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“Who are you?” I’m in awe of him. I knew Gabriel had more beneath his asshole exterior, but I had no clue he was capable of being so attuned to my needs, or so deep and profound in the way he supports me.
He chuckles with a tender smile and gently cups my cheek. “I’m the man who fell for you even when you were his. Who dreamt about you more than I had a right to. Who will always protect your heart even when it’s been broken by another.”
God blessed me with this man.
“Now tell me.”
I nod, keeping his gaze this time. “I don’t remember when it started—or really when it stopped. I imagine it was when he started seeing his current girlfriend.”
His eyes narrow as he considers my words. “What stopped?”
“Vaginal intercourse.” My chin wobbles, and I start to look away.
But he captures my face, holding me in place. “Meaning…?”
“Meaning…”I can’t.I bury my face in my hands. I can’t say the words and witness what might flicker across his eyes before he locks it away. I couldn’t stand to see him think less of me.
“Angel.” His hand caresses over my head and down my back. “I need you to look at me. I know it’s hard. But I need you to know I’m here. I’m all in, and nothing you say will change that. But you need to look at me to know for yourself.”
Lifting my head, I’m greeted with an encouraging smile. How can a man this big and beastly be so incomprehensibly gentle? My hand is on his cheek before I realize I’ve even moved. I brush his lips with my thumb. “I love you, Gabriel ‘No Mercy’ Stone.” My tears flow and cloud my vision, but I don’t stop. “Don’t you dare think for a minute what you give me is not enough. I’ve never—and I meannever—felt as loved and cherished as I have in the last twenty-four hours since you came back into my life.” I pull him closer, lightly touching his mouth with mine. “No one has ever made me feel so loved, not even Austin in our best of times. You remember that when you think you have nothing I need.” I grip his face in both hands, squeezing not too tenderly. “I need you. Onlyyou. Exactly as you are.”
His mouth crashes over mine, not a bit tender, either. His moan fuels mine as he lays us down, him on top. His weight is comforting and just enough to remind me of his power, his strength, but not enough to squish our baby. Palpable need rolls off us in waves. The smell of desire washes over me, and I wrap around him—all arms and legs—urging him to give us what we both need.
With a single thrust, he enters me. I arch into him in shock and elation at the feeling of being full of him again as he stills, fully seated. He grinds his hips before barely pulling out, and entering me again—over and over—again.
Desperation has me clinging to him, pulling him tighter. Our kiss never breaks. His tongue slowly loves mine into a rhythm that matches our hips and consumes our cries for more and answering moans. I shake with need and fear my heart will burst from the fierceness of each beat.
When the tingle starts at the back of my legs, I whimper and gasp for air. He groans in protest and chases my mouth, unwilling or unable to make love without every part of us being connected. The intensity of his need, uninhibited vocalizations, and the power of his thrusts send me to the heavens like a shooting star. Blindly, I come, my cries of pleasure like stardust trailing behind the eruption of my release.
My Big Man follows, comets bursting free when I feel the pleasure of his release deep inside, the throbbing stutter of his cock with each surge of cum. Every inch of my man is big and powerful, and the strength behind his ejaculation is no less so.
His breathing is heavy in my ear, his lips pressed to my neck. I hold and caress him until our breathing evens out and life comes back to his limbs. Slowly, he peels himself off me, sliding to rest at my side. His hand lingers on our baby’s hiding place.
“Did I hurt you?”
A smile breaks free. “God, no.” He did anything but hurt me. “Unless you call coming so hard you lose sight hurting.”
His smile matches mine. “That good, huh?”
“Better.”
He nods as his smile fades, his hand coming to cup my cheek. “He’d only come in the rear entry.” He refers to Austin’s preferred way of having sex with me at the end.
He gets a chin nod as my brow creases and my face breaks into an ugly cry. “He rarely touched me near the end, but if he did, it was only from behind and, like you said, rear-entry style. He avoided my vagina like I had the plague. It never dawned on me why. I thought there was something wrong with me.”
“Angel,” his voice cracks, and I clear my eyes in time to see a tear slide down his cheek.
“I don’t know why he stayed. It’s obvious now, he wanted to leave a long time ago. I guess he was hoping I’d break up with him.”
“But you did. I remember he came running after you.”
“He did. Making more promises he would never keep. They were all lies. I don’t even know how far back they go. Two years for sure.” I swipe at his damp cheek, meeting his gaze. “I have two things to say, and then we need to stop this sad-fest. Okay?”
“Yep.”
“One. I’m not really crying over him. I’m embarrassed to tell you these things that are so private, really only the two people inside a relationship should know. Yet it really isn’t even that. It’s the shame of it. Feeling so unwanted. Putting up with it for too long. The humiliation runs deep.”
“I can see that.” He grips my chin tightly. “But hear me when I say I see the strength in you for trying for so long, for taking so little and giving so much. I don’t see shame or embarrassment. He humiliatedhimselfby cheating, by his lies. Not you.” He presses a kiss to my swollen lips. “I’ll never cheat on you. I’ll never use your body for anything but worship. And I promise to never lie to you.” He moves his head from side to side. “Well, unless it’s for a good reason, like to hide a surprise.” He holds up his hand like he’s taking an oath. “But other than that, it’s all truth between us.”
