Page 86 of A Fearless Heart
Gabe’s rhythm increased, and he quickly moved one hand to tip her head away.
He came abruptly. But then his mouth was on hers and she melted at his kisses, each deeper yet softer than the last. He was still swearing under his breath, a blasphemous litany that she felt was quite flattering, actually.
“Cady,” he said at last. “You undid me.”
She smiled. “Yes, I know.”
“Howdid you know how to do that?”
“I just thought you might like it. You seemed to enjoy my breasts before.”
“Before, now, and always.” He smiled. “You took all my fantasies and threw them out the window and I don’t even care because I can remember this night until I die.”
“Oh, Gabe, you can still have your fantasies. But I do think one thing about them is wrong.”
He frowned. “What’s that?”
“You wouldn’t need to chain me up.”
His eyes widened. “Are you real?”
“Would you lie down with me now?” she asked a little shyly, which was ridiculous at this point in the evening. “On the bed?”
He stood up from the chair, picking her up along with him. He brought her to the bed and lay her down, stretching beside her, running his hands along her body.
“How are we still wearing clothes?” he muttered.
“Impatience,” she said.
“Oversight.” He quickly moved to shuck off his already-half-off clothing, and then very gently removed the delicate gown she still had on, careful not to rip anything. Then he told her to lie next to him, half on him. He turned his head to kiss her lingeringly. Cady smiled, feeling delightfully warm and hazy and safe.
He seemed to like tracing circles on her skin, and then occasionally finding a specific place on her body that just had to be kissed slowly. Cady used her fingers to follow the contours of muscles very foreign to her.
He let her play, but eventually his expression sharpened into lust again.
“Give me your hand,” he said.
Cady did, and he pulled it down to his cock, once again hard. She didn’t need more clues—she began to stroke him, loving the way his breathing changed with every touch.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she murmured.
“Are you ready?” he asked. It was both a challenge and a subtle plea for permission.
She answered him by pulling away the sheet covering her.
With a growl of approval, he flipped her onto her back and pressed his knee between her legs, parting them. He bent down and laid kisses all along her stomach, up and down. His hands slid beneath her bottom and squeezed and massaged and petted her until she was gasping into her pillow.
Then he slid one hand between her legs and eased his fingers into the wetness there. Cady bucked and heard him chuckle, delighted with the effect he was having on her. She moaned when his fingers plunged into her center, stirring up so much dark pleasure that she had no words to tell him how good it felt.
He quickened his pace, his fingers seeking some place within her that made her moan with ecstasy every time they touched it. She rolled her hips, helping him hit that place, begging him to bring her to completion.
But he didn’t, stopping just short of her peak. He shifted on the bed, his thighs against hers, his shaft pressing into her cleft.
“You want this?” he asked, his expression serious.
“More than anything.”
Gabe exhaled as he slid into her. Cady inhaled, not anticipating the fullness she felt, almost too much pressure. But he moved slowly, letting her get used to him. And she was already so aroused that the sensation of his cock nearly tipped her over the edge.
