Chapter Eighteen
Gabriel
The past month has been a rollercoaster.
Brooke is better for the most part. To my disliking, she’s doing most things for herself. Although I hated seeing her in pain, I loved taking care of her. The swelling and bruising are gone, her fractures and broken nose almost healed.
I took her for a check-up yesterday and the doctor was impressed with her progress. He said her injuries looked good but be mindful of any tenderness and don’t overdo it. My girl took that as a green light, and she hasn’t slowed down since.
She’s doing well emotionally. I mentioned her seeing a therapist, but she shut that down quickly.
She said talking to me is all the help she needs.
Although I loved hearing that, I’ve paid close attention to ensure she doesn’t spiral.
She seems okay and when she wants to talk about it, I listen and give her reassurance.
After being kidnapped from her home, she didn’t want to go back.
She mentioned buying a new house and selling her old one.
I told her that wouldn’t be necessary because she lives with me now.
She was stunned at first, but after almost losing her, it wasn’t up for debate.
Eric and I moved her things in my place, and he’s handling the sale of her old one.
Living together is an adjustment for most people, not for us. We’re in sync with each other, and it’s been a smooth transition.
We haven’t been intimate since the night before she was kidnapped. Not touching her is torture, but her well-being is more important. I’ve learned I can be a patient man this past month. We kiss, and I’m sure we could’ve fooled around, but I want her to know I can wait until she’s ready.
Walking into the bedroom, she’s bent over, making the bed. “What are you doing?”
She spins around, smiling. “I’m making the bed. I’ve always thought it was a waste of time, but now I’m doing it because I can.”
Chuckling at her good mood, I move in front of her, resting my hands on her shoulders. “Be honest with me. What hurts and how bad?”
Her radiant smile floors me. “I’m really okay, Gabe. There’s a little tenderness in my ribs, but other than that, I feel great.” To prove her point, she lifts on her tip toes, kissing me. She nibbles my bottom lip, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Speaking of feeling great.”
Her words shoot straight to my cock, and I groan against her mouth. “Baby, we have to stop.”
She releases my lip, her determined eyes meeting mine. “No more stopping, Gabriel. It’s been too long. You’re a patient man, and I love you for it, but I can’t wait anymore. I need you.”
Cradling the back of her head, I crush our mouths together. She whimpers, and for a moment I think I’m being too rough. The thought vanishes when she moans, matching my desperation.
She breaks our kiss, climbing onto the bed. “Don’t make me wait any longer.” She draws her shirt over her head, and I’m hit with a surge of primal need. Her perfect tits jiggle as she works to remove her pants. The sight is too much, and I lose it.
“Stop!” I bark, and her eyes widen.
Taking the two steps to the bed, I grip her leggings, ripping them down the middle. She gasps, and I do the same with her lace panties. Throwing her ruined garments on the floor, my eyes roam her curves.
She’s absolutely fucking stunning and she’s all mine.
Gripping her thighs, I pull her ass to the edge of the mattress, dropping to my knees. Jerking my shirt over my head, I spread her legs wide, licking my lips at the sight of her. She’s swollen and pink, dripping just for me.
Burying my face in her pussy, I inhale her intoxicating scent. Fuck, it’s been too long since I’ve tasted her.
She squirms beneath me, begging for my touch. “Gabe, please.”
Her plea is my undoing, and I dive in, licking her from ass to clit. The burst of flavor hits my tongue, and I couldn’t stop now if I wanted to.
I’m fucking obsessed with her.
She grips my hair, grinding her pussy against my mouth. Circling her clit with my tongue, I push two fingers deep inside her.
“Oh, God!” She clenches around me, and gushes all over my face.
Fuck!
She came fast. My girl has been starving for my touch, and I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
She moans as her body trembles. Slipping my fingers free, I fill her pussy with my tongue, determined to drink every drop of her release. She writhes against me, her hands attempting to push me away.
Taking pity on her, I crawl up her body, crashing our lips together so she can taste herself.
“You’ve been neglected, baby girl. You got off in record time.” I grin against her lips, and she giggles.
I’ve missed that sound.
“It could be that expert tongue of yours.” Her hands glide down my stomach, reaching for the button on my pants. “You have too many clothes on.”
Moving off the bed, I shed my remaining clothes, watching her pupils dilate. She licks her lips as my cock springs free.
A moment of hesitation filters in. “Are you sure you’re ready?”
She sits up, leveling her face with my cock. She wraps her small hand around the base, licking the pre-cum from the tip. My eyes close and I lose myself in the warmth of her mouth. She moans around me, the vibration barreling me towards the edge.
Pulling out of her mouth, she whimpers in protest, but it doesn’t last long. “I don’t want to come in your mouth. Your pussy is getting every drop.”
A needy sound escapes her throat as I crawl onto the bed. If she only knew what those noises do to me.
Lying on my back, I pull her on top of me. “Ride me, baby. I don’t want my weight to hurt you.”
She smiles wickedly, lining me up with her entrance. “With pleasure, Mr. Layton.”
Warmth envelopes my cock as she sinks down slowly. We groan together, and she pauses once I fill her completely. “God, Gabriel. I’ve missed us like this.”
The emotion in her voice cracks my chest wide open. She’s everything to me. There will never be anyone else. She’s my lifeline and without her, I wouldn’t survive.
Lifting my upper body off the mattress, I wrap my arms around her waist. Her hands circle the back of my neck as she leans in, kissing me passionately. We collide, pouring every emotion into our union as we reclaim each other.
Trailing my hands up her body, I massage her full breasts, pinching her hard nipples. She arches into my touch, rolling her hips slowly.
Fuck, she feels good.
My cock twitches inside her and she smiles. “Somebody missed me.” She takes me deeper, grinding against me.
Her pussy is a tight little inferno, and I growl against her throat. “Fuck yes. I’d stay inside you every second of the day if I could.”
“I love every filthy thing that comes out of your mouth.” She moans, pushing at my chest.
Falling onto the mattress, I gaze at her, straddling me like a queen on her throne. “You own me, baby. Take what you need.”
She looks at me with so much love in her eyes, but it’s gone in a flash, replaced by something wicked. She leans back, bracing her hands on my thighs. Sliding until only the tip of my cock is inside her, she surges forward, taking me hard and deep.
My hands grip her hips, holding on for the fucking ride. She fucks me so hard, my eyes close involuntarily. She’s using me for her own pleasure, and it’s fucking hot as hell.
Opening them slowly, I don’t want to miss a single moment of her satisfaction.
Thrusting up as she drops down, she screams. “Oh, God! Do it again. Don’t stop!”
Heavy breathing and sounds of pleasure fill the room. My balls draw tight as I thrust up again, her inner walls contracting around me.
She’s close.
Moving my thumb to her lips, she sucks it inside her mouth. Clenching my jaw, I fight to hold back my release. Pulling the digit from her warm mouth, I apply pressure to her swollen clit, stroking it in small, tight circles.
“Gabriel!” Her pussy clamps down on my cock, and she explodes around me.
Her orgasm triggers my own, growling her name as I empty myself inside her. She rocks against me and the maddening rhythm prolongs our release.
She collapses on top of me, and as I run my fingers through her hair, I know this is where I want to be for the rest of my life.
“Look at me.” Raising her head from my chest, our gazes lock. “Marry me.”
She sucks in a breath, eyes widening.
“Please.” I add for good measure.
She giggles, but she can’t hide the tears forming in her gorgeous chocolate eyes. “Gabe.”
“You’re the only one for me, baby. Your mind, heart, body and soul. They all belong to me and everything I am belongs to you.” Holding my breath, I watch the emotions play across her face.
Wiping away the tears flowing down her cheeks, I wait for her answer. I don’t breathe again until she smiles.
“Yes. I’ll marry you, but there’s one condition.”
She’s up to something, and I can’t wait to see what it is. Cocking an eyebrow, I wait for her to continue.
She grins mischievously, rolling her hips. My cock instantly hardens again.
I’m always hard for her.
“What’s your condition, angel?” I ask, slowly thrusting inside her.
She moans, losing herself for a moment. Opening her eyes, she smiles. “I want a dog.”
My body stills, and I burst out laughing.
She wants a dog?
That’s it?
Hell, she can have all the animals she wants. I’ll buy a damn farm if it makes her happy.
“Why are you laughing?” She tries for a scowl.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting that. We’ll get a dog, baby. You can have whatever you want.”
She squeals, kissing the hell out of me. My hands grip her ass, pinning her body against mine.
“All I want right now is you on top of me. I’m okay, Gabe. I can handle it.”
Flipping her onto her back, she yelps in surprise. Burying myself to the hilt, she moans, digging her nails into my skin.
“That’s better. Now, fuck me, future husband.”
Fuck.
She’s everything I’ve ever wanted.
Careful not to apply pressure to her ribs, I spread her legs wide and fuck my woman like she deserves. She takes everything I give her, begging for more.
After two more orgasms, we lie there, tangled in each other’s arms.
“I love you, Gabriel.” She whispers, snuggling into my chest.
“I love you too, my good girl.”