Page 39 of Six of Hearts
I loaned her one of my shirts to sleep in, and seeing her in it—drowning in the fabric, her legs bare beneath—made me want things I was too tired to act on.
We climbed into bed, and she curled into me, her head on my chest. The skin-to-skin contact, the warmth of another body next to mine—I hadn't realised how desperately I'd been craving this.
We both drifted off to sleep.
The shifting of a body next to me pulled me from sleep sometime later. I wasn't used to sharing my bed anymore, so when Aria moved, I stirred.
I must have rolled away from her in my sleep, because she was scooting backward, her ass pressing against me. Most men woke up hard, but with Aria unintentionally grinding against me, my cock was achingly hard and ready.
I'd gotten enough sleep to feel human again. I was finally ready to take what I wanted so badly earlier.
I moved my hand around her stomach and slipped it up under the shirt she wore—my shirt. She'd taken off her bra to sleep, and her bare breasts were warm and soft under my palm.
I brushed my fingers over her nipple, and her body twitched. I did it again, and she responded with a soft sound. She was sensitive there, definitely awake now.
I circled her nipple gently at first, then began to tug and roll it between my fingers, bringing it to a stiff peak. As I worked, Aria started to let out sleepy, half-awake moans. My other hand slid down into her underwear, finding her already wet.
I teased her entrance, then circled her clit, alternating between the two while continuing to play with her breasts.
Aria's moans grew louder, and suddenly she was pressing back against my hand, seeking more.
"Gabriel," she breathed.
"Good morning," I whispered against her ear. I circled her clit faster while squeezing and teasing her breast.
"You're so wet already."
She turned her head, and I captured her mouth in a kiss, our tongues sliding together as the heat built between us. She continued to press against my hands, moaning into my mouth.
Feeling how ready she was, I knew exactly what I wanted. I threw back the blanket and repositioned myself between her legs. I kissed her deeply, then moved down her body until I could settle between her thighs.
I hooked my fingers in her underwear and pulled them off, tossing them aside. I pressed a kiss to her centre, and she let out a sharp breath.
I kissed her again, then again, finally sliding my tongue along her slit. She moaned loudly and threaded her fingers into my hair.
I started methodically—dipping my tongue inside her, then licking up to her clit, sucking there before sliding back down. Aria was making continuous sounds of pleasure, and I could feel her body shuddering each time I focused on her clit.
But before long, I lost myself in it. She tasted incredible, and I was quickly becoming addicted. I started devouring her with intensity, and she began to come apart, one orgasm rolling into the next. Each time she tried to pull away, I wrapped my arms around her thighs and held her in place.
I could see my fingers pressing white marks into her skin, and she was crying out so loudly I briefly worried about waking Caleb—but not enough to stop.
I was consumed by her, wildly working my tongue over her clit, obsessed with the way her body shook in response. I slid a finger inside her and worked it in and out while I continued to taste her everywhere else.
"Gabriel," she whimpered. "It's too much."
Too bad. She was so sweet I couldn't get enough, and she was just going to have to endure a few more.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, and suddenly Aria went quiet. I worried for a second that I'd hurt her, but then I felt a rush of wetness around my finger. I pulled it out, and she released a stream of fluid, letting out a loud moan as her hips shook.
I'd never made a woman do that before, and the sight of it made me wild.
I stood and yanked off my pants, and when I caught a glimpse of Aria's face, my cock throbbed. Her cheeks were flushed, her pupils blown wide, her hair a mess across the pillow. She looked thoroughly wrecked, and I'd done that to her.
"Hurry," she breathed. "I want you inside me. Make me come again.”
I didn't hesitate. I grabbed her legs, pulled her to the edge of the bed, and thrust inside her in one smooth motion.
"Yes!" she cried out.
