I moved faster, my insides fluttering, my breaths coming in pants. Rejuvenated by adrenaline and the warmth radiating throughout my body, I slammed myself down harder on his length.
So good. So very fucking good.
I grabbed hold of his head and clutched him to my chest, desperate for more. Ground my core against him, chasing the tingling in my belly that promised satiated bliss.
“Gideon…”
His hands found my ass. Squeezed and tugged. Fingertips dug in—but didn’t bruise.
My thighs burned from lifting and lowering, and my insides shook as I hovered on the edge of climaxing.
Need pain…need more…
Gideon pulled back to lounge again and held my gaze, his thumb finding my clit. He shifted his hips and thrust up to meet me. Once. Twice. Without pain. Just spine-tingling pleasure.
“Oh…” I bit my lip, my entire body trembling. Grasping…reaching for what his stroking finger and insistent hips intended to give.
“Take it, Addilyn.”
“Yes…oh yes!” I choked on a cry as my climax swept over me, soaking his hand and his rippled abs. Every pulse throbbed my core around his thrusting length.
I smacked at his hand strumming my sensitive clit, but he refused to stop. Held my gaze, our souls seemingly entwined.
“Again, princess.”
He made me come a second time, drenching him while I whimpered out his name, shuddering.
“Christ, Addilyn.” Gideon grabbed hold of my hips and slammed me onto his dick, his eyes going dark, hazed with passion.
Heat erupted inside me, his throaty groan causing my skin to pebble.
“Oh God!” Another spasm rocked through me, and I ground against his groin like I couldn’t get him deep enough.
“So fucking hot. Fuck, princess.” He kneaded my ass cheeks, his length giving one last twitch inside me. Sanity returned to his eyes as his head tipped back to rest against the pillow while I struggled to fill my lungs.
“Jesus.” He smirked, letting out a chuckle while heaving for breath. “Told you.”
“Jackass.”
Within a blink, my back met the mattress, my pussy empty.
Gideon knelt between my legs, his focus between my thighs.
His cum oozed from my core, and he smeared it all over my lower lips, my clit—down over my asshole.
I flinched, my stomach tightening.
He lifted his gaze to my face, his fingertip rimming my hole. “Did that fuckface take you here?”
“Yes,” I whispered on a gasp, hating that my skin crawled, that I wanted to slam my thighs closed against Gideon’s gentle touch. Lloyd hadn’t been anything but harsh when he’d stolen that part of my innocence, and I hadn’t allowed anyone touch me there since.
“Did you come?”
“N-No.”
“Mmm.” Gideon kept my eyes ensnared with his, slick finger still sliding around my puckered hole I clenched tight. Back and forth. Teasing, almost feeling—good. “Whose hands are on you, princess?”
I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d held, all thoughts of Lloyd fleeing from the tingles sweeping across my skin over Gideon’s feather-light caresses. My hole relaxed beneath his touch. “You are.”