Page 80 of It's Always Been You
“What more?” I grit out. “This is everything.”
Gabe gives me a wicked look. “It’s not and you know it.”
I’m still moving over him, dragging my clit against him. I’m so lost to pleasure and the way we feel moving together that I don’t even notice Gabe moving his hands around to cup my ass until he pulls my cheeks apart, ghosting a finger over my asshole.
“Fuck,” I moan, grinding down even harder on his cock. “More.”
“Told you there was more, Rory baby.” Gabe thrusts his hips up and crashes his mouth to mine, swallowing my answering moan. “You will always get more with me. Now suck.”
Gabe takes one of his hands from my ass and brings it to my mouth, offering me two of his fingers. I suck them into my mouth, swirling my tongue and closing my teeth over the tips. Then it’s his turn to moan. “That’s right, baby. Get them nice and wet for me.”
Every word he speaks goes straight to my clit, which is swollen and throbbing and begging for release. But now that I know what he has planned, there will be no coming without it. My hips are jerky, my heart hammers against my chest, and Gabe catalogs it all with his searching, all-seeing, blue-eyed gaze.
“Look at you,” He grits out, pulling his fingers from my mouth and sliding his hand back around to my ass. “So desperate for me. So needy. You are my everything—I swear to god, Rory. I’ll never stop giving you everything you need. Now lean forward and ride me, baby, and I’ll make you see stars.”
I do exactly as he asks, rocking over him, griding down until my clit ruts against his pelvis and his cock hits the perfect spot. Gabe strokes both hands over my ass, then pulls my cheeks apart again. He runs a finger over me, with more pressure this time, circling over and over again before pressing just the tip of his finger inside of me.
I gasp and push back against the delicious intrusion. “More,” is all I can manage. It sounds like a plea.
“Anything,” Gabe murmurs before leaning forward, wrapping his free arm around my waist, and sealing his mouth to mine. His tongue presses into my mouth, stroking mine at the same time his finger presses deeper, circling, exploring, stretching, reaching the deepest, most intimate parts of me.
It’s been so long since anyone touched me like this that I forgot what it feels like. The mysterious, aching pleasure. The way it builds from deep inside of me, coiling, pulsing, throbbing, unfurling.
The sensations come from everywhere, and my brain can’t tease them apart. It’s everything, everywhere, all at once. I’m grinding forward then pushing back, and we’re not even kissing anymore. We’re just panting into each other’s mouths, lips grazing, sharing breath, whispering words likemoreandfuckandso goodandright thereanddon’t stop.
Don’t.
Ever.
Stop.
“Does my fiancée like when I finger this tight asshole?” Gabe grits out, pulling his finger out of me, collecting my arousal from where we’re joined, and pressing back in with two.
I laugh but it sounds desperate. Pleading. “You want to call me something, you call me something real. Like girlfriend.”
“Is that what you are?” Gabe thrusts up into me and pushes his fingers deeper, and I almost come apart from the pleasure of it.
“Is that what you want me to be?” I manage, tightening my grip on his shoulders, digging my nails into him until he hisses out a breath. I grind down on his cock harder, my orgasm hanging just in the distance.
“It is until I can call you wife.”
I don’t even have time to process that startling word before Gabe locks his arm tighter around my back, fucking up into me in earnest, moving his fingers in the same rhythm.
Pleasure slams into me like a fist. “Oh, my god, Gabe,” I moan out. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. I need to come. Fuck.”
Gabe licks a hot stripe up my neck, never slowing his movements. “You’re taking me so well, baby. Be a good girl and come for me. Let go, Rory. I’ll catch you. I’ll always be here to catch you.”
He sinks his teeth into the spot where my shoulder meets my neck and twists his fingers just right, and I detonate like a bomb. My vision blacks out and I can’t catch my breath as I hear Gabe groan my name. He unleashes, rope after rope of his cum filling me up and both of our hips jerking wildly. We come for what feels like forever, our hips finally slowing, and as the pleasure ebbs away, so do the last tenuous tethers to the lives we lived apart.
We are bound together now. Unbreakable. Inevitable.
Gabe pulls his fingers out and wraps both of his arms around me as I collapse against his chest, his cock still inside me. He strokes a hand up and down my back, whispering words of praise and a love so deep that tears spring to my eyes.
“Give me a second and I’ll take care of you,” Gabe whispers, words soaked in worship, his lips ghosting over my temple, my forehead, everywhere he can reach, as his hand keeps up a soothing rhythm over my back. “That was a lot. You need water and a snack. And a hot bath as soon as we get back to the hotel.”
“Later,” I answer, more content than I have ever been in my life. “Can we stay here for a while? I want to be with you, just like this, for a little longer. And then you can join me in the bath.”
Gabe lets out a happy sigh and pulls me more deeply into his chest, tightening his arms around me. “For as long as you want, Rory baby. We can stay here for as long as you want. And absolutely yes to the bath.”
