Page 41 of Now & Forever
She fell in love with him all over again in that instance. The ardor in his eyes, the desire in his grip… they were both for her. Only her.
“What do you want, then?” It took no effort to soften her voice. She wanted him to hear that side of her, to witness the moment her eyes fluttered shut and she became his all over again.
James glanced down and then back into her eyes. “Been a while since you laid it on me.”
“Laid what?” Gwen ran her hands down his sides, delighting in the way his skin reacted to her touch. Perhaps it was the hot water making him shudder like that, but she desired to think it washer.“My love? My adoration? Mymouth?”
“Yeah. All of those.”
Their grins instantly matched each other’s in strength. Good to know that they were on the same wavelength after so long.
“That’s right.” James could go from mischievous master to domineering alpha-lord in half a second. That was the kind of self-control that made women like Gwen really,reallyget down on their knees. The shower floor was not the kindest soul to assist Gwen’s comfort, but she was also no stranger to digging her knees near her partner’s feet and leaving a trail of tender kisses all over his pelvis. “Get your hair all wet for me.”
She couldn’t tell if that was a jest. With James, it almost always was. “You want me wet from top to bottom, is that it?”
“I have got the most fantastic view from up here. Seriously, from now on, I command you to shower with a white T-shirt on.”
Gwen grabbed the base of his cock, a hiss escaping his teeth. Lesser men would’ve finished right there, especially if they had been “busy” before Gwen got there. Not James. She knew how well he held himself back, how far he could push himself before pain overtook pleasure – Gwen had personally seen him to that edge and back many, many times.
In those years, Gwen had fellated his cock countless times. She was so familiar with his maximum size that she knew best how to run her tongue down the length of his shaft and relax her jaw to accommodate the girth coming into her mouth.
There had been a learning curve, long, long ago. Gwen was experienced at oral pleasures, but James was one of the biggest men she ever serviced. Even a woman like her had to sometimes take it easy and let her tongue do most of the work.
Growls loud enough to drown out the spray of shower water encouraged her to swallow as much of him as she could. By the time Gwen was overwhelmed by musk and the heat of his skin, she had forgotten everything that had bothered her over the past year.
What year? Hadn’t they always been this close, this reverent of each other’s bodies and the urges they cultivated? Gwen couldn’t remember a time when they didn’t embrace each other’s pleasure and make the most out of lovemaking. From the day he slammed her against the office wall and pounded her until he came, Gwen had been his.
The most blessed thing about it was that their possession of one another wasn’t vocalized until well into their relationship. It didn’t need to be. They simply felt it, and it was.
She worshipped this man. He idolized her. Together, they were in an endless loop of need and devotion, the perfect balance few couples ever achieved.
Gwen might as well worship the fuck out of him right now.
That was part of the game, after all, and they were always playing little games both in and out of the bedroom. As much as Gwen loved the dominant way James threw himself around his own house, she loved it even more when she could crack that façade and get a silly grin of disbelief out of him. Which he bestowed upon her when she sucked him so hard that he almost lost it right then and there.
She lived for those moments. The look into his softened heart. Many people knew how amicable James Merange could be, but they often didn’t see this side of him. Good. Because Gwen wanted it all for herself.
Wasn’t that what this past year had been about? Wanting to keep James forherself?
He was close to climax, and would soon reach a point that even he couldn’t prevent. James sensed it as well. He commanded her to stop, and she did so without hesitation, the shower water rinsing away anything lingering between her mouth and his cock.
James shut off the shower. Gwen reached for the hem of her shirt to rip it off, but when he asked her to keep it on, she didn’t question it. While she was still on her knees, waiting for him to tell her what to do next, James grabbed a towel and dried himself off, careful to not touch his erection. Gwen looked on in desperate need for her own relief. After all, she could no longer blame the shower for how hot she was.
The towel landed on the bathroom floor. James pulled Gwen up by the hands and took her into his arms, carrying her to their bed in the other room and dropping her, wet clothes and all, on top of the comforter.
The thrilling ride in his arms only made her more desperate.
Without a word, James ripped off the cotton shorts still clinging to her thighs. Her exposed pussy and the cold air hitting her heat made her sigh into the bedspread; him prying her legs apart and bringing her naked flesh to his all but guaranteed that this was about unfettered possession.
Gwen let out a cry of submission when he entered her.
The white T-shirt made sure the bed was damp beneath her. James’s hands smacking her ass and grabbing her breasts through the thin strip of cloth keeping them tucked against her chest made her relent to his whim and agree that she was his, now and forever.
He grabbed her slick hair. She spread her legs and enticed him to go deeper. Together, they were one.
James held out long enough for Gwen to scream into the bedspread, her body rolling and undulating in climax now that she had what she subconsciously wanted for so long. She sucked him in and ensured that he wouldn’t leave her when orgasm finally got him.
He didn’t pull out. If anything, he made sureshewouldn’t go anywhere when he pinned her down by the shoulders and grabbed her hip, immobilizing her thrashing body.
The heat came quick. Every burst of his cock and groan in his throat was an announcement to the world that she could never, ever belong to anyone else.
Five minutes later, when her mind was her own again, she made good on his promise to take turns. James wasn’t going anywhere until he knew that he would also never belong to any other woman.
