Page 99 of Her Braun
"Not frightened of you, Gibson. Frightened of how I felt with you. I wanted to be with you, and I didn't want you to figure out what my parents had always said about me." She dropped her chin to her chest. "Said to me."
Two fingertips touched the underside of her chin and lifted up until she met his eyes, filled with love and concern.
"I can see now," she explained. "I can see how you feel about me in your eyes. I didn't recognize it earlier because I don't think I've seen it directed at me before. I was never good enough to deserve love. That's what I learned from my parents, but being with you, feeling how you make me feel, I started to see things differently."
She took hold of his hand and kissed it as she held it gently.
"I started to see myself differently. And I knew... I knew that I love you. I felt it deep down inside and I don't think it'll ever go away. You..." she drew in a breath and leaned her cheek into his palm, "you're a part of me."
Gibson felt like his whole world had expanded and contracted at the same moment.
The woman in front of him was everything to him and all he wanted to do was focus on her for the rest of his life.
Well, when she wasn't saving lives, and he wasn’t putting out fires.
Their time together... That's where he'd be the happiest.
"Gibson?"
He smiled at her. "Yeah?"
"How long will the hot water last?"
He grinned at her, seeing the glint of something in her eyes. "Probably another half hour? A little less?"
"Yeah?" She smiled and her eyes looked up at him as she bit into her bottom lip. "Maybe..."
"Yeah?"
She let go of the hand that she was holding and slid her hands up his chest and up the sides of his neck and up to his face, drawing his head down toward hers. "Gibson?"
He smiled and felt his whole world tilt. "Mmhmm?"
"Love me?"
"Always."
She narrowed her eyes at him. "I mean-"
He reached down, wrapping his hands around the backs of her thighs. He lifted her up and moved closer to the wall. "I'm so glad you let me put in this shower."
When her back touched the wall, she shivered a little from the tiles, but he covered her soft gasp with his mouth, and he dragged her up his body until he fit himself against her.
Gibson turned his head slightly to the side, speaking against her skin. "I want to love you, baby. Love you here against this wall. In the shower."
She grasped his face and turned him so she could look into his eyes. "Yes," she relaxed against the wall, opening herself to him in every way possible, "I want this, Gibson. You and me."
He lowered her just an inch or two and felt her body stretch to fit him in.
Holy mother-
His heart was pounding in his chest as she wiggled against him, drawing him inside her.
"More..." She tipped her head back against the tiles and he felt the pebbled tips of her breasts drag against his chest as he rocked his hips forward and pulled her down onto his cock. "Oh god, yes..." She sobbed and he froze.
Kay opened her eyes and shook her head. "No. No. Don't stop."
"Are you okay?"
