Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
EMERSON
T he need to touch him is overwhelming, so I run my fingers through his short hair, staring down at him. I never imagined that Gideon would be kneeling in front of me. In my world, I didn’t think that was something men did.
Sure, I’ve read about it in books and fairy tales, but why would I ever think that was possible for me?
Gideon is proof that dreams can come true.
One by one he’s knocking down all my preconceived ideas about love.
Right now he’s showing me that there are men that care about a woman’s pleasure more than their own.
A moan catches in my throat as Gideon pushes up the material of my dress, making his intentions clear.
I should stop this. We’re in his office that’s surrounded by windows to the outside world.
Anyone could catch us or see what he’s doing, but I can't find the will to care. Not right now. I can only think of him at this moment and how I’ll cherish it for the rest of my life.
"Hold this. I want to see you." My fingers fist the fabric as Gideon pushes it up farther, revealing my lavender panties that are basic cotton. It’s the only thing I own, and they are embarrassingly practical.
"Is all this for me?" He leans in, kissing my panties where a wet spot has formed.
If I wasn't so turned on, I might be self-conscious about how wet I am.
"Answer me," Gideon orders before nipping the inside of my thigh.
"Yes." My fingers squeeze the fabric tighter. "I can't control it."
"Oh, Emerson." He places his open mouth over my clit, his warm breath tickling me through my panties. "You’ll let me control it. Won’t you?"
I thrust my hips forward, unable to hold back. Why is the idea of him being in control so freeing? I'm not sure, but I imagine my world with Gideon instead of Conner…no, it’s better not to think of that right now.
"It's mine, isn't it, my precious girl?"
Precious? How can one word fill me with so much happiness? I don’t think I’ve ever been precious to anyone.
“Please,” I whisper.
“You don’t have to beg.” He shifts, putting one of my legs over his shoulder as he pulls the center of my panties to the side.
“Gideon.” If I wasn’t blushing before, I sure am now.
His eyes are locked on my sex, and although no one has ever seen me there before, he’s staring like he’s mesmerized. A rush of shyness floods through me, and I want to shut my legs. With his big body in the way, he’s made sure that’s not possible.
"My precious girl. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" He spread the lips of my sex with his fingers. "One day I’m going to explore every inch of you." Gideon blows gently against my clit, and I bite my bottom lip to keep from screaming. "You'll let me, won't you?"
His other hand comes up between my thighs, and I can’t speak. I barely have time to nod before he yanks hard on the center of my panties and rips them off. I gasp as his thick finger sinks into me, followed quickly by another. I’m instantly full and all too aware of how empty I was before.
"Fuck, you're tight," he grunts as he slowly works them in and out. My clit is throbbing now, begging for attention, and his mouth is so close. "I'll have to break you in to fit me."
My mind momentarily blanks. Not only at what his words mean but also because his mouth covers my sex. My hips jerk when his tongue finds my clit, and it’s the exact touch I need.
The orgasm hits me hard and fast, and I cum against his face. I nearly fall on top of him as I shatter, and waves of pleasure crash over me in an unstoppable flood. Gideon is relentless with his mouth, and he keeps licking and sucking as his fingers pump.
I’ve been on edge for so long that I’m needy for attention. Gideon’s attention.
Another orgasm is already building inside of me, and I shake my head. I don't think I can handle another, but he’s not giving me a choice. All I can do is take it and try not to pass out in the process.
When he hooks his finger inside of me, I cum again. This one is different from the last. It’s more intense and explodes outward. My legs go boneless as it consumes me, but I don’t fall to the ground. Gideon is here, holding me up as pleasure ignites in every inch of my body.
“That’s my precious girl,” I hear him whisper.
My eyes flutter open when I feel him pick me up.
I hear things falling to the floor a second before Gideon lays me out across his desk.
His expression is focused and intense as he quickly undoes his belt and pulls his cock free.
It’s huge and juts out in front of him, thick and hard while he pushes my thighs farther apart.
When he steps between them, he wraps his hand around the base, squeezing it tightly before stroking it up and down twice. Then he's groaning my name as his cum spurts across my exposed sex and thighs. It’s all over me like a branding, and it's the most erotic thing I've ever seen.
He runs his fingers through the mess he’s made, scooping some of it up. I watch as he drags it over my clit then thrusts it inside of me. My hips rock up, making it go deeper.
“I’m not on anything,” I say, not sure that this is enough to get me pregnant. But what the hell do I know? After today, I’m questioning everything. My normal boring life has been flipped on its head.
“Doesn’t matter.” He pulls his finger out of me, bringing it to my mouth. “Taste us.”
I do as he says and suck his finger into my mouth. It’s salty but sweet too, and I lick around the tip. Gideon closes his eyes and lets out a groan.
“Careful,” he warns before pulling his finger out from between my lips.
He bends down, kissing me and tasting us. His mouth is possessive as he claims me, and yet I feel cherished.
“Shit,” he grunts, pulling away suddenly.
I want to grab him, but Gideon is quick to pull my dress down to cover me before tucking himself into his pants. That’s when I hear the sound of people talking, the voices drawing closer.
“Oh, crap.” Now it’s my turn to move quickly as I hop off his desk. I glance at the floor searching for my panties, but it’s too late.
“Hey Gideon, Piper brought some—” A man in a suit appears in the doorway, and a woman is next to him. I’m guessing she’s Piper. I recall seeing the man the last time I’d been here, and I believe he’s another lawyer.
“Muffins,” the woman finishes for him with a smile. “Hi, I’m Piper.”
“Emerson,” I say, then hurry to the other side of the desk. It’s not exactly appropriate for a client to be behind it.
“This is Landon.” Piper points to the man beside her.
“Her husband,” he adds quickly, and it’s kind of adorable how proud he is when he says it. "I didn't know you had a meeting. Is there more to cover with the prenup?”
My stomach drops, and it’s like reality has smacked me in the face. Right, that’s the only reason I should be here.
"Yes," both Gideon and I respond at the same time.
"Did you need something?" Gideon says to Landon, his tone cool and professional.
"I was going to share the muffins,” he responds in the same tone.
"We are going to share," Piper corrects him. "I made them for everyone now that I finally got the recipe right." She beams, clearly proud of herself.
"They all tasted great to me,” Landon tells her.
"The first ones caught on fire," she laughs.
"I still ate them." He shrugs. Watching them together makes my chest ache. I'll never have this kind of sweet banter. It's so simple but also everything.
"I actually need to get going,” I say, stepping farther away from Gideon. "Thank you," I tell him. "For everything. It meant the world to me."
"Emerson." When he says my name, there’s a warning in his tone, but I keep moving.
"It was nice meeting you both," I tell Landon and Piper.
"I'm sure we'll see you at the wedding," Landon responds.
"Wait, your wedding?" Piper's eyes bounce between Gideon and then me.
I can't find the will to answer her, so I step to the side and move past them. "I'm sure the muffins are perfection."
"Emerson." Gideon says my name more forcefully this time, making me pause.
I want nothing more than to go back to him, but it's not an option.
He didn't make any promises to me, nor did he ask me not to marry Conner. We’ve avoided the topic altogether, and that should probably tell me what I need to know.
That's my final thought as I flee the building, wondering if I’ll ever see him again.