Chapter 5 #4
“Kyle! Oh, shit! Please, babe! Stop? Please? Ohhhh, uhhh …”
His hand stilled and she seemed to deflate, her spine dropping and her hips no longer thrusting. He knew what he wanted. Reaching into the bedside table, he fumbled around until he found a condom, but when he held it up to open the package, her hand reached up and took it. “I want to do it.”
“Uh, okay.” He rolled to his back and waited as she took it from the package, but before she rolled it on, she bent down and lapped at his slit.
When her tongue touched it, his dick jumped, and she let out a little giggle. “You like that, huh?” she whispered.
“I do. Very much.”
“Then there’s something I should tell you.”
“Yeah?”
She grinned down at him as she rolled the condom on.
“What that quiet little cult girl said? Well, I’m a sinner, Kyle.
I’ll have you in my mouth before this night is over, I can promise you that.
” Bending down once more to place a kiss on his lips, she rolled to lie beside him.
“But right now, I want you inside me. I need you.”
“And that’s what you’re going to get.” His knees pressed her legs open and a split second later, he buried his hardness in her.
God, she was hot and wet, and he would’ve given just about anything in that moment to toss that condom in the trash and feel her grip him as nature intended.
She cried out as he rose up and thrust into her again.
“Oh, god, babe, you’re amazing,” he murmured.
Her voice was coarse with need. “Feels so good. Oh, yeah, so good, baby.” As he powered into her, she ran her hands from his shoulders down his chest, stopping just long enough to tweak his nipples, and he gasped. “Like that?”
“Love it. Do it again. Awww, yeah.” His teeth were clenched against the urgency he felt, and he couldn’t just pound into her.
He wanted her to enjoy it, and to do that, he had to exercise some self-control, something he was running low on at that particular moment.
In his gut, all he wanted to do was fuck her until she couldn’t breathe, until she was incoherent and begging him to stop.
But in his heart, he wanted her to enjoy herself and want more, because he sure as hell did.
Fuck, his resolve was slipping! “Oh, god, beautiful, it’s been too long.
Can you come with me? Please, Gina? I want it so bad. ”
“I, I, please, Kyle? I can’t wait. Please?
Harder? Faster? Can you … Please?” she pleaded, and he was pretty sure if she wasn’t ready in the next couple of minutes, that was it for him.
“Oh, oh, oh, Kyle, oh, god. Oh, I’m gonna, babe, please …
Uhhhhh …” He could feel her spasm around him, and there was no hope for him to hang on.
Two more strokes and he felt it, a river of heat blasting straight through him, pouring into the condom and leaving him empty and exhausted.
Still braced over her, he leaned down and kissed her, trapping her lips with his and pouring himself into her.
Could she feel everything he wanted to give to her, all the things in his heart that he’d had no one to share with for so long?
The warmth of her hands on his hips traveled up his sides, over his shoulders, and up his neck until her fingers wound into his hair.
God, he felt so fucking alive! Every cell in his body was awake and, empty as he was, there was a yearning he couldn’t deny.
With their lips still locked together, Kyle pulled out of her and dropped to the mattress, rolling her as he did.
Snuggled together, he pulled back just a little to break the kiss and looked into her eyes.
When her gaze met his, she dragged her fingers from his hair and down his cheeks until her palms rested there, warm and soft.
He couldn’t help it—he was grinning like an idiot.
“I didn’t intend for any of this to happen when I left home this evening, but I’m sure glad it did,” he whispered, then kissed the tip of her nose.
“Me too. Jesus, that felt so good! You up for it again in a bit?”
He let out a laugh. “Uh, what do you think? Of course!”
She rolled to her back and sighed. “Oh, lord. If my kids knew what I was doing, they’d just die. They think I’m dead with old age.”
“That just made me think of something I never asked you. How old are you?”
She play-slapped him. “Didn’t your mama ever teach you it’s rude to ask a lady her age?”
“I really think if I’m going to have some kind of relationship with somebody, I should know how old they are,” he countered.
“How old are you?”
“I’m thirty-three.” He thought she’d say something, but she didn’t. “As in a three with a three after it. As in ten times three plus three. Three times eleven.” Still nothing. “Gina? You conscious?”
