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ISLA
“Isla,” Gideon murmurs against my lips. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?” He frowns and stands up, on the verge of talking himself out of it. He strides across the office and breathes out, expressing his frustration in that one action.
Rising quickly, I go to him, standing by his desk. “Gideon.”
He turns to face me, longing and desire written all over his face. His sparkling blue eyes are heated and tell me everything I need to know.
“I want this. I want you. I don’t care about the Solitaire stuff. I know that isn’t you.”
“But it is, Isla, don’t you see?”
“No, I don’t see. You have been honest with me; you haven’t played games with me. You have shown that you respect me by waiting and not pressuring me. But I’m not letting you talk yourself out of it this time. I want this to move forward. If you’re worried about repercussions, I’m on the pill, and I haven’t had sex in, well, let’s just say a really long time.”
He smiles almost sadly as he reaches for my hands and pulls me closer. “Bet it’s not as long as me.”
“Probably not, which makes your restraint even more admirable.”
He snickers and holds me close. “I need you, Isla. I can’t go further with this if you have even a shred of doubt over what I’ve told you.”
Pulling back to look up at him, I shake my head. “No doubts. Now kiss me.”
Without another word, Gideon pulls the tie from my bun, and my hair cascades around me. His fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me closer to him. His lips crash onto mine, his tongue seeking entry past my lips. I eagerly let him in, our tongues dancing in a wild and primal rhythm. His other hand runs down my body, gripping my waist tightly, pulling me against him. I can feel the hardness of his cock pressed against my hip, and I moan into his mouth.
He steps back, leaving me wanting so much more. With a sudden surge of strength, Gideon sweeps everything off his desk, sending folders, pens, and his laptop flying to the floor. He picks me up and lays me down on the cleared surface, his lips returning to mine. His fingers tug at the hem of my tee, and I help him out by pulling it off and tossing it aside. His hands roam over my bare skin, his touch electric and sending sparks of desire throughout my body.
I arch my back as Gideon’s lips move down my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. His hands unhook my bra, freeing my breasts, and he takes one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before moving on to the other. I moan loudly, my fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer to me as he pushes them up into two mounds that he devours with all the passion of a man starved of affection for so long.
His hand trails down my stomach, and he slips it under the waistband of my leggings, teasing the edge of my knickers. I lift my hips, silently begging him to touch me where I need him the most. Gideon smirks and drags my leggings down, bringing my underwear with them, exposing my wet pussy to him. He groans softly when he sees the little landing strip and spreads my legs wider as he kneels in between them. His hot breath on my clit makes me edge closer to him.
He runs his tongue along the length of my pussy, making me gasp and squirm on the desk. He sucks on my clit, and I moan loudly, my hands reaching down to grip his hair. Gideon’s fingers enter me, pumping in and out, matching the movement of his tongue. My body clenches, the pleasure building up inside me already.
Just when I’m about to come, Gideon stops and stands up. He removes his tee and joggers, his eyes never leaving mine. I’ve seen him naked before, but somehow, seeing him undress is so sexy and thrilling; I let out a pant of desire when he reveals his muscular chest and abs. His cock strains to get to me, and I want it more than anything in my life.
Gideon crawls onto the desk as I scoot back, his body hovering over mine. He leans in, our lips crashing together again. His cock presses against my soaking-wet entrance, and I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me. With one swift thrust, he is inside me, and I cry out in pleasure.
He moves his hips, thrusting in a steady rhythm. Desperately, I match his movements, my body moving perfectly with his. With each thrust, I get closer and closer to the edge. My hands roam over his rock-hard body, gripping his shoulders as he rides me into oblivion.
Gideon leans back and grabs my hips, lifting me as he stands. He carries me over to the balcony door, the village lights shining dimly down below at this early hour. He lowers me so my feet hit the floor. With a wicked smile that enchants the woman in me, he turns me around, taking my hands and placing them on the cool glass. My breasts press against the cold surface. Pulling my hips back, he enters me again, this time from behind, and I moan loudly at the feeling of him filling me up, his huge cock sliding past my G-spot in a movement of utter perfection. I cry out and stick my backside out, needing him deeper, needing every inch of him inside me.
He grips my hips tightly. His thrusts become more demanding and faster. The pressure builds inside my core, my body aching for release. Gideon reaches around and starts rubbing my clit, sending me spiralling over the edge. I scream his name as I climax, my body convulsing in ecstasy.
He continues to thrust harder, deeper, his movements becoming more erratic. He is getting closer to his own orgasm.
“Fuck, Isla,” he rasps. “Fuck, you are perfect. Soak my cock like a good girl, that’s it. Come for me again, angel. I need to feel you possess my cock. It’s yours, fuck. I’m yours.”
Gasping as his words turn me on more than anything I’ve ever felt before, I jerk my hips, moving with him to gain the maximum amount of pleasure. I’ve never been in this position before, and I wonder why not. But then I remember my inhibitions, and I’m startled at myself for being so brazen. It was effortless. Gideon made me want this without even trying or thinking about it.
“Fuck, Gideon!” I scream as my pussy clutches his cock in a grip so tight, my eyes widen as a slice of fear cuts through me.
Am I hurting him?
“Jesus, Isla. Fuck, that’s it, angel. Squeeze me until I flood your pussy with my cum. Fuck, I need you. Fuck, only you... only you.”
“Ah!” I cry out as I come even harder, soaking his cock with my juices.
