26. Gus
Chapter 26
Gus
T his.
This was what I’d been craving for so long. The feel of her in my arms, her soft mouth yielding to mine. Her body sagging against me, as if she needed my strength.
I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around me. This moment was different, more significant. We hadn’t been fighting, we’d been talking. And I’d told her things I’d never said out loud before.
Subconsciously, I had been waiting for her. I probably would have waited forever, and while that realization would take a long time to unpack, right now, I was so grateful that I had waited. Because carrying her in my arms like this? It made every sleepless night and moment of aching grief worth it.
“Bedroom?” I asked between frantic kisses.
“To the left,” she said, moving down to kiss my neck and threading her hands through my hair.
I lifted my head to watch my step. With such little lighting, I had to be extra careful not to drop her.
The rain pounded against the wall of windows facing the lake as I laid her down on the bed and braced myself on top of her to capture her mouth again. I couldn’t get enough. It had been weeks since I’d had a taste, and I was desperate for more.
Her little gasps and moans sent heat straight to my groin, and the feel of her hands on me had electricity arcing beneath my skin. She bucked her hips up, reminding me that we were both fully clothed, a situation I intended to fix immediately. It would be so easy to lose myself in her, to forget about all that had come between us, forget about details we had yet to work out.
But I was working hard to do better. So, against every instinct, I pulled away.
Laid out on the bed like this, her hair wild and her lips kiss swollen, she was so beautiful it hurt. The sight of her made it so damn hard not to dive back in, but we needed to clear the air.
“What do you want, Dragonfly?” I asked, already regretting opening my damn mouth. “I need to hear you say it.”
“Can’t we just have hot, filthy sex and worry about the rest later?” she pleaded, her chest heaving.
My cock strained in my pants, clearly agreeing with her solid logic, but I sucked in a breath and garnered all the sense I had. “No. That’s not how this works,” I said. I needed more. I wasn’t in this just to scratch an itch and then remain on the outside of this pregnancy.
She propped herself up on her elbows and let out a sigh. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this.” She gritted her teeth. “But I think I need you.”
My heart soared. “One more time. I think I just audibly hallucinated.”
She sat up and crossed her arms. Shit. This was not the response I’d been hoping for. “I’ve spent my adult life alone, doing things on my own, constantly hustling and never slowing down. But I’m in over my head here. With the company and with this baby.” She dipped her chin and blew out a breath. “I want you to be a part of all of it. I’m not sure what this all will look like. But I need you.”
This conversation had gotten very heavy very quickly, but I wasn’t complaining. She needed me. She wanted me. It wasn’t a marriage proposal, but I’d work up to that eventually.
“What are you offering?” I asked, my heart thumping against my sternum.
She cupped my cheek. “I don’t know. My hormones are going crazy. I cry at least once a day and vomit even more than that. I’m a mess. And for some insane reason, I think you might be exactly what I need.”
A chuckle rumbled out of me. “That is the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me.”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m not sure what I can offer yet, but I’ll figure it out. Right now, I’m offering nudity. I’m exhausted and scared and hormonal, and my boobs are swollen, so that’s the best I’ve got.” She pressed her lips together, her eyes searching mine. “I need you, Gus. I need you to help me feel good.”
I was standing and stripping off my shirt before she could even finish that sentence. She needed me, and she wanted me to be a part of the baby’s life. That was enough. My brain couldn’t handle anything more complex at the moment.
Shoving my jeans down, I kicked them off, desperate to touch her skin, considering how best to play this. Last time had been frenzied and wild. Today, I wanted to take my time, learn what she liked, and drive her as crazy as she drove me.
“I’ll make you feel so good, Dragonfly, but first, I’m going to slowly strip you down and kiss every inch of your body.”
She rose up on her knees on the bed and peeled off her T-shirt, exposing her breasts. The way they strained against the lace cups of her bra made my mouth water.
“My body isn’t what it used to be,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest.
“It’s better.” I kneeled in front of her and pushed her shorts down, leaving her only in a bra and panties.
