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“Do you even need to ask? You’re my everything, Gemma. My world.”
Her hands, soft and delicate like a butterfly's wings, glide over my face, tracing the lines of my jaw and trailing down to my shoulders and chest. Her hands tangle in my hair, pulling me down for a kiss.We come up for air, foreheads pressed together.
“My everything,” she whispers. “You don’t know what it means to hear you say that.”
Her simple words make my heart swell.
I blow out a breath. “Past pain and disappointment left me guarded and convinced me that love is not meant for me. But then you appeared in my life, and everything changed. You made me believe forever is possible, but only if it’s with you.”
“I feel the same,” Gemma confesses, cheeks flushed. She kisses me again, erasing any doubts. A soft smile plays on her lips. “I love you, Dylan. There. I'm ahead of schedule.”
“Overachiever.” I press my forehead against hers, feeling the last barriers between us crumble as she beats me to the finish line. My perfect, bold, woman. “I love you too, Gemma Caldwell.”
Gemma's gentle chuckle turns into a moan as our lips meet again. We sink onto the plush rug in front of the fireplace, hands roaming eagerly. She feels so warm and soft in my arms like a dream come true.
I lose myself in the moment, kissing every inch of her neck, tasting the sweetness of her skin as my fingers trace delicate patterns on her stomach.
Her breath hitches when my thumb brushes against her nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. With one swift motion, I unclasp it and free her perfect breasts, taking first one and then the other into my mouth.
She writhes beneath me, begging for more with every shallow gasp. Our clothes come off piece by piece.
My hand moves lower, finding her dripping and ready for me. Her hips rock up to meet my touch, seeking release. She bites her lip, arching into my touch as if she could crawl inside my skin any second now.
“Oh god,” she whispers hoarsely between kisses. “Dylan?—”
She moans and writhes as I tease her clit, swallowing every sound she makes. Her walls pulse and tighten around my fingers, urging me on.
With each stroke of my fingers through her folds, she moans louder and louder—it's addictive to be the source of such ecstasy for this incredible woman who's mine tonight, and every night for the rest of our lives.
With careful movements, she reaches lower, her tiny fingers cautiously wrapping around my cock. As she begins stroking me, I close my eyes and sigh with pleasure. But it's not enough—I need more.
So I stop her by grabbing her wrist firmly, lifting her arms above her head, and holding them there while I slide a condom over my length.
“I can't wait any longer, babe,” I growl, removing my fingers and replacing them with my cock.
As I enter her tight, velvety warmth, she stretches around me, her muscles clenching and gripping me tightly. I move slowly, filling her with every slow grind, our lips never breaking contact.
With each thrust, her body tightens and releases, her moans growing louder and more urgent.
Her fingers dig into my skin, leaving marks as she rides the waves of pleasure. She trembles, her nails digging into my skin as she reaches her climax.
It's not raunchy, messy sex. Yet, as I follow her over the edge, I realize it’s the most exhilarating sexual encounter I've ever had. Our emotional connection heightens the experience, making it deeply satisfying.
I kiss her deeply before pulling a blanket over us, and we settle, her back nestled against my chest, my arms circled securely around her.
I whisper, telling her, “You're giving me everything I never thought possible.”
She lets out a sweet sigh. I know we can't stay in this haven forever, but for now, it's enough. For the first time in weeks, we can both breathe easy. Gemma is safe.
Tomorrow, we'll figure everything out. But tonight, I focus only on her warmth, her steady breathing. And the rightness of having her here in my arms–where she belongs.
Chapter10
Dylan
As I dig deeperinto the threats against Gemma, I'm starting to realize there's more going on here than just a stalker. My training has taught me to always look underneath the surface and never to take things at face value. And something about this situation feels off.
I started my investigation by looking into Caldwell Estate's financial records. Gemma's father claimed they were on the brink of collapse—that her marriage to Julian was necessary to save the family business. But I need to verify that for myself.
