman.
Still, it’s way too early to be putting a ring on it.
He raises an eyebrow, leaning in with a deadpan expression. “Did I joke?”
Atlas seldom teases. Last night was a rarity with the text about the honeymoon suite. The dude takes everything seriously, and apparently, he’s being serious now, too.
“I only met her last night.”But she’s the one.
“And you fucking claimed her like some Wild West cowboy coming in with guns drawn.” Atlas grins. “I may not think love is for me, but I fucking know it when I see it. I mean it—don’t get married ‘till I get back home.”
