Chapter 15 #2
“Your period’s done, right? I saw your pills in your bag in the bathroom, you’ve started a new pack.”
Reese blushed a bit. She wasn’t used to talking about such personal things with a guy. But she nodded.
“I’m not letting another minute go by without having you,” he said in a low, gruff tone.
“Nothing, and I mean nothing, is going to stop me. I’m not changing my mind about you, Reese.
And you aren’t going to be living in Los Alamos.
You can work there, but you’ll be living here at The Refuge. With me.”
As if realizing how bossy and insane he sounded, he sheepishly added, “If you want.”
Reese smiled and threw her arms around his neck. “I want,” she assured him.
Then Gus lowered his head and kissed her. It was deeper and more passionate than the kisses they’d shared to date, as if he’d been purposely reining in his lust until he knew they could finish what they started.
Nothing was holding them back now.
Reese’s hands moved over Gus as she tore at his clothes. He did the same with her until they were in nothing but their underwear.
“Bed,” Gus practically growled.
Reese’s nipples hardened at hearing the impatience and dominance in his voice.
She stepped backward and her legs hit the mattress. She sat, then quickly scooted fully onto the bed. Her breath caught as Gus hooked his thumbs into his boxer briefs and shoved them down his long legs.
His cock was hard, the head almost purple.
It bobbed as he took one step toward her.
Reese swallowed. He was…beautiful. Men generally weren’t described that way, she knew, but there was no other word for it.
The muscles in his arms rippled as he crawled up the bed, settling between her legs.
His tattoos seemed even more masculine against the golden tan of his skin.
She could see the veins in his opposite arm.
She didn’t know where to look, where to touch first.
“Look at me,” Gus ordered, and Reese’s eyes immediately went to his.
“I feel as if I’ve been marking time until you came into my life,” he told her. “Everything I’ve done, everything I’ve seen, it’s all led me here. To you.”
Tears immediately welled in Reese’s eyes.
“No crying,” he said sternly with a soft smile.
“I can’t help it,” she whispered. “I…this…I’m having a hard time truly believing this is my life. That I’m here. That you’re here. With me.”
Gus’s gaze dropped from hers and he moved, scooting forward on his knees, pushing her legs farther apart.
She still had on her bra and panties, but she’d never felt more naked.
He brushed his fingers along her cheek. Then his palm flattened on her upper chest, slowly moving downward, passing over her breastbone, down her belly—which she sucked in—over to her hip and down one of her thighs.
Everywhere he touched, goose bumps rose on her flesh.
“Gus,” she whispered, overwhelmed with emotions and feelings.
“You’re mine,” he said on a growl. “I’m going to do everything in my power to deserve you. To make you proud to call me yours. To make you happy.”
“You already do,” she told him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said reverently.
For the first time in her life, Reese felt beautiful.
Gus settled over her, resting an elbow on the mattress by her shoulder until his warm, naked skin covered her like a blanket. He ran his fingers up and down her arm lazily, as if they had all the time in the world.
“You feel as if you were made to be mine,” he whispered. “You’re so soft against my hardness, but I have no worries that you’re going to break or I’m going to hurt you when I take you the way I’ve dreamed.”
Reese felt herself dampen at his words. Her nipples hardened in the cups of her bra, and suddenly she resented the scraps of fabric keeping her from feeling all of Gus against her body. She squeezed his biceps and purposely dug her blunt nails into his skin.
His cock twitched against her.
“As much as I love your sweet words,” Reese said, “if you don’t hurry up and fuck me, someone’s going to interrupt us and we’re going to have to postpone this…again.”
Gus chuckled, and feeling his laughter against her skin was a new experience. Intimate.
“Sweetheart, as I said earlier, nothing is going to keep me from getting my cock deep inside your hot, wet body. The world could literally explode and I still wouldn’t stop. Dying while being buried inside you would be a fantastic way to go. You’re moving in. Here. With me.”
He paused, and Reese realized he was actually asking her a question while phrasing it as a command. She’d already told him she’d live here, but she’d say it as many times as he needed.
“I am,” she agreed.
“You’re going to marry me.”
She raised a brow at that. She didn’t mind his bossy tendencies, but this was one thing she wasn’t willing to bend on. “If you ask me properly…maybe,” she said snarkily.
