Page 66 of Tangled with the Tight End

“Jesus,” I groan as my eyes roll back into my head and will my tightening balls not to betray me. I shudder and meet hergaze as she smears frosting over the head of my dick. “I’ve never wanted anything more.” My voice is rough and filled with desperation as I repeat the words she used earlier.

“Good.” She grins, leans up, and swipes her tongue along my flesh. Tasting and teasing. Flicking and moaning. It’s too much. Her fingernails dig into my thighs as she swallows me deep into her mouth and gags.

The sound of her pleasing me sends goosebumps along my skin. Don’t come. Focus. Think about anything other than her mouth sucking me. But her enthusiasm nearly drops me to my ass. Down to the base of her throat. Out to the edge, where her pretty tongue dances across me. Back inside her hot mouth.

Her palm cups my balls as the other hand grasps the base of my cock and works over me in time with her ferocious mouth. I’m going to fucking die. I groan as my hips buck. Fuck. I grip her head, dragging my nails into her skull, and fuck her gorgeous face until my thighs twitch and the first pulse of orgasm twitches my dick.

No. I gasp for air and pull back, not like this. I pull her to a standing position and turn her to face the island. “Inside you. I’ve got to be inside of you.”

“Please. I want that, too.” She spreads her feet apart and offers her ass to me.

In one stroke, I’m buried to the hilt, relishing her slick core and the clenching of her walls as she cradles my erection. I inhale, steadying my breath, and then lose control.

Seconds pass as I slice into her. Each thrust is highlighted with a gasp and a moan until I’m not sure which of us is doing what. The sounds fill the room as sweat trails down my back. And to think I was worried about my knee. It feels great. Everything feels great.

Her fingertips cling to the slippery surface. “Gabriel, right there. Just like you’re doing. Don’t stop. It feels so good.”

“Yes, baby, fucking you feels good. Like heaven. I fit perfectly inside of you. It’s like you were made for me.”

“Yes.” Her voice cracks as she slams back into me. “Harder. Fuck me harder. Make me come, please.”

“Baby.” I shudder as I fight back my release to please her. “I’m going to fuck you so deep; you’re going to see stars.”

And I do.

Her screams fill the air, spurring me on. “I feel you about to come. Your pussy is jumping, squeezing me. I want that pretty pink pussy to soak me with your cum.”

“Oh, my God. Jesus. Fuck. Yes. Oh, my fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Her entire body shakes as the walls of her sex bite down, making it nearly impossible to move inside of her. Fucking heaven. Better than heaven.

I grunt as spasms rack my body, and my seed spurts deep inside of her. I want her to be pregnant with my baby. She’s the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Loving. Laughing with. Raising a family.

My heart skips a beat. I can’t lose her. I spin her to face me and slam my mouth over hers.

thirty-five

NORAH

A Couple of Days Later

Gabriel was right.There’s no point in arguing with his grandmother. When I first saw her, she looked frail in the cold, brisk wind. There’s nothing frail about her. She’s bossy, demanding, and fucking smart.

Marco, Eden, and I have been seated around a table with Lilliana at the helm for three hours. There are papers everywhere, and this is just for my business. She’s already made multiple comments about adding Gabriel to our table to discuss the business plan that Marco’s been working on, but Gabriel had to fly back to Kansas City for his last doctor’s appointment before returning to the team next week. He messaged me as soon as the appointment was over with a clean bill of health. Not that I’d expect anything different.

My stomach clinches a bit as the reality of our relationship changing has me in knots. It’ll be fine. Nothing’s going to change. Yes, he’ll be in Kansas City, and I’ll be here, but it won’t be forever. His first game back is a home game, and I’m scheduled to fly out on Friday morning to watch the game. Ginowill be with him as his new nanny, Havana, has already made it to town.

He’ll introduce me to Havana, and we’ll spend the evening together. Then, he’ll join the team on Saturday at the team hotel. Once the game is over, we’ll go back to his house until I fly back here on Tuesday while Clarissa watches the bistro, and Marco takes the helm at the lodge.

I rub my neck. Everything aches from leaning over spreadsheets until my eyeballs are nearly bleeding. It’s not forever. Depending on how long the team remains in the playoffs, worst or best case, depending on how you look at it, they’ll be back here by mid-February until July. I purse my lips together.

What about Havana? Will she come here? My house isn’t that big. It’s one thing being quiet around a 3-year-old who has no idea what daddy is doing when he’s asleep, but Havana? There’s not going to be any fooling her.

“I’m satisfied.” Lilliana leans back and claps her hands. Her eyes shine as she studies us. “This is so much fun.” She tilts her head. “I’m going to move here.”

“Okay.” Marco eyes her warmly. “What will Silas say about that?”

“Oh….” She waves her hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about Silas. He’ll be fine. Besides, he’s been wanting to slow down. This will give him the perfect opportunity to shift more responsibility to his second.”

Eden’s eyes are pinched as she squeezes Maco’s thigh. “To live in the cold? He’s going to want to stay in Texas.”

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