Page 42 of Six of Hearts
“Okay."
I reached for the hem of her sweater. "Can I?"
She nodded, lifting her arms so I could pull it over her head. Underneath she wore a simple bra, and I traced the edge of it with my fingers.
"You're so beautiful," I murmured.
Gabriel moved behind her, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "So perfect."
His hands came around to unhook her bra, and she let it fall away. I cupped her breasts gently, reverently, and she let out a soft sigh.
"Feel good?" I asked.
“Yes."
I lowered my head and took one nipple into my mouth, circling it with my tongue. She gasped, her hands coming up to thread through my hair.
Gabriel's hands moved to the button of her jeans. "These too?"
"Please."
He slid them down her legs along with her underwear, and she stepped out of them. Now she stood before us completely bare, and the trust in that gesture made my chest tight.
"Lie down, baby," I said, guiding her to the bed.
She settled against the pillows, and I could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest. Nervous excitement.
"Who do you want first?" Julian asked.
She looked at me, then at Gabriel. "Both of you?"
"We can do that," Gabriel said, already pulling off his shirt.
I undressed quickly, and when I joined her on the bed, I took my time kissing her. Deep, slow kisses that were about connection as much as desire.
"You okay?" I murmured against her lips.
"More than okay."
I kissed down her neck, her collarbone, between her breasts. Taking my time. Savouring her.
Gabriel positioned himself behind her, his hands stroking her sides, her hips. "You're incredible," he said softly.
I moved lower, settling between her thighs.
"I've been wanting to do this since the last time we were together."
"Then don't make me wait," she said with a smile.
I didn't. I lowered my mouth to hers and tasted her slowly, thoroughly. She was already wet, and the sounds she made as I worked her with my tongue were intoxicating.
Gabriel continued touching her upper body, kissing her neck, whispering things that made her moan.
"Ronan," she gasped. "Oh god, that's—"
I crooked two fingers inside her, finding that spot that made her back arch. Her thighs trembled around my head.
"You close, baby?" I asked.
