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Her heart raced as she watched his mouth disappear between her legs, the heat of his tongue meeting her clit.
“Keep your eyes on me,” he said softly. “If you start to drift, just tap my arm. The moment you want me to stop, I will. You’re in control.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
Gordon moved his mouth against her with practiced ease, eyes locked on hers. Each stroke of his tongue sent waves of pleasure rippling through her, a tight coil building deep in her core.
The dripping faucet in the kitchen tugged at her, trying to dominate her senses.
Stay connected.
She tapped his arm and he lifted his head, his lips glistening.
“You’re even better than I imagined, Mara.” He slid a finger inside her and curled it, making her shudder. That’s why he told her to tap his arm. It was how he’d know when to speak, how to keep her grounded.
“Look at me,” he whispered, adding another finger and making her bite back a moan. “I want you to see just how much I meant it when I said I wanted to taste you.”
He buried his face between her legs again, but his attention was still on her face, watching every reaction.
Mara tangled her fingers in his hair. “Fuck. I’m close…”
His pace quickened and within moments she was overtaken with pleasure, grinding herself against his incredible mouth. Her legs trembled in his grasp.
He stilled, letting her ride the aftershocks down. His chin was drenched as he pulled himself up and kissed her, the taste of him mingling with her arousal.
“I want to feel your cum inside me,” she whispered against his lips. “Is that okay?”
“You can have my cum wherever the fuck you want.” He chuckled.
Mara flipped them and climbed on top, guiding him inside her. She inhaled sharply at the sudden intrusion, but that was how she wanted it this time. She didn’t need gentle.
Only us in this moment. Nothing can take me away.
The words of her tormentor were nothing. The things he’d done to crush her will—nothing.
He groaned and took hold of her waist. “You feel so fucking perfect.”
She leaned forward, pressing her lips to Gordon’s scar as she rocked in a steady rhythm. “I’d give my other eye if it meant healing this—and take on every one of your nightmares just to bring you peace.”
The look in his eyes was soft and vulnerable as she continued, “I love the way your mouth moves, the way you make me feel alive.” She rolled her hips faster. “I love that perfect smile. I love everything about you.”
His grip tightened on her sides as he thrust to match her pace. He was always the one making sure she felt safe. Now it was her turn. The darkness that plagued him might be different from hers, but it was just as real.
Mara clutched his hair, elbows resting on his chest. “I will burn this entire world for you,” she breathed against his scarred cheek.
He rolled her onto her back, never breaking their connection. “We’ll do it together,” he groaned. “Fuck. I don’t want this to end.”
She tightened her legs around him as he drove into her, their sweat-slicked bodies moving in tandem as he finished.
When he finally collapsed against her, his breath ragged and pulses of pleasure radiating between them, she knew—whatever came next, she would never have to face it alone.
Chapter 38
Mara
Prying herself away from Gordon felt like tearing out a piece of herself. The comfort, the peace—his steady breath against her skin, and the feel of him inside her. If she believed in heaven, this was probably the closest thing to it.
But they had work to do—a mission to complete. They would trade Nella for Jasper, then figure out the next plan.
