I’m ready. I’m ready.
“I’m ready,” she told him aloud in an unwavering voice. “James was my youthful mistake. I think I’ve been waiting for you forever.” She’d needed Gabe; she just hadn’t known it.
“Darlin’, I know I’ve been waiting for you all my life,” he rasped. “I think I knew the moment I saw you after you came home for good.”
“Then marry me, run away with me,” Chloe cajoled, thinking of nothing now except escaping for a while with the man she loved.
“I can’t say no because I want it too badly,” Gabe answered, sounding disgusted with himself.
“I want it, too,” Chloe told him as she gently crawled over his body and straddled him, looking down at his beloved face. “Say yes,” she demanded, giving him an expectant look.
Gabe was the man she always should have had, but hadn’t been lucky enough to find until now. In her heart, she thought that somewhere along the way, they’d missed connecting like they should have done years ago. He was the missing piece of her soul that she’d always needed, always longed for but didn’t possess.
He lifted a brow at her. “Getting demanding?”
She tilted her chin. “If I need to be.”
He grinned at her evilly. “Convince me.”
Did he think she wouldn’t take the lead? She leaned down carefully and planted her arms beside his head. “Okay. Let me know when you’re finally persuaded,” she said seductively into his ear. “Don’t move around too much. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
She deliberately let her breasts abrade his chest as she leaned down to kiss him. Although she was on top, Gabe immediately responded. Possessive hands slid down her back as his tongue delved into her mouth. She opened and let him in, giving back exactly what he was dishing out, their mouths merging in a sweet passion that brought moist heat flooding between her thighs. Her tongue dueled with his, meeting, merging, and then pulling back to do it all over again.
Urgent hands palmed her ass, and then stopped abruptly.
Chloe sat up, resting her hands on his shoulders. “Don’t, Gabe. Don’t be afraid to touch me any way that you want. I’m not afraid anymore,” she panted as he squeezed her butt cheeks.
“I’m afraid,” he admitted, his fiery eyes meeting hers. “I’m scared I’ll do something to scare you away, and I couldn’t stand that, Chloe. How I have you doesn’t matter. It only matters that I do have you. All the rest of it is just bedroom games. I don’t think I can ever forget what he did to you.”
Chloe knew he was comparing what happened between them to the horror of the videos. “You aren’t him, Gabe. Everything you do to me feels good. Someday I’d like to try everything with you. We’ll decide what we like and what we don’t like. I’m not letting my past experiences shadow my future—our future. This is new. This is us.” She quickly put a hand up to swipe her still-damp hair from her face so she could look at him without distraction. “Do you understand?” She placed her hand back on his shoulder. “I know you’re never going to hurt me.”
“I’ll do anything in my power to make sure nobody does,” he answered. “I’m not going to dwell on the past if you aren’t hurting from it. I just want to be with you. I just want you to be happy.”
His expression was so open and honest that Chloe wanted to cry. But she didn’t. No more crying for her. Not now. She had exactly what she’d always wanted, and the time for regrets was over. It was time to live. “I’d be happy if you’d just concentrate on satisfying this horrible ache I have inside me.”
She moved back and let her saturated core slide over his engorged cock.
“What ache?” he asked hoarsely.
“An empty one,” she moaned softly, rubbing her pussy against him again. “I think I need you.”
“I’m all yours, Chloe. Take me, take whatever you need,” Gabe urged.
Sitting up higher, she balanced her weight on her knees and ran her hands down his chest, reveling in the feel of his hot, damp skin. “Mine,” she told him possessively. Her covetous instincts were running as high as his right now.
She positioned herself over his shaft and slowly lowered herself down, feeling every inch of him as he filled the ache inside her. “Yes,” she hissed, throwing her head back as she moved lower, taking him until their groins met and they were completely merged.
“Fuck! You feel so good,” Gabe muttered in a graveled voice.
His hands grasped her hips, urging her to move.
Her heart was overflowing with joy as her body caught fire. Chloe moved slowly, lifting her hands to her breasts to eke as much pleasure from her body as she possibly could.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Take what you want,” Gabe encouraged huskily. “Own it.”
Finally feeling free with her body, Chloe knew what he was asking her to do. She let go completely as he lifted his hips and slammed up into her. She met every stroke of his cock, basking in every forceful thrust.
“I love you,” she moaned loudly, letting the words ring out and fill the room.
Gabe sat up and wrapped his arms around her, and Chloe leaned into him and put her arms around his neck, wishing she could crawl inside his body. Instead, she inhaled the heady scent of him, letting herself drown in pleasure as he rearranged her legs and continued a fierce, fast rhythm of plunging upward as she controlled a downward grind, catching onto the position quickly, and how it could pleasure her.