“Yeah. I heard you.”
“Your turn. How old are you?”
“Welllllll, I’m not thirty-three.”
“Okay.” He waited a couple more minutes. “At some point you’re going to have to tell me how old you are, or I’ll ask Sabrina. You know she’ll tell me.”
“Okay, okay! I’m forty-two.”
He laughed loudly. “Now, was that so hard?”
The sigh she let out had an edge of desperation to it that came through loud and clear. “I’m nine years older than you.”
“So? That actor, what’s his name? The aqua superhero whatever guy?
His ex-wife is the woman who was on that show on TV?
She’s twelve years older than him! And that other actress, the one who was on that soap opera for so long, that Susan woman, she’s like twenty-two years older than her husband! And nobody cares! Why would you?”
“Because you would.”
“No. I don’t. That doesn’t matter to me at all.
” He smoothed her hair and gave her a little peck on the lips.
“Don’t you get it? I like you for you, not for your age, or your kids, or your job, or any of that stuff.
You want honesty? I’ll give you honesty.
” Do or die time, he told himself. “Here’s some honesty.
I’m pretty sure you’re the one. I think I’m falling for you.
I think that started when you chased me out to my truck and asked me to have a cup of coffee.
We fit together perfectly, everything about our personalities, lives, work, everything, perfectly.
I know it’s fast, and I’m not going to push, but you need to know that, as far as I’m concerned, this thing we just did?
It was a commitment to you to see if this is going to work.
It doesn’t matter how you feel about me right now as long as—”
“Kyle?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m falling for you too. I do think we need to be careful, but I really do care about you, and I really enjoy being with you.
You’re right—everything about us fits in with the other’s life.
If we can build a relationship between the two of us and with our kids, that’s what I want more than anything.
Of course, I haven’t met Myla, and you haven’t met Hadley and Briley.
I haven’t met your family. You’ve met Sabrina, but that’s about it.
There are my parents to meet. They love me and want me to be happy, but they’re going to question you being so much younger than me, I can already tell you that. ”
“Babe, we don’t have to do all of this tonight.
We don’t have to figure everything out right now.
We’ll figure it out along the way. It’ll be fine.
And you know what else? I’d love to make love with you again, but I’ll be just as happy if we cuddle up together and fall asleep in each other’s arms. Not kidding. I’m just happy to be here with you.”
He thought he’d said something wrong when her eyes reddened. “You’re not kidding, are you?” she whispered, her voice unsteady.
He took her hand and pulled it to him until it was clasped against his chest. “No. I’m not.”
Instead of answering him, she pulled his hand to her and clutched it against her own chest. Then she tucked her head under his chin and sighed.
Kyle thought he’d die from happiness. She was an amazing woman, and she was right there, in his bed, in his arms. Everything about Gina felt right to him. He was falling in love with her, and he wasn’t going to apologize for it. He hoped she was falling for him too like she said she was.
They dozed for an hour or so, and when he roused, Kyle went to the kitchen and brought back a couple of bottles of water for them. She stirred just a little beside him as he lay back down. “I brought you a bottle of water if you want some.”
“Thanks. I need to pee.” In a minute or so, she slipped out of the bed and wobbled off to the bathroom. Kyle grinned as he watched her go. Damn, she was beautiful. She wasn’t gone long and as soon as she slipped into the bed, he felt her grasp his cock and stroke it. “I want you, Kyle.”
His lips caught hers and the kiss he gave her was more passionate than he’d known he was capable of. “I want you too, beautiful.”
She snorted. “Wow. Sorry. That was sexy as hell. First I tell you I need to pee, and then I tell you I want you.”
“Hey, it’s not bothering me!” he said and sighed as she kept stroking his hardness. He loved the effect she had on him. “A little slower, babe, and drag your thumb across the head before you come back down.”
“Like this?”
“Exactly like that. Oh, yeah. Exactly. Like. That. I’m ready when you are.”
“I’m ready now.” Kyle reached for a condom, but she barked, “No. No condom. We’re both clean, and I’ve had a hysterectomy. There’s no reason why we need those unless you just want them.”