Shit, she was killing me.
“Babe—”
“Don’tbabe me. I want you now, Bodie.”
Fuck.
Pushing in a little bit, then a tad more, I felt her start to stretch around me. She was so fucking tight I thought I might die as her walls clenched my cock tight.
I was hanging on by a thread.
Gemma gripped my ass cheeks and her nails dug into my flesh as I pushed in even farther. She let out a small cry and went still. I stopped and stared down into her eyes which shimmered with tears.
“Dammit, I didn’t want to hurt you, love.”
“Bodie, we knew this would happen. It’s my first time and you’rehuge.” The way she said huge had me almost laughing and I might have if she wasn’t in pain. “Move, you need to move.”
Slowly, I pulled out some and then slid back in. Each time I did that she got wetter and her body took me in more. She was moaning now and before I knew it I was balls deep inside her.
When she pulsed around my cock, my eyes rolled back in my head and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I started moving faster and her body responded.
She moaned as her hips rocked into mine at a perfect tempo with my thrusts. Gemma was driving me insane and I was doing everything I could to hold out so she found her next release first.
Circling my hips caused her to scream my name over and over. Her tight channel gripped my shaft like a vice and her legs flexed before beginning to shake uncontrollably.
The way she responded to my every touch and every move, along with her orgasm detonating, triggered my own. My back flexed and a thunderous noise sounded in my head. Then it felt like a volcano erupted inside me as hot lava shot out, filling the condom. I roared as she shouted my name again over and over. It took us both some time before the aftershocks of our coming together slowed.
Leaning over, I kissed her sweet lips. “Don’t move, I’ll be right back, I just need to take care of this condom.” I also needed to clean her up.
Moving into the bathroom, I threw the condom away and grabbed a warm washcloth, then headed back to the bedroom. Sitting down on the side of the bed, I reached between her legs and gently wiped the remnants of her release away.
My gaze connected with hers and her cheeks flushed bright red. I could see she was embarrassed but I needed to take care of her, and she let me. When I was done, I haphazardly tossed the cloth to the floor and climbed into the bed beside