Page 57 of João
“It is so you.” Her wonder settled in my chest. Hope wasn’t a friend of mine but with Gisele, I felt it all the damn time.
“Thank you, Peace.”
Gisele paused caressing the cross, whirling to face me at my words.
“You haven’t called me that in a while.”
“Apparently, I was being a coward.”
“Oh?” Kicking her heels off, Gisele padded around the room, the plush carpet muffling her steps.
“You scare me, Gisele. You fucking challenge me to evolve. Constantly.”
“I get that. You do as well. I thought I knew…”
I chuckled in solidarity.
“Same here. I thought I had it figured out.”
“And we did, and that was valid for what we needed before each other.” Gisele shrugged. Goosebumps erupted all over my arms as she genuflected, resting herself on her knees, palms up facing me. Her gorgeous brown eyes focused on my face, heat crawled up my neck, and suddenly air was a hot commodity.
Fuck me.
She was it.
I was on some bullshit all this time because I’d understood she was it. But understanding and trusting are two different things.
“Oh, boa menina, I’m so honored you had patience. I fucking get it now. I do.”
The soft carpet yielded as I approached her. Supple skin under my thumb, a streak of red smeared over her cheek as I trailed her lipstick away from her plump lips.
“You want it all, don’t you, boa menina?”
“Yes, Master, I want it all.”
Gisele on her knees, eyes filling with tears unlocked that final barrier. If my Heaven wanted it all, then she would have it all.That was my main purpose moving forward. All the other shit was noise if my Gisele and my family were good. Then I would be good. The shit was that simple and I had been making it complicated as fuck.
That stopped tonight.
the night
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“You’re mine. All mine. Do you understand? Don’t you play games with me, boa menina, like the ones you started tonight. No more bratting, you hear me?”
Her neck yielded under my fingers. Gisele’s nose flared at my warning, her gaze connected with mine as I squeezed just enough to exert pressure, getting her to stand up slowly.
Her breath of mint and rain touched my lips, her taste taunting me.
“I understand, Master.” Gisele’s determined words were an invitation. Her lush cleavage rose and fell, and when it fell, her shoulders relaxed, her stance open and her palms facing me.
A bolt of white-hot energy erupted in me, leaving behind certainty and an overwhelming sense of peace.
Stepping into her space, I breathed her air, matching the rise of my chest with hers. Fingers linked, I lost myself in her brown eyes, the flow of our blood equalizing as our breaths synchronized. Her scent mingled with mine, the tick of her pulse telegraphing our timing. Gisele’s red tinted mouth opened, herlower lip trembling. Thirst hit me fast and inevitable; the only liquid that would calm me came from her lips. From all her lips.
Magnetism did its work, pulling us together, erasing the gap that should have been obliterated a long ass time ago.
Gisele moaned and her eyes fluttered closed, her eyelashes hiding the longing. She sighed, letting go, and I swooped in, finally conquering what was rightfully mine.
