47. Mina
Chapter forty-seven
O ne second Brad’s dad is lunging for me, the next he lays unconscious on his back with Gideon breathing heavily over him. Before I can say a word, he swiftly turns to face me, his hands skimming my arms as he looks me over.
“Did he touch you?” he asks in a tone I’ve never heard from him before.
I shake my head as my wide eyes bounce between his. “You punched him.”
He nods his head. “I lost control of my temper. That seems to happen a lot around you, I don’t think I’ve ever punched someone before.”
“Really? Cause you’re really good at it.”
His hard eyes turn soft and he offers me a small smile. “I’d do anything to keep you safe, you know that, right?”
“I’m starting to see that, yeah.”
A couple of staff members come over to find out what happened and talk to us. Gideon keeps his arm around me the whole time as I lean against his shoulder.
It only takes about five minutes before we’re allowed to leave. “Do you want to go home? I’m sure you’re tired after all of that and want to see everyone?” he asks me when we reach the hotel lobby .
“I always love to see the guys, but I’d still like to go upstairs… If you do?” I ask nervously.
“Seeing me punch him didn’t put you off at all? You’re not scared of me now?” he asks, seeming genuinely worried.
“Gideon, I could never be scared of you. Besides… I’m not sure what it says about me, but seeing you protect me like that… It was really… hot,” I whisper, stepping closer to him.
His eyes spark with heat, and he wastes no time scooping me up and carrying me to the elevator. He doesn’t say anything as he steps inside, pressing the button for the top floor as I lean my head against his chest.
I can feel the tension surrounding us like a physical force. I bite my lower lip and try to rub my legs together to ease some of the ache that’s forming down there.
It feels like it takes forever for the elevator to ping and the doors to open. Gideon practically jogs down to the end of the hall. He’s able to get the door open without setting me down and kicks it shut once we’re inside.
My eyes do a quick scan of the room. I’ve never been in a hotel room before, but it looks really nice. There’s a large bed on one wall, and a couch on the opposing wall, with large windows that give us a view of the city at night.
Gideon kicks off his shoes and sits down on the end of the bed, holding me in his lap. His free hand grazes my hip, then moves up to my waist, then skims the side of my breast before moving up to my neck, where he pulls me close and kisses me.
I try to give as much as I take. Kissing Gideon is like a smoldering fire, it gets hotter and hotter the longer it goes on, until I feel like I will self-combust if I don’t get some release. I whimper with need as his hand squeezes my breast.
Unable to take it any more, I move myself to straddle him without breaking our kiss. He helps me move, grabbing my hips and pulling me tight against him. I try to grind into him unsuccessfully. Reaching down, I find his hard cock trapped against his leg in his boxers.
“Does this hurt?” I whisper as I squeeze it gently.
“Bloody hell, woman. You have no idea,” he grits out before pulling my lips back to his and devouring me.
Blindly, I reach for his pants and, with a bit of work, I’m able to undo his belt and slacks. I shift my hips back a little to make some room as I slip my hand down his pants and help to free his throbbing cock.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he groans, pressing his forehead against my shoulder. “You have no idea how hard I’ve been for you all night.”
“If you were in pain, you should have told me,” I tell him, gently stroking him and rubbing my thumb around his wet tip.
“Why? What would you have done if I did?”
“That booth had a tablecloth, didn’t it?” I ask with a quirk of my eyebrow.
He lifts his head to read my expression. “You wouldn’t have…”
I shrug. “I guess we’ll never know now.”
“You dirty little minx,” he growls right before grabbing my ass, pulling me to him, and standing up. I have to throw my arms around him for balance, but I’m pleasantly surprised when he tosses me onto my back on the bed.
He quickly strips down naked, letting me peruse his taut body as he stares up and down mine. He grips his cock and squeezes it firmly and I lick my lips when I see the pre-cum dripping from the end .
Quickly moving to my knees, I ask, “can I taste you?”
He groans, dropping his head back. “You’re gonna make me come embarrassingly early if you keep saying things like that.”
“Is that a yes?” I ask, placing my hands on the end of the bed so I’m on all fours as I lean towards him.
