Page 26 of Her Unflinching Warrior (Omega Sky)
“Easy,” Gideon whispered in her ear. “I’ve got you.”
Jada’s eyelids fluttered open and tiny bits of fluff were beginning to lazily drift down around them. She’d insisted she didn’t need to wear her coat for the walk so Gideon had been holding it for her, but he now held it out, then helped her thread her arms through the sleeves.
“You’re a nut for not wearing this earlier.”
“I’m a New Yorker,” she said proudly.
“Well let’s get your New York ass back to our hotel.”
“And to your hotel room?” she said hopefully.
“I do have quite the view,” he allowed.
“I’m sure it’s magnificent, I can’t wait to see it,” she grinned. “Now get a move on.”
* * *
Jada never noticedthe view from his room. But what she was seeing right now was still magnificent. Incredible, unbelievable, out of this world. A naked Gideon Smith was a work of art, and having him kneeling above her, a look of passionate intensity on his face, made her toes curl.
“Angel, you with me?”
All she could do was nod.
His grin flashed white. “You’re with me.” He eased down beside her and then he did that man move where he curled his arm around her head as he cupped one of her breasts, his thumb and forefinger playing with her nipple.
“Gideon, no teasing. We’re past teasing,” she protested.
“More kissing.”
“We’ve already kissed,” she whined.
“Not naked kisses,” he whispered.
His leg pressed its way past her smooth thighs, rubbing against her core. She jerked up and as she cried out, he captured her mouth.
His kiss was hot, deep, wet, and mind-blowing. Their tongues tangled and rubbed against each other. His fingers continued to toy with her nipple, but then he lifted his head, licked his fingers, and plucked at her other nipple. She hissed at the erotic feel, then the bastard had the nerve to blow across her tightened nub.
“Gideon,” she hissed.
He plucked harder, and she loved it, but two could play this game. She untangled her arms from around his back and raked her nails through his chest hair until she was scraping over his perfect male nipples.
“Again,” he ordered.
Jada complied, loving the way his light brown eyes turned dark with passion and his thigh pushed higher against her core. She opened her legs even wider, rubbing her clit against the rough hair on his leg. Sparks lit her up, and she started to tremble.
“Nuh-uh,” Gideon smirked as he rolled them over. Jada found herself flat on her back, Gideon kneeling over her like some kind of perfectly formed God. She reached out to grasp his cock, but he grabbed her greedy hands in one of his.
“Nope. You tried to get away with something without asking permission.”
Jada scowled. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“We’re in this together, or not at all, is what that means. We pleasure one another equally, no little side hustles.”
“A side hustle? That means I was working for something.” Jada tried to free her hands so she could touch his glistening chest.
“Weren’t you working for it? I work for your pleasure, you work for mine, and then we find pleasure together.”
He had a point.
