Page 28 of For Always
But…he was waiting.
And she was here, looking at his chiseled back and veiny arms. She licked her lips slowly and felt her fingers going lax. The camera fell to the floor soundlessly and she stepped closer to him. They were so close now she could smell him. That all-man scent that had her already swollen vulva lips pulsating.
“Whenever you’re ready,” he prodded.
Was she ready?
Her arm was lifting as she watched her darker fingers touch the paler skin of his back. The muscles were hard, the skin taut, the sheen of sweat covering him cool to the touch. She put her other hand on him, fingers exploring every contour from his shoulders down to the curve of his torso. She stopped at the ban of his shorts, her heart thumping wildly in her chest. Her lips were dry, or was it her mouth? No, she thought as she licked her lips again, her mouth was watering. Her hands were moving again, tracing a path up both his arms, loving the feel of his corded veins and rigid muscles.
“Gabriella,” he whispered.
She was ready.
Her arms went around his waist, her hands flattening over the cool material of his shorts. She gasped when her fingers stumbled upon his thick erection. Before she could stop herself she was wrapping her fingers around him, pressing her breasts to his bare back. He moved, making an adjustment, and then her hand was wrapped around the heated length of his naked dick.
Warmth flooded through her and she leaned in, resting her forehead against his sweaty back. She moved her hand up and down, faster and faster. He pumped into her hand, groaning and whispering her name.
Gabriella had never been this aroused before. She’d never felt this liberated and exhilarated in her life. She nipped the skin of his back as she continued to stroke him and when he hissed out a breath, she licked over the skin where she’d bitten.
“You’re gonna make me come, baby,” he was saying as he continued to thrust into her hand.
“Yes,” she whispered, “I want you to come. I need you to—”
Tyler went still, his dick pulsating in her hand as warm liquid oozed down her fingers.
Gabriella sighed as if she too had come from this little tryst. She kissed his back again, pressing her now tight nipples against him in an effort to continue this gloriously aroused feeling. She wanted it to last forever, to carry her to a place she’d never before dreamed of being.
Tyler wasn’t the kind of man she’d ever thought of being with. He wasn’t a suit and tie professional and they had nothing in common. Nothing but this passion that had been steadily brewing between them since day one.
“I was ready,” she admitted to him. “I was ready for you and so I came to you. Just like you asked.”
She waited a moment, letting her own words sink in, before realizing he hadn’t replied.
“Tyler?”
He didn’t answer.
She slid her hands from around him and was about to call his name again, but she looked down first. Her hands were wet, sticky and covered with blood.
The scream ripped from Gabriella’s throat and she sat up so fast in the bed that for a second she felt dizzy. Then she felt sick to her stomach and humiliated that the dream had found her, even as far away as Texas, it had still found her. She ran to the bathroom, ripping off her clothes and stepping quickly into the shower. As the hot water ran over her skin she prayed it cleansed her completely. She prayed for this nightmare to be over and to finally be set free.
A week later, Gabriella sat astride Brown Eyes, her hands comfortably holding the reins as she leaned forward to rub his forehead and whisper to him that she intended to have a nice ride.
“You two finished bonding over there?” Tyler asked.
“We’re just getting to know each other,” she said. “When I learned to ride my instructor said it was good for rider and horse to be on the same level regarding expectations.”
Gabriella had only expected a nice leisurely ride this morning. She wasn’t so sure she was going to get it since she hadn’t gotten much sleep in the last week. Her days had been spent working with the construction crew she’d hired to knock down a couple walls in the main house, and completely re-configure the employee residences to afford them more privacy. In her opinion, the fact that a husband and wife weren’t allowed to bunk together because the current residences were set up like a college dormitory was ridiculous. Dessie and Tyler had agreed once they’d read the memo that Gabriella wrote and emailed to them. She was also supervising Naomi who was a great help and full of ideas.
That kept her busy during the day. At night, it had been another story entirely. She’d had dinner with Tyler each night as a way of going over what was being done and what else would be required. At least that’s what she told herself. It wasn’t because they were dating. That would have been silly. Especially since Tyler hadn’t tried to kiss her or even mention the attraction he’d declared was brewing between them. In fact, Gabriella could safely say that Tyler was being a perfect gentleman.
It was her traitorous body and warring thoughts that had Gabriella tense and distracted. That was why she’d decided to stop putting off the morning ride with Tyler. She was hoping this would give her some quiet time and that the fresh morning air would provide some sort of balance to the upheaval her life had been for far too long.
And that was partly Tyler’s fault. He was riding the horse she’d seen him with the first day they’d met, named GG.
“I thought we’d just ride along the line of the property today,” Tyler was saying.
Gabriella tightened her thighs against Brown Eyes and guided the horse to fall in step beside Tyler and GG.