“I can’t say no to you, Love.” He holds it out to me, stepping closer as his other hand comes up to rest on the back of my head.
At first, I just lick his tip, but the noise he makes in response has me quickly closing my mouth around him and taking him as deep as I can.
“Fuck!” He grips my hair gently with both hands and starts to thrust in and out of mouth. I don’t know why having him control me like this is so hot, but it is.
After a minute, he moves his hands down to my upper back, and his fingers start to pull my dress up. When he gets the hem in his grasp, he pulls himself out of me and yanks my dress over my head in one swift move.
Before I can even figure out what’s happened, his hands are on my bra, un-latching it and letting it drop down my arms.
“Stand on the edge of the bed for me, Love,” he says, his voice unsteady, like he’s on the edge of losing control. The thought excites me, and I quickly do as he asks, putting my pussy level with his face.
He hooks his thumbs in the side of my tights and underwear, and slowly peels them down my legs, helping me to step out of them. He tosses them aside and stands up. His mouth is right there . He licks his lips before his hands quickly move to my ass and he pulls my pussy to his mouth, licking right up my center and making me cry out as my hands shoot out to his head for balance .
I expected him to go slow, to build me up gradually, but apparently Gideon is done waiting as he dives right in, sucking my clit and thrusting his tongue into me. His actions have me crying out with a need for release as I hump his face.
One hand squeezes my ass then slides down to my thigh and lifts it over his shoulder, the position helps him find a deeper spot inside of me and my hands tighten in his hair as I seek my release.
His hand on my thigh moves around until he’s able to sink two fingers deep into my pussy.
“Gideon!” I cry. “Fuck, yes! More!” I yell, wanting him to push me over the peak that he’s been pushing me towards since he showed up at my bedroom door dressed in a suit and holding a bouquet of my favorite flowers.
“Come for me, Love,” he murmurs around my clit as his hand on my ass moves a little and he starts circling my back entrance.
“Yes! Please!” I beg, wanting to feel him everywhere.
He sinks a finger in and that tips me right over the edge as I scream my release.
I wrap my arms around his head to keep myself from falling as my legs shake with my release. As soon as I stop screaming, he’s able to catch me and lower me gently to the bed, climbing over me.
“Baby, I need you,” he whispers, rubbing his hard cock against me.
“Yes,” I whisper, my voice hoarse from screaming. But I wrap my arms around him as he pushes himself inside me. “Gideon!” I cry out, feeling incredibly full.
He positions himself over me, one hand on either side of my head, his knees between mine, as he starts thrusting in and out of me. The sight of his tight abs and his cock entering me over and over is enough to get me worked up again.
“Look at me, Love.” I lift my eyes from where I’m watching him enter me, to meet his as he stares down at me with so much intensity, my heart skips a beat.
“I want to stare into your eyes as I make love to you.”
“Gideon,” I groan, my fingers pressing into his back.
“I want to see the moment your body reaches its climax and you convulse around my hard cock.”
I didn’t realize Gideon would have any sort of dirty talk, and I love it.
“Yes!” I exclaim, trying to meet him thrust for thrust.
“You’re so perfect, Mina. You’re so beautiful, laid out like this for me. Your pussy feels like it was made for me. So perfectly tight and wet, I can’t wait to feel you come around me.”
“Gideon!” I beg, his words sending me even higher.
“Keep your eyes on me,” he commands. I hadn’t even realized I closed them. But the moment I open them and see the heat in his beautiful hazel ones, I come hard. My entire body seems to shake as sparks fly through me.
When he thrusts hard and holds himself in me, growling loud before he crashes his lips to mine, I know he’s coming with me. We kiss until he collapses down beside me, pulling me to him, despite all the wetness between us.
“I love you, Mina.”
“I love you, too, Gideon. Thanks for an amazing date.”
“I’d do anything for you,” he whispers, kissing my head, and I realize he truly means that. I no longer feel any tension between him or the others about what happened before. I could hold a grudge and be mad, but what good would that do? They’ve each proved, in their own ways, what I mean to them and that I can trust them. And I know that, no matter what happens, they will always be there for me.