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The world around me was forever changed after the pure bliss I’d just experienced with Gyth. But more than that it was different because I could finally say what I felt.
“I’m glad it was you. Gyth, you own my heart and soul. I am deeply and irrevocably in love with you.”
His deep sigh told me my words were just what he wanted to hear. Slowly sliding out of me, he wrapped his arms around me as he came down to my side, pulling me with him so we were facing each other.
“Mine,” he said.
“Yours,” I whispered.
“I will be right back, don’t move,” he said, as he released me and rolled toward the side of the bed. “Let me just get rid of the condom.”
I couldn’t move if I had tried, I was boneless from our lovemaking. And I didn't want to, I was right where I wanted to be.
In record time, Gyth was back, his strong arms holding me again. Loved flowed through every pore in my body, and a sense of peace I’d never known existed bathed me in its soft blanket.
And that was how I fell asleep.
Chapter Thirty
Gyth
I was in a sex coma.
Waking up sluggishly, which was very unusual for me, that was all I determined it could be attributed to. We had fallen asleep once before, but I had been roused by Summer exploring my chest with her soft hands and one thing led to another. Round two started. I had planned on giving it some time since I knew she would be sore, but she wouldn’t hear of it.
What the woman lacked in experience, she made up for in heart.
She was also a fast learner and I planned to teach her anything she would let me. The boundaries and ball were in her court wherever she wanted to take things. But as we cuddled up the second time, it was clear she was exhausted and needed some sleep.
So when I woke again, her small, smooth body spooning mine, I was content to just hold her and listen to her whispered snore, the sound relaxing me.
I could stay like this forever.
Hopefully one day soon, my bed is where she would lay her head each and every night.
I just hoped the nightmares that sometimes came would stay away and not tarnish the time we spent in one another's arms. Trying not to think about them, I focused on something else. Pulling back the sheet a little, my eyes landed on the two tattoos my girl had on her sexy body.
The first was the one on her shoulder. I had seen it before and knew she, Alley, and Jurnee had matching ones. A tribute to their lifetime of friendship and their soul sister status. But the one across her lower back, just above her ass, was something I had not laid eyes on until now.
She may not see it every day, but I knew looking at it that she didn’t need to, she just needed to know it was there. The ink painted onto her beautiful skin would run deep.
And as I read the words and took in the design, two things happened. One, I was proud of her for her strength that I knew she possessed beyond reason, and two, fucking pissed as hell because I was pretty sure I knew why she had felt the need to get the tat, along with who made her feel the way she did.
For me, it was just one more strike against her parents.
Placing my hand on her back, I brushed my hand softly under the scripted black words as I read them aloud. “I am enough the way I am…” At the end, there was a heart, shaded in red with another word that said yourself coming out of it. Clearly meaning, love yourself.
My hand drifted over the curve of her hip, down her thigh, taking the blanket with it as it went. Summer had a phenomenal ass and amazing body. One I’d never get tired of looking at.
Just then, she stirred, pushing that sweet ass back into my groin as she stretched and my cock instantly flared to life. To make it even harder for me to control myself, she let out a sound that almost sounded like a purr and I was rock-solid.
“Babe, you might want to be careful because I can’t promise I have a handle on not taking you again right now.”
Twisting in my arms so she was facing me, my heart lurched at seeing her swollen lips, plump from all the kisses we shared and the way they’d felt against mine. She looked fucking incredible and so damn beautiful even in the early morning hour as the sun began to rise and shine through the window.
Dying to kiss her and unable to control the urge, I leaned in to take her lips with mine. Just as I was about to lay claim to them, she squealed and threw her hand over her mouth.
“Morning breath,” she mumbled behind her palm.
