Chapter 19
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T he partition closed and Maddie reached down to pull off her little black dress. It was the same one she’d worn on their last night together because she didn’t have anything else, but with the way Garrett was looking at her, he didn’t care about the dress .
“Honey, I don’t have a condom with me .”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m on the pill and we’re married .”
He hesitated. “I’m clean and I’m sure you are too, but don’t you think we’d be better off going and getting checked out first, together? So there’s never a question of trust ?”
“Don’t you trust me ?”
“Of course .”
“Then shut up and make love to your wife .”
A slow, mischievous grin spread across his face. “You have no idea how badly I want to do that.” He slid his hands back to cup the cheeks of her ass, holding them as perfectly as he’d held her breasts. He lifted her just enough to give him room to free his throbbing hard-on and then set her back down again .
“How often do you go braless?” he whispered, pressing his face between the sweet round mounds and licking his way up her chest .
“Uh, not that often…” she breathed, distracted by his touch, how good it felt and how much more she wanted from him .
“I think it should be a rule that you never wear one when we’re alone,” he said, blowing on one berry-like nipple and watching it harden. “God, I’ve been dreaming about having these in my mouth again.” He sucked it between his lips and glanced up to meet her gaze as she parted her own, unable to hide her urgency. She brought her bare torso up against his chest, his mouth working her breasts with delicate strokes and gentle sucking that made her cry out .
“Garrett… please !”
“Not yet, baby.” He sat back a little and unbuttoned his shirt. “I need to be skin-to-skin, mouth-to-mouth, heart-to-heart. When we’re close enough for me to feel the blood running through your veins, that’s when you’ll have me .”
T he moment their bodies came into contact, every inch of her chest and abdomen pressed against his, electric pleasure shot through him with so much force he had to find her mouth for fear he would explode with desire. It was sharp, but so distinctly related to the way it felt when the touch was hers, he was partially paralyzed with the need to feel everything at once. He couldn’t control the way his tongue sought hers and the purr that escaped her throat almost undid him. Her mouth was simply perfect, just as he remembered it, but even better because now it was his. Completely, legally, one hundred percent his. Just as she’d promised .
“Please, please, please,” she whispered, moaning against his mouth. “Later, tonight, we’ll go slow… Right now I need all of you, every inch, deep inside me… Garrett .”
He reached between her legs and couldn’t describe the pleasure it brought him to find the lace barrier provided by her thong completely soaked. She was so wet, so ready, but he needed her to beg just a little longer. Every time she said please he got so hard it hurt, but this kind of pain only made him want more. Nudging aside the strip of fabric, he used his finger to circle the throbbing little nub, watching her face as she got more and more flushed, closer to the edge. She was so beautiful when she got off, he wanted to see her do it over and over and over, but right now he would settle for just once. He felt her struggling not to let go, to wait for him to be inside her and he slowed down a little, keeping the pressure light as he caressed her. He knew exactly when he found her pleasure spot because she whimpered, fingers digging into his shoulders .
“Please, oh God, Garrett, please !”
He swiveled his hips and tilted his pelvis, positioning himself right where she wanted him. “All yours, baby.” He rested his hands on her beautifully curved backside and she looked at him through hooded eyes, her lashes longer than ever as she glanced down to where their bodies were about to join. She lifted her eyes back to his as she sank down, slowly, deliciously, pulling her lower lip between her teeth as she took him, letting him fill her, until there was no space between them anywhere. Not where she was rocking back and forth, not where their lips fused together, and definitely not where their heartbeats were hammering in almost perfect unison .
He loved the way she made love, passionately, hungrily, giving him her all. He felt every twitch, every pulse, every time she tightened around him…and he didn’t think he’d ever get enough .
He was a little rougher than he meant to be as he guided their rhythm, holding her firmly by the hips. Her lips parted now, sultry and pouty and thoroughly kissed. She was panting as he thrust up and in, deeper and harder, until tiny mewls of pleasure escaped. She was everything men fantasized about when it came to sex with a beautiful woman, but so much more because he loved her. Making love and fucking were all wrapped in one beautiful, brown-eyed package that made him harder and hornier than anyone ever had .
He couldn’t help himself, couldn’t stop the tight coiling in his balls that made everything more acute, more intense and, holy shit, pure delirium overtook him when she lost control. His climax hit just as hers was beginning to fade and he kept her with him, bringing her back up and over the edge multiple times, until she was too limp to move, to breathe, to do anything but hold on. She’d given him absolutely everything, leaving herself raw and emotionally barren, and the tiny shudder that ripped through her in the aftermath showed him a plethora of vulnerabilities .
“I-I love you, Garrett,” she managed to whisper, collapsing against him, as emotionally exposed as anyone he’d ever been intimate with .
“I love you too, baby.” He kept his arms around her, holding her tight, watching myriad emotions flit across her sweet features. He recognized passion, excitement and a twinge of apprehension as well. She’d had five whole days to fall in love with him and become completely immersed in his crazy life, but this was only the second time he’d made love to her, connected to her more than just mentally. She was undoubtedly having a few second thoughts and maybe a lot of insecurity, but he wasn’t going to let her do that to herself—or to them. She’d put her faith in him and he wasn’t going to risk losing it now that she was truly his .
“I’ve got you, Maddie.” He stroked her hair and whispered soft endearments in her ear, until he felt the nervous tension begin to fade. “I feel you pulling away, but I’m not going anywhere .”
“Why am I so scared?” she whispered, burying her face in his shoulder .
“Because you just entrusted your soul to someone else .”
“Then why aren’t you scared?” She raised her head to look at him. “Didn’t you do the same thing ?”
He nodded slowly. “Honey, I gave you my soul the night you told me I was yours. I was terrified —why do you think I ran away from you the next morning ?”
Her mouth formed an “O” as understanding pricked at her consciousness and everything appeared to click into place .
“But you’re not going anywhere, Mrs. Hawkins. You’re going to sit right here in my arms until you’re not afraid anymore .”
She closed her eyes and snuggled closer. “ Promise ?”
“Promise.”