CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
GEMMA
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Drew lays me down on the bed, barely taking his lips from mine. A thousand emotions are blasting through me.
Lust.
Love.
Desire.
Worry...but only because I don’t know how this looks or how it will work out.
Or if it will.
But this is my life now, and I know Drew is an incredible man. He’s never given his love to a woman, which makes this special.
I won’t ever forget that.
“God, I’ve missed you,” he murmurs as he tugs down my jeans. “If you don’t want to do this...”
My heart skips a beat. He’s trying to be a gentleman.
A little too late, but I love him even more for it.
“Stop, and I’ll kill you.” I smile against his lips.
Clothes go flying and he’s back on top of me, his big, gorgeous chest bare so I run my hands over his skin.
“I’ve missed you, too.”
“I’m a possessive man, Gemma. Now you are mine, I could be unbearable.”
“Guess we’ll see,” I let out a gasp as his cock nudges my sex.
“I’ll want a lot of you.”
“Take all of me.” I arch, eager to get him inside me.
“I want to fuck you bare.”
I blink, meet his eyes. “I’m on birth control.”
“I want you pregnant with my baby,” he growls, and I wrap my arms around his neck.
“One thing at a time, big boy.”
“I don’t do slow.” Drew slams inside me, grunting. “I am not patient.”
He has been patient.
But I know what he means. I feel this thing building between us could go from zero to a hundred now that we’ve both confessed how we truly feel. To ourselves and one another.
It’s only Zoe I worry about.
As he moves over me, those steel eyes of his trapping me inside his heart, he fucks me with all the dominance he promises.
I dig my nails in, soaking up the feel of his thickness as pleasure rolls through me.
I’ll never have enough of Drew Carrington.
The man I love.
The man I could spend the rest of my life with. A man I know will protect me—hell, he’s been doing it since the day we met—and will be honorable.
I don’t regret marrying Anthony. I got Zoe, and we did have many years of ignorant bliss together. At least I learned the truth.
Life brought this man into my life along with the truth, and when I am ready, I’ll ask him to tell me the details.
For now, this time is ours.
Drew cups my breast, thumbing over my nipple.
“I’m going to come,” I warn, staring into his beautiful face.
“Come, Gemma. Come on my cock. Let me watch you fall apart and become mine completely.”
Oh Drew. I think I have always been yours.
As my orgasm blasts and my hips arch, Drew speeds up his thrusts, his groans filling the room.
“Gemma, fuck. God. Yes.”
I feel his seed burst inside and the birth of our new life begin.
Perhaps one day he will get his wish, and we will create a little brother or sister for Zoe.
We shall see.
Tonight, I just want to enjoy every sensation, and hope that he is capable of truly being committed to one woman.