was what I’d been
missing. I spread my legs was wide as possible and a thousand
blissful nerve endings shuddered with impossible ecstasy. Gideon
thrust mercilessly again and again on an unrepentant mission for
satisfaction. My body was wracked by waves of pounding delight and
it was when I finally screamed my climax and dug my nails into his
broad back that he released himself. His shudder tore through us
both and I felt the spurt of his hot seed coating my
depths.
When he finally withdrew I whimpered
lightly, sorry to feel his retreat. His damp head collapsed on my
breasts as he panted. “Shit,” he said. “Holy shit.”
I cradled his head, kissing his brow.
He rose up on his elbows and looked at me almost shyly. “Is it
always like that?”
“ No,” I said
truthfully.
He ran a finger lightly across my left
nipple. “Better than my dreams,” he whispered.
I cupped his face in my hands. “Mine
too.” Our next kiss was as sweet as our first one had been, so long
ago. Finally he broke away and nestled his head between my breasts,
content to rest quietly until he was ready again. It didn’t take
long.
After a few hours I lost count of how
many times we coupled in a heady succession of orgasmic thunder.
Gideon seemed intent on remedying a lifetime of self-denial in one
night and he was keen to experiment. Although he was very intent on
his own pleasure, he always held off until he felt me clench and
moan to another conclusion. However, following a decisive pounding
from behind over the kitchen table, I was becoming rather
sore.
“ Gideon,” I panted. “Can we
take a little break?”
He was instantly sheepish. “Hell, I
guess I’ve been a little demanding.”
I smiled wryly. “Just a little bit. Oh,
believe me, I don’t mind.” I ran a hand over his chest and looked
up into his eyes, speaking seriously. “I’ve never felt anything
like what you’ve made me feel tonight.” I kissed him long and deep.
And then again felt his desire hardening, pushing into the soft
flesh of my belly.
He stepped back. “Can’t help it,” he
said bashfully.
I took his hand. “Let’s go
outside.”
He was surprised. “Like this?” We were
both naked and sticky with a mix of sweat and sexual
essence.
“ Like this,” I said firmly
and pulled him along.
The night offered cool relief compared
to the stifling confines of the small house. There was a patch of
thick grass over where my mother used to keep her herb garden and
it was there I kneeled down. Gideon moved to follow me to the
ground but I firmly stopped him, wanting to enjoy the full sight of
him in the moonlight. He moaned when I closed my mouth around the
hard extension of his seemingly endless lust. I licked the sides,
my tongue lingering on the tip, teasing lightly until he gripped my
by the hair and pushed himself more deeply inside my mouth. He was
so large I couldn’t accept his entire length, but let him slide in
and out as he pleased. Once I cast my eyes upward and saw his head
was thrown back in mute ecstasy. I teased, nibbling lightly, until
he began to come once again. Then I fit him fully into my mouth and
swallowed everything he gave.
“ Acie,” he moaned, sinking
beside me on the grass.
I sat back, relishing the sensual feel
of the grass on my backside. Gideon gently touched my lips, then
reached lower, gently fingering that deep slit which still dripped
with all the seed spent that night. “I love you,” he said, his
voice husky and filled with emotion.
I pushed his fingers more deeply
inside. “I love you too.”
We slept intertwined in my small bed.
The closer morning came, the more anxious I was. I had no doubts
about being with Gideon. I meant it completely when I accepted his
offer of forever. But there was more to consider. First, we needed
to tell my father. Then, we could worry about the rest of the
world. Or more specifically, the world inside Luna Junction. I
remembered Michael Casteel’s cruel touch and I shivered.
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