Page 67 of Illusive
Lucky spotted one of his toys under the coffee table and ran to play with it.
“Angel.” Gideon’s arm dropped to his side. He sighed heavily, his shoulders finally relaxing before slumping from the weight of his demons.
She saw the instant his focus narrowed only to her by the familiar glint in his beautiful eyes. “You know… I can’t recall us ever going this long without making love to each other.”
Even after their miscarriage, they’d found ways to be physical and give mutual pleasure until it was safe to have intercourse. But the past few days had seen them needing their time in bed to catch what little sleep they could, plus they’d had a houseful of people. They had an exhibitionist kink they indulged in together, but only in mock ways. Neither of them was interested in sharing their searing intimacy with anyone else.
There’d been a point when Dr. Petersen had been concerned that they were using sex to avoid emotional accountability, but the truth was that sex was how they communicated best. It soothed them both, reminding them that whatever they faced, they did so together. As long as they had each other, that was all either of them truly needed.
His stance shifted, his hands sliding into the pockets of his slacks. In her love and their marriage, Gideon had no doubts, and she could see how being reminded of that restored a bit of his equanimity.
His gaze slid unhurriedly from her eyes to her mouth. As if he could taste her, his tongue slid slowly along the seam of his lower lip. She could almost feel that phantom lick, and her blood began to warm despite the lingering coolness in the air.
Her hands at her sides clenched when his sensual scrutiny lowered to her breasts and lingered. Color flagged his cheekbones as he stared, taking pleasure in simply looking at her. Admiring her. Desiring her.
Her breasts swelled in response, her nipples tightening into aching points until it became unbearable. She cupped the heavy curves in her hands, her fingers finding and tugging the hard tips. The front of his trousers tented with his growing erection, and her thighs squeezed together against the sudden ache between them.
He stood there, fully dressed and casually posed, with that stunning face and flawlessly honed body, and Eva’s very soul cried out for him, criedforhim, her forever and endless love.
Gideon’s chin lowered as his stare roamed over her tummy and paused at the denuded lips of her sex. She’d lasered the hair off long before they’d met, and he loved it, loved how he could taste and stroke every millimeter of sensitive skin.
“I’ve neglected your delectable cunt,” he murmured, his gaze so fiercely hot her skin warmed with it. “Haven’t I?”
“You’ve neglected nothing,” she refuted hoarsely. That he stood there perfectly presentable except for the thick bulge straining toward her gave Eva the courage to slide a hand between her legs. “You’ve managed everything and everyone faultlessly. But I need you now. Right here.”
He started walking toward her, his stride slow and easy. He was fully locked in on her; she knew nothing else was competing in his mind. There was restored confidence in his posture and gracefulness to his movements. At least for the moment, he didn’t question himself.
I was made to fuck you, he’d once told her. And they both knew without question that it was true.
Gideon’s hands left his pockets when he reached her, one sliding into her hair to grip her nape, the other catching the wrist of her hand between her legs and pulling it gently away. Her neck tilted back as she offered him her mouth, desperate for contact with his. His head lowered deliberately, drawing out the moments before his lips brushed hers. His tongue flicked softly, a teasing caress. She pushed onto her tiptoes, trying to deepen the kiss.
His smile was pure wickedness. “Your mouth isn’t where you indicated you wanted me.”
“I want you everywhere.” Her voice was rough with need and impatience. She hadn’t been aroused when she’d started this, and neither had he. But Gideon’s leanly muscular body was her playground, and her blood was now hot. The beat of his heart, so strong and sure, set the tempo for her life.
He lifted the hand she’d had between her thighs until he was nuzzling her fingers, his chest expanding as he breathed in her scent. His tongue slid over her fingertips, tasting her.
His eyes were dark pools of heated blue when he released her wrist. “Give me more.”
Eva was so aroused she squirmed with it, her breath coming in soft pants as she slid two fingers into her slick core. It wasn’t enough, that slender and shallow caress inside her, and it wasn’t his touch, which was as vital as oxygen.
His firm, sculpted lips parted as she lifted her hand. This time, Gideon wrapped his mouth around her fingers, sucking the taste of her in soft, rhythmic pulls. His low moan of pleasure made her shiver with desperate longing.
When he released her with a soft pop of suction, Eva pressed eager kisses to his chin and jaw. She tugged at his shirt to free it from his slacks, finding his warm, rough-satin skin and caressing him with greedy hands. His body heated at her touch, releasing the beloved scent of him until it filled her senses.
Her fingers traced the firm ridges of his abs. When he gave a breathless laugh at the tickling touch, she felt such joy it made her dizzy with relief.
“God, I love you,” she told him fervently. “I love you so damn much.”
Gideon kissed her then, the hand at her nape holding her in place for a ravenous possession. He took her mouth with breath-stealing hunger, his tongue thrusting and fucking. Stroking and licking. Tasting and savoring. She moaned, adoring the sensation of being held captive by his greater strength and size. That she was fully naked and he was fully dressed was so erotic that she felt wet between the lips of her sex.
Sliding a hand between them, Eva clutched the heft of his cock, rubbing her palm along the rigid length before cupping his heavy sac. His moan into their kiss was a tortured sound.
His steely control was yielding, spurring her from impatience to frantic need, her fingers unfastening the button and unzipping his slacks. She spread his fly and caught his waistband in her fingers, pushing it down to free his raging erection. It thrust up to his navel, thick and heavily veined, a stunningdisplay of his potent virility. She took the hard flesh in both of her hands, and Gideon’s big, powerful body shook at her touch.
“Angel,” he growled, his teeth nipping the curve of her lower lip. His hand pushed between her thighs, urging her to widen the spread of her legs.
She gripped his hips for balance, his beautiful cock straining between them. When he slid two fingers inside her, curving them to rub an ultra-sensitive spot, Eva cried out her pleasure into his ardent kiss.
