Page 78 of Billionaire and the Barista

I didn’t think I was being wonderful. I thought I was showing her that I was taking being a father seriously, that I was listening to her, that I was doing what needed to be done because I loved her, and I loved that we were a family.

“Because I love you, and you deserve everything.”

Robbie was full of yawns by the time dinner was over. He begged me to stay and read to him. He didn’t yet understand that I wasn’t going anywhere. Gabriella watched as I read, and then tucked him in. She turned off his light and dragged me from his room, quietly closing the door behind us.

She led me down the hall to her room and closed that door as well.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d swear you were planning on seducing me,” I chuckled as I ran my hands around her waist and pulled her against me.

“That’s the plan.”

“But I didn’t pack a toothbrush,” I weakly mock-protested.

“I have extras in the closet.” She began unbuttoning my shirt. “I can’t believe you went and bought a car and that teddy bear. I’m going to have to charge it rent. And just… everything.”

I stilled her hands and with a finger, tipped her chin up so she could look me in the eyes. “I love you, Gabriella. You have turned my world upside down, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

This time when I kissed her, I felt her need. Her kisses became greedy, and she began tugging at her clothes. I lifted her and placed her on the bed. I got rid of my clothes, and she wiggled out of hers.

Her skin was cool to the touch, but her hands felt like fire when they skimmed over my skin. I had already committed every curve of her to memory, and my fingers knew exactly how soft her skin should feel.

I was overwhelmed when I spread my hand out across her belly. We had a baby growing there. Already had one, sleeping in his own bed. I couldn’t convey how much I felt for this woman. Her lips claimed mine, and I was lost.

She was everything soft and sexy. She wrapped her legs around me and I sank into her. Her hips lifted to meet mine, and we were together as we belonged. I held myself against her, not moving, but reveling in the feeling of being surrounded so completely by her. Her mouth on mine, our limbs wrapped around each other, her heat capturing my cock.

My hips pulled back and I stroked into her. Her tiny moans were captured by my kisses. We slid against each other, body to body, skin to skin. This was so much more than seeing how many times I could make her cum, or if she would scream or not. This was claiming, possessing, giving. Everything I took from her; I gave the same of me. She was my everything. I needed her to know that. Wanted her to feel it with every cell of my being.

I slowed our pace, wanting to be in this moment forever. I looked down at her, her face framed with strands of sweaty hair, her lips swollen from kisses.

“What?” She ran her hands up my arms and held on to my shoulders. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

I shook my head. I didn’t have the words. “You feel amazing, you are amazing.”

She hiked her leg a little higher over my hip.

“You feel pretty damn good there yourself.” Her smile sent a shiver down over my skin followed by an infusion of heat. She messed with my senses in the best way possible.

“I’m going to love you forever, I already do,” I whispered.

She lifted her lips to mine. “I love you so much, Nathan,” she said just before she started kissing me again. Her lips softly coaxed me to respond with gentle presses and tender bites as she pulled my lower lip between her teeth.

The feel of her was too much, I could no longer hold still. I became a driving force and what had been gentle lovemaking was now primal and urgent. Our hips moved together with crashing force. Her fingers that had caressed me earlier now gripped and dug in, demanding urgency from me.

I pushed up on my arms, changing my angle, giving myself more leverage. I started to make deep growling moans. I couldn’t help it; I was nothing more than a grunting beast with her.

Gabriella reached up and covered my mouth with her hand. Her eyes were wide, and she looked off in the direction of our child’s room. I got the hint and ground my teeth together.

This was a hell of a time to be thinking about insulation and soundproofing.

“Tell me you locked the door,” I said.

Gabriella could barely make words. She was so fucking close, talking at the moment was next to impossible. She moaned something that sounded like it could have been a positive uh-huh and nodded.

Her body arched up against me. She tossed her back and gasped. I felt her muscles tense and grip and pull at me. Damn, she was beautiful when she came. She was wild and chaotic. She clawed at the sheets in desperation, and then she reached up and dragged me down to her. Her needy mouth sucked at mine. She was pulling me into her as best she could.

My body responded and I exploded, joining her in the overwhelming moments of orgasm. I pressed deep into her. I had enough energy and control to hold on for the wild ride that was taking us both.

We collapsed against each other, spent. I pulled her into my arms as I rolled off her. I didn’t think I had ever been happier.

“Will you stay?” she asked.

“You’re going to have a hard time getting rid of me,” I said against her hair.

“Why would I want to get rid of you? You do that so extremely well. Seriously, Nathan, stay.”

“I’m not going anywhere. I love you.”

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