Page 59 of A Love So Wrong
"Say it again," he breathed, leaning his forehead against hers.
Locking her gaze with his, her chest tightened in exquisite pain. This was everything she had ever wanted. Wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs tighter around him and the chair, she grazed her lips across his seductively. "I love you, Gideon, I always have."
"When?" he demanded, his voice wrought with urgency. "Tell me when you started to love me. I have wanted you for fucking forever, tell me, I have to know."
Smiling, Jade kissed him soundly on the lips before reaching back behind her for the cart of food. She could feel his body tense then relax as if he feared she would pull away in his bound position. Grabbing a fork-full of the grilled cod drizzled in lemon sauce and capers, she brought the bite to his lips and watched in satisfaction as he ate.
"I have loved you from the moment you saved me at Mrs. Cade's house," she said, her voice sweet and breathy with her own contentment. Pulling the cart closer, she forked another bite of food for him on the fork.
Gideon shifted impatiently underneath her, she could feel the muscles in his strong thighs harden. "You know what I mean," he argued. "When did you start loving me like I have loved you?"
Taking the bite of food, he chewed and swallowed it impatiently as she frowned and shook her head with a smile. "I didn't even know you loved me like…like this," she waved a hand between them, indicating their situation. "I thought you only looked at me as a sibling, even the first night Dimi…" she stopped herself and eyed Gideon's darkened gaze before correcting herself. "Hehad us pay back the firstinstallment."
Fury glittered in Gideon’s amber eyes at the reminder. "And that's why you offered yourself to that-"
She held a finger up to his mouth to hush him, her silver nail sparkling off the overhead chandelier against his lips.
Rolling his eyes, Gideon grinned before opening his mouth and sucking in her finger. Laughing, Jade's sex heated, and she leaned forward and replaced her finger with her mouth. Their kiss lingered, and her blood raced. Shifting again beneath her, Gideon pressed the firm ridge of his arousal against the soft juncture between her thighs, eliciting a gasp from her. Pulling back, Jade blinked in a haze of desire as Gideon stared back at her with a blazing heat in his eyes.
Taking a shaky breath, Jade reminded herself of the food and forked up a steaming bite of buttery mashed potatoes to gently guide it to his mouth.
"Yes," she continued, answering his earlier question. "I thought…that you did not want me in that way, I thought you were being forced to do something you didn’t want to do."
"Didn't want to do?!" he repeated in shock. "Jade, I came in my fucking shorts that night just from your goddamn nipple in my mouth. How could you think I didn't want you?" his face was a mask of bewildered exasperation.
Grabbing the pitcher of water, Jade poured him a glass as she shook her head. "But I thought—"
"And the truck?!" Gideon continued, still too astonished. "All those times in the truck, I nearly kissed you or nearly felt you up as you slept with me? Even with all of that, you nearly let that man sleep with you?!"
Still holding the ignored drink between them, Jade lowered her head. "I'm sorry."
Cocking his head to the side, Gideon gave her a look of pure menace. "Oh, you will be, because when we get out of here, I'm going to have to rent another hotel room just to spend hours teaching you how bad you fucked up, sweetheart. I'm going to have nightmares of that moment for the rest of my natural-born life,"
It took her a few seconds to realize the threat was sexual, and Jade couldn't stop her smile. Bringing the cup to his lips, she gently tipped it, allowing him to drink before setting it down and kissing him again. Cool from the drink, the kiss quickly heated as their tongues worked together as one.
Pulling away with a groan, Gideon gave her a tortured look, and she knew he wanted more. She could feel he wanted more and resisted the urge to shift her aching sex against the hard curve of his arousal.
"You never answered my question," he ground out, his control wavering even in his tone. "Tell me when you first realized you loved me."
Rubbing her cheek against his, careful not to rub off her face-paint, she placed little kisses down his neck, enjoying the heat of his skin against her lips and the slight tremor running through him at each kiss.
"I’ve always loved you," she repeated. "But I always made sure never to let my thoughts linger on just how much I loved you. It wasn't until that night you took me to my Freshman dance did I let myself open that door," she said, moving backward off his lap. "That night, as you held me and danced with me, I dreamt of what it would be like to dance with you at our wedding to tell the world that you weren't my brother but the man I loved."
With her feet braced back on the floor, she sank to her knees before him and rested her head on his lap. His expression was one she had never seen before, one of tortured pain and of longing, and she wasn't sure if it was due to her confession or the bulge in his pants.
Smoothing her hands along the tops of his jean covered thighs, Jade focused on a wrinkle in his shirt, avoiding his gaze as her hands stopped at his waist. Finding the nerve within herself, she slid her hands inward until they met at the fastening of his jeans.
Gideon stilled all over.
Biting the inside of her lip, Jade could feel her confidence seep out of her as she unbuckled the belt. She had to do this. She didn’t really have much of a choice. When she read Dimitri's second text he sent her while she was getting her hair done, explaining exactly what he wanted her to do as the third installment, her heart had nearly stopped working. For the rest of her mandated beauty sessions, her mind was in turmoil. She had never done anything like this. She had let the lurid fantasies play in her mind before, sure, but now she was actually expected to do it and on camera no less. Undoing the button, she felt Gideon jump.
Leaning forward, he gave her a frenzied desperate look. "Jade, you don't have to do this."
"But I want to," she said.
Gideon cursed underneath his breath and watched in a mixture of desperate stupefaction as she pulled down his jeans.
"I know you've never done this before. I don't want you to have to do this if you don't feel comfortable," his voice sounded so rough to her ears. Jade smiled, feeling a little emboldened. She could hear the lie underneath his words, she could sense his need rolling off his tense muscles.