“You,” I said, looping my arms around her to unclasp her bra, “are deliciously sexy.”
“But when I was younger—”
“Shh.” I took one nipple into my mouth and sucked, pulling a loud moan from her.
“This body is carrying my child.” I kissed down her stomach to the top of her panties. “Do you know how hard that makes me? How much I want to see your belly swell?”
I pushed her panties aside and dipped a finger into her wetness.
“Soaked,” I said, bringing my fingers to my lips. “And delicious.”
“Gus.” With a moan, she grasped my throbbing erection. “Stop stalling. I want you inside me.”
With a sharp breath in, I willed my body to calm and gave her a grin. “Nah, I wanna eat first.”
In one quick move, I yanked her panties down and buried my face in her sweet pussy. Her hands immediately gripped my hair, tugging and pulling as I worked her over with my tongue and lips.
“Holy shit,” she cried out, lifting her hips and riding my face.
My body lit up. That was my girl. She always needs to take control.
In response to her encouragement, I picked up my pace and slid a finger inside her.
Instantly, she clamped down on me and cried out. “I’m going to—”
Without easing up on her clit, I pushed another finger inside her. I was rewarded with her wild moans as she convulsed and screamed my name.
“Holy shit,” she gasped, lying back and stretching out like a cat on top of the bed. “You’re really good at that.”
My smile was so big I worried it would split my face in half. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
“Nah. The nicest thing I’ll ever say to you is that I’m obsessed with your giant cock and need it inside me right now.”
I almost tripped over myself pushing my boxers down. Who was I to deny her?
Pushing her legs apart, I lined myself up.
“You’re right,” I said, slipping inside her. “That is the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
As I slowly worked my way deeper, she moaned and thrashed.
When I was fully seated, I bent down, taking one of her nipples into my mouth. In response, she pushed her hips against mine.
“Slow down, Dragonfly,” I said, giving attention to the other breast. “We’ve got time.”
I withdrew slowly, dragging a deep moan from her, then slammed back into her, making her gasp.
“Fuck me,” she said, splaying her hands on either side of my face and pulling me down for a kiss. “That feels really good.”
It took every ounce of self-control I had to thrust slowly and evenly. Being inside her was so damn incredible it made it nearly impossible for my brain to function. But I wanted to make this last. I wanted to savor the feel of her beneath me and the way she gripped my cock. I wanted to stretch this moment out as far as it could go.
“Harder,” she demanded. “I need more.”
“You’ll get it when I’m good and ready,” I growled, pinning her arms over her head. “Right now, you’re going to be a good girl and take my cock. You can come when I say you can.”
She glared at me but didn’t fight my hold. And dammit, the look of defiance on her face was so sexy I couldn’t resist kissing her again.
Before long, I found myself picking up my pace. Every thrust was excruciatingly intense. Every inch of her was total perfection, making it so damn hard to remain in control.
“I’m close,” she gasped, wrapping her legs around me tightly. “Please.”
“Touch yourself,” I commanded, releasing her hands. “Rub your clit while I fuck you.”
Her eyes widened.
“Don’t be shy,” I encouraged. “Give me a show.”
With her lip caught between her teeth, she gave me a small smile, then snaked her hand down to where we were joined. Instantly, she tightened around me, and my vision tunneled.
I pushed back and gripped her thighs, spreading her wide.
Beneath me, spread out and touching herself, she looked like some kind of sexy goddess. I could barely hold on another minute.
“That is so hot.” I gritted my teeth, determined to last.
She threw her head back and moaned, clenching around me. Her body shook, and she thrashed. “Gus,” she begged. “I’m so close.”
That was all the permission I needed to unleash, thrusting hard and fast until she shattered beneath me. Quickly, I followed her over the edge.
Still inside her, I pulled her close and buried my face in her neck. I couldn’t stand or speak.
“Gus,” she said, “I don’t know if I can walk after that.”
“You’ve got me to wait on you, Dragonfly. You can lie here and give me orders.”
She pulled me even closer. “I really like the sound of that.”