Chapter 18 #2
“That sounds like pleasure to me.” He licked her again and she moaned.
God, she tasted incredible. The skin was so soft.
He dipped down and circled her entrance with his tongue before swirling over her favorite spot again.
Her whole body shuddered, and she pulled her legs wider.
She definitely approved. When he repeated the same move again, she called out his name.
Her enjoyment might be enough all on its own to drive him right over the edge.
Gently, he flicked his tongue over her, and she cried out. He did it again, and again, panting with his own arousal.
“Just like that. Don’t stop.” She was breathless and moaning, her whole body writhing, inching away from him.
He wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her back down.
He wanted to suckle her, but she seemed to really like the fluttering of his tongue, so he refrained, and just continued. He’d try that another time.
Her little sounds were desperate, and only fueled his own need.
Her panting and groaning and begging continued to escalate with each gentle lick, and her body began to tremble.
Finally, she arched her back, her high-pitched moans filling the room, and her legs clamped onto his head.
He groaned his own pleasure against her, slowing his rhythm as she calmed.
After her last moan, her legs fell open, releasing him.
He looked up at her in sheer awe. “That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced.”
“You?” She dropped her head back on the pillow, completely out of breath. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.” She patted the pillow beside her.
He crawled to the top of the bed. Her chest, neck, and face were all flushed, and a sheen of sweat glistened on her skin. “You are astonishingly beautiful. Do you know that?” He laid on his side and propped his head on his hand.
She turned toward him and cupped his cheek. “It’s your turn for some pleasure now.”
He shook his head, and her brow furrowed. “Do you not want me?”
He rolled his eyes. “Of course I want you. Did you not just hear me say you are astonishingly beautiful? I’m embarrassed to admit it, but I nearly spilled in my trousers while I was down there, from wanting you so much.”
“Then why? Is it because I said I can’t marry you?”
He huffed a laugh. “I didn’t even manage a proper proposal. How could I possibly have expected you to say yes?”
“Are you trying to coerce me into it with pleasure?”
“I hope that’s not what I’m doing. But is it working?” He touched her nipple lightly. She sighed, but not from pleasure this time. He lowered his hand to rest on her hip. “Is it time for the talk?”
She nodded. “I think so. Will you make it dark, and hold me in your arms underneath the blankets?”
“Of course I will.”
* * *
It was hard to be nervous when she was so thoroughly sated. She’d had no idea pleasure like that was even possible. Trent was spoiling her. He climbed into the bed, pulled her back against him, and tucked the blankets around them. How could she possibly say no to a lifetime of this?
“You’re not making this easy for me.”
“Good.” He pressed a kiss against the back of her head.
“I feel like you’re not taking it seriously enough.”
“Talk to me. Tell me what’s bothering you.”
“Nothing has changed. I can’t give you children.”
“Putting aside whether or not that matters to me, how are you certain of that? Is it because you never became pregnant from…”
“The men I slept with. You can say it. Does it bother you that I’ve known other men? That I’ve been touched and used by so many?”
He squeezed her tight. “I hate it. But not for me. I hate that you had to suffer. I hate that you’ve been forced to endure so much.
If you ever need to get it out, you can always talk to me about it.
You can tell me about the things those men did to you.
I’ll never ask it of you, but sometimes things need to be spoken to let them go. ”
“I did fall pregnant.” She closed her eyes.
“Norman always tracked my…” She struggled to talk about it.
“He always tracked my monthlies, and one month, it never came. He summoned some kind of doctor. I was sedated, and when I came to, I was horribly ill, and bleeding heavily.” Tears streamed from her eyes, running over the bridge of her nose and onto the pillow.
Trent held her and rocked her. She pushed her emotions back down and blew out a breath.
“I’ve never bled again since then.” She hated this so much.
“Of all the things he did to me, ruining my ability to be your wife, is by far the worst.”
“I wish, so desperately, that none of that had ever happened to you. Those men hurt you in ways I can’t begin to imagine.
But what they did not do was take away your ability to be my wife.
” He took hold of the hand she had fisted against her stomach, urging her to relax and open her fingers for him.
“It’s not a decision I want you to make tonight.
There’s no hurry, and there’s no obligation.
But if you eventually decide it’s what you want, just tell me, and perhaps I can make a proper proposal. ”
He breathed a quiet laugh next to her ear. “I have a confession. When Ash first asked if he could send you here, I was terrified of the prospect. I didn’t know anything… I don’t know anything about women. I was afraid of doing and being everything wrong.”
“And somehow, you ended up doing and being everything right, instead. You’ve been kind and caring. Understanding, accepting. You’ve been patient and strong and beautiful.”
“Beautiful?” He chuckled. “You are the one who’s beautiful.
Inside and out. But despite that, in all the things I had been worried about with you coming here, it never crossed my mind that I might fall head over heels in love with you.
But how could I not? I told you the truth about who I am and where I came from.
I told you about the harm I’ve done and the mistakes I’ve made, and you…
you didn’t look on me with scorn or derision. Instead, you told me I was worthy.”
Head over heels in love with her. Her heart fluttered. How was that even possible? He was so sweet. She turned over to face him. She could barely make out his outline through the darkness, but found his lips and pressed a kiss there. “You are worthy, Trent Gibson.”
A shout sounded from somewhere in the house, startling her. “What was that?”
“I think it’s probably Ash having a nightmare. I need to go and check on him.”
“Should I come with you?”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go traipsing around naked.” She couldn’t see it, but somehow, she knew he winked at her. He gave her bottom one last squeeze and pressed a quick kiss to her lips. “Get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.”