Page 16 of Ruined

Gable ran his hands up Cutler’s back. “Can we go home? I’m a little tired.”

Cutler didn’t hesitate to take his hand and head for the exit. Gable wanted to save what was left of his energy for his baby. His heart needed to showhim love.

It had only been two months since Gable had been released from the hospital. His extensive injuries would likely take several more months to heal. Gable still had very little energy. Cutler had worried the wedding would be too much, but Gable had wanted to go. Leaving without as much as a goodbye mattered not at all to Cutler. All he cared about was Gable’s health.

In their bedroom, he helped Gable undress and get ready for bed. He looked exhausted. The angry red scars from the dozens of stab wounds he had endured broke Cutler’s heart every time he saw them. He hated the way Gable’s gaze always shied away under Cutler’s stare when they were visible. Nothingcould take away his beauty in Cutler’s eyes. He kissed a scar near Gable’s collarbone.

Gable sucked in a ragged-sounding breath. They hadn’t made love since the night of his attack. Gable’s body couldn’t endure it. Cutler didn’t care if they never had sex again as long as he had Gable’s love. But he would be lying if he said he didn’t crave him. His body stirred, just being this close to his nudity.

“You should take off your clothes too.”

Cutler chuckled. “I’m not so sure that’s a good idea at the moment. Your sexy body is tempting me too much tonight.”

“Good.”

Cutler went still. He couldn’t let Gable get hurt for him. “I—”

Gable cupped his erection through his pants and stroked. “Take off your clothes,Cutler.” He hesitated. “Unless you don’t want me anymore now that I look like this.” He sounded as if he truly feared that was the case.

Cutler’s hands immediately went to work on the buttons on his shirt. Gable helped by working on Cutler’s pants. They weren’t frantic. More methodical. They had a goal. “Tell me how not to hurt you.” Cutler didn’t care how badly they wanted this. He wouldn’t let Gable set back his progress.

“Trust me.”

With a nod, Cutler followed Gable’s lead. They kissed. The sweet way their tongues brushed had love swelling in his chest. He never got enough. They touched and kissed their way to Gable straddling him in bed. Gable’s erection felt heavy against his cock. Cutler was hyperaware of every place their bodies touched. Before Gable, Cutler had gone years without being touched. Nowa couple of months without Gable’s body against his like this felt like forever. He was weak.

Cutler watched as Gable sat back on his heels and eyed Cutler’s body. His eyes were full of love and lust. Beautiful. Gable stroked Cutler’s torso. “Every inch of you turns me on.”

“Same.” Cutler heard the breathlessness in his voice. He was too aroused to make his throat work properly. But he was also calling on every ounce of his willpower because Gable had to be the one who chose every move. Cutler wouldn’t risk hurting him for any amount of pleasure.

Gable reached for the bedside table and found the lube. While straddling Cutler’s thighs, he oiled Cutler’s erection. “Part of me wants a huge wedding. I want everyone to see how crazy we are about each other—like Saul and Case did. Anotherpart of me doesn’t want to wait.” He kept his gaze locked on his hands, stroking Cutler while he spoke. “These past few months have made me realize how short life is and how quickly everything can be ripped away.” His gaze lifted and collided with Cutler’s stare. He looked devastated. “I don’t want to die not being your husband.”

Cutler’s throat swelled. “I’ll never let that happen.”

Gable shifted positions and slowly lowered himself onto Cutler’s cock. Cutler shook with need as Gable’s tight body stretched around his dick. He wondered if he would go insane. Gable’s heated expression was enough to have Cutler ready to blow.

“Fuck. You’re so sexy. Sitting on my dick, you’re immaculate.” The Russian accent he fought hard to keep under wraps couldn’t be hidden. Gable was too far in his head.

The slow way Gable moved had Cutler’s brain ready to snap. Still, he stayed motionless, allowing Gable to choose what he could handle. Gable’s eyes closed and his nostrils flared as he gently rocked himself on Cutler’s cock. Cutler ground his back teeth so hard, he worried they would turn to dust. It had been too long since Gable’s heat engulfed him. He badly wanted to grab Gable’s waist and slam himself over and over again inside the tight asshole he loved.

In no time, Gable’s breathing turned ragged. The pressure climbing Cutler’s cock threatened to blow just from watching Gable use him for pleasure.

“Goddamn. I wish you could see how turned on you look. You have me hanging on by a thread. You’re too sexy.”

Gable’s lips parted. His cheeks flushed. Cutler nearly popped a blood vessel fighting not to come. Then Gable’s gorgeous green eyesfocused on Cutler, boldly holding his stare as a gasp fell from his lips. His body tried sucking Cutler deeper as cum hit Cutler’s chest. Cutler’s will snapped. He reached up and found the underside of the headboard. Cutler gripped it so hard, he worried the wood might crack. He fought to not lift his hips and fuck his way through Gable’s orgasm. Instead, he let Gable’s body gently milk him. When his orgasm hit, he swore he lost the ability to see. He heard his own cries and couldn’t stop. The muscles in his thighs felt like they might snap from the rigid way he held himself, forcing himself not to move while Gable took care of him, pleasuring him. He had never been as close to insanity as he was in that moment. His entire body shook from the blinding pleasure.

Then Gable was settled in his arms, and their tongues entwined. Nothing existed but their love. He would marry Gable immediately.They would still have the big wedding, but later. Gable deserved that. But the marriage couldn’t wait. Gable was right. Everything could disappear tomorrow, but they would go as one. This was his soulmate. He had to make that official.

Chapter Eleven

With Cutler’s delicious bodydraped over him like a blanket, Gable toyed with Cutler’s wedding ring. Several times, he felt a smile touch Cutler’s lips against his neck. He hadn’t known there was this much happiness in the world until Cutler gave it to him by marrying him. Gable didn’t speak because he had too much to say that words couldn’t express. He had married his best friend, the greatest love of his life, and the knowledge overwhelmed him every day. Gable didn’t miss his job the way he expected.Everything had changed since falling for Cutler. He didn’t regret a damn thing.

Cutler’s phone chirped. A loud groan vibrated against his neck. “Why? Why does this always happen when we’re cuddling?”

Gable shook with laughter. “To be fair, we’re always cuddling.”

Cutler stretched for the phone while Gable enjoyed the show. He never tired of savoring Cutler’s nudity. “I’m getting too old for this shit.”

Gable’s gaze slid down Cutler’s tight body. “You don’t look too old to me.”

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