He grinned. “And you’re going to have babies with me,” he said, without addressing the proposal thing.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“You’re going to be such an asset at your new job. They’re going to wonder how the hell they ever got along without you. You already fit in perfectly around here, and everyone already loves you. We got here fast, but it’s so right, Reese. Please tell me you feel it too.”
“I feel it too,” she said without hesitation. “Gus?”
“Yeah, sweetheart?”
“Please stop torturing me. I’ve dreamed about you making love to me for years. I want you. Need you. Stop talking.”
In response, Gus lowered his head. He took control of their kiss, and Reese was more than happy to let him.
As he kissed her, Gus shifted his legs and his hand pushed at her panties.
She helped as best she could without losing his mouth.
Eventually, she kicked the underwear off and happily spread her legs as he returned between them.
His cock felt hot against her belly, and she moaned when he lifted his head.
“Arch your back,” he ordered.
Reese did so, and one of his hands moved under her back and he deftly released the clasp of her bra.
Within seconds, she was nude beneath him.
He lifted slightly and stared down at her naked body.
For a moment, she felt self-conscious. Her belly wasn’t flat, her thighs touched when she walked; without her bra, her boobs were saggy.
But then Gus groaned. It was a guttural sound, coming from deep within his chest.
He bent and wrapped his lips around one of her nipples, making Reese gasp in surprise. She arched into his touch and closed her eyes as ecstasy swam through her veins. His other hand went between her legs, and Reese spread them even wider for him.
She was already wet, and would’ve been embarrassed about that, but Gus didn’t give her any time to think. His thumb found her clit, and she jerked. He lifted his head from her nipple to murmur, “Easy, Reese.”
She stared into his eyes for a moment as his thumb swirled around her hardening bundle of nerves. His hand seemed to engulf her entire pussy, and for once in her life, she felt almost petite.
His fingers moved to play in the moisture seeping from between her legs. Then he eased a finger inside her body. Reese moaned.
“Gus, please,” she cried.
“Not yet,” he said, almost to himself as he eased a second finger inside her.
Reese tried to thrust up against him, but his body gave her little room to maneuver. He’d put his weight back on his elbow, and he was looking down at his hand between her legs as he continued to caress her.
“Is this what you did when you were here in my bed alone?” he asked as he used his thumb on her clit and put his pinky and ring fingers deep inside her body. It was as if he was holding onto her in the kinkiest, most sensual way possible, and Reese loved how…controlled she felt.
“Yes,” she moaned.
“What did you think about as you were touching yourself, making yourself come?”
“You,” Reese admitted without any embarrassment whatsoever. “I buried my nose in your pillow so all I could smell was you and imagined it was your hand touching me.”
“Fuck,” Gus said, and she felt his cock throbbing against her thigh.
“Did you masturbate?” she got up the nerve to ask.
“Of course I did. In the shower, in the guest bed, every chance I got,” he admitted.
Reese’s belly tightened. She looked down and licked her lips. She could picture him stroking himself in her head. See the come spurting out of the tip of his cock and covering his hand and belly.
“You like that,” he said. Once again, it wasn’t a question.
“And you like thinking about me getting off in your bed.”
“Hell yeah, I do,” he said without hesitation. “Although I’d like it better in person. Come for me, Reese. I need you nice and wet so I can take you the way I’ve dreamed. I don’t want to hurt you, you’re so tiny, and I’m so big.”
She blinked. Had anyone in her entire life ever described her as tiny?
No. The answer was definitely no.
She felt him adjust, and then Gus was straightening to his knees. She spread her legs, not feeling the least bit of embarrassment as she did so.
Gus took his cock in one hand as he continued to rub against her clit with the other.
Even though she’d masturbated that morning in the shower, she felt her passion quickly rising once again.
It felt more intense now. Maybe because Gus was in charge of her pleasure.
He wasn’t easing off as her orgasm approached.
“Gus,” she murmured as she spread her legs farther apart. She grabbed hold of his wrist without interrupting the hand on her clit, and the other grabbed his biceps. She could feel his arm flexing under her hand as he stroked himself.
“That’s it. You’re creaming all over my hand. My sheets. I’m gonna smell you for hours after this, and I’m not going to want to wash it away. Come for me, sweetheart. Let me see it. Get yourself ready for your man.”
Her man. Yes. He was hers, and she’d do whatever she had to do to keep him.