Page 123 of The Pursuit

I leaned back after kissing her deeply. “You actually inspired what I want to do next. My next dream.”

Her brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I’ve been doing some research about water therapy for kids with physical and developmental disabilities. I was thinking we could merge our talents.”

“You would want to work with disabled kids?”

I smiled. “Yeah, this amazing woman I know inspired me.”

“Oh Noah,” Gaby murmured before she threw herself into my arms. “Just when I think I couldn’t love you more, you go and do something else amazing.”

“While I was waiting on the school to take off, I figured I could do some coaching.”

Gaby pulled back to smile at me through her tears. “I think you would be amazing as a swim coach.”

“Really?”

“You’re great with kids.”

“I have my moments.”

She grinned. “There’s that cocky guy I fell in love with.”

“That cocky guy’s cock has really missed you.”

Gaby snorted. “Why am I not surprised you’ve managed to turn this moment into something sexual?”

I quirked my brows at her. “I could lock the door, and you could give me a celebratory quickie.”

“But you didn’t win anything today,” she protested.

“Are you kidding? I won the best prize there is.” I pulled her into my arms. “You.”

“You just had to go and say that, didn’t you?” she questioned breathlessly.

“It’s the truth.”

When Gaby rolled her hips against the growing bulge in my pants, I groaned. “Lose the pants, Fitzgerald,” she commanded.

“My pleasure.”

While I tore off my warm-up pants and jammers, Gaby jerked down her leggings and thong. Once she was naked from the waist down, I gripped her by the hips and hoisted her up onto the massage table. As she widened her thighs, I couldn’t help the moan at the sight of her wet center. “Already ready for me, baby.”

“Always.”

I wrapped my arms around her hips and jerked her forward onto my dick. We both gasped. “God, I’ve missed you,” I murmured as I began pumping my hips

“I’ve missed you, too,” she panted, her hands gripping my shoulders.

When I brought my lips to hers, our tongues began tangling against each other. In that moment, I knew I’d made the right decision. There was nothing that could compare to being this close to Gaby. To feel her slick walls clamping around my dick. The sweet smell of her perfume filling my nose. The smooth velvet of her lips on mine.

As long as she was with me, I would die a happy man. Especially if I went when I was between her legs.

“Mm, I’m close,” Gaby moaned.

“Not yet. Just a little longer,” I gritted out.

Just as I buried my head in her shoulder, a voice appeared outside the door.

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