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And that was it. I undid my pants, lifted her dress, and crashed into her again. She wrapped her legs around my hips as my hands clutched the table for stability, and she guided me into her, sighing with relief. There was no barrier between us. Nothing but her warm sweetness filling my senses.
She was everywhere. Her hands at my back, her breath on my skin, and I looked, smelled, tasted my fill. I wanted to remember everything about this moment and about the woman I loved.
We were both close to coming, and I bent over her, my lips grazing her collarbone as I whispered over and over how much I loved her, teasing at her swollen flesh until she panted against my ear, drowning out the echo of my heartbeat.
I love you, it drummed.I love you. I love you.
With one last thrust, I released hot liquid that overflowed between Gemma’s thighs as I rested my forehead on her shoulder. Our ragged breathing resonated in the quiet space, and she kissed my neck over and over again until I picked up my head.
Even as my eyes were heavy, a lazy smile spread across my face. “Well, Gemma, you have every piece of me now. Don’t hurt me.”
“Never.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-NINE
Jason
By the time the November chill rolled in, Gemma and I had fallen into an easy routine. We spent almost every night together, cooking dinners and laughing before tumbling into bed. Every once in a while, she could convince me to do something reckless, like skinny-dipping in the freezing lake or having sex on the local high school’s baseball field. I always put up a fight about it, but I’d quite literally follow her into the pits of hell if she wanted me to.
Our relationship was easy and natural, when we weren’t arguing. But that could be fun too, sometimes.
I heard her open and close the door downstairs before calling my name out a minute later.
“I’m upstairs!”
“Hey, you,” she drawled, launching herself on the bed, disturbing my neat piles of folded laundry. She tugged on my gray sweatpants, the back of her knuckles teasing at my bare skin. “I love how you’re so domesticated.”
“One of us has to be. You’re practically feral.” I searched for a match to my sock. A lot of pairs had been going missing lately. And I already knew who the criminal was. “How was yoga?”
“Tiring.”
“Tired? Really? I ran five miles and did a whole bunch of pull-ups at the gym today.” I used one of her sports bras as a slingshot, the black top bouncing off her cheek. “You did breathing exercises.”
She scowled. “You think you’re so strong. You can’t even touch your toes.”
I raised an eyebrow at her before opening a drawer to put my clothes away and, without warning, took a running leap onto the bed, bowling her over. I held one of her legs up with my shoulder and nestled in the wide opening. “You’re right. You are the flexible one.” I pulled a tube sock off her foot. “Stealing my socks again, I see.”
“They’re so comfortable, I can’t help—” She shrieked when I took a bite of her calf. “Hey! Play nice.”
“I am.” I sucked at the skin beneath her ear.
“Very nice,” she hummed and angled her neck so I could kiss along the other side of her throat. “But I have to shower.”
“You smell so good though.” I nipped her earlobe. “Vanilla and sweat. Sweet and salty.”
When she melted underneath me, I peeled off her clothes. My lips moved over hers as my hand brushed the inside of her thighs before finally settling on the soft skin between her legs. I teased her open, my fingers long since familiar with the touch and tempo she needed.
“I love you,” I whispered against her breastbone before covering her nipple with a kiss.
“I love you, too.” She wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking it, momentarily deterring me from what I wanted, but with a groan, I pulled away from her.
“Come on you.” I rolled her on top of me, shimmying down the mattress until her knees were on either side of my shoulders. I clamped my hand around her thighs. “Show me how strong you are.”
My little warrior didn’t need to be told twice. She sank down, riding my face, arousal covering my lips and the skin under my nose. I loved that tangy smell of her, and I breathed deep, holding on tight to her hips when she leaned back, finding her balance with her hands on my thighs. She really was delightfully flexible.
“I need you…”
She didn’t have finish that sentence. I already knew what she needed and reached one arm up to squeeze her breast, roll her nipple between my fingers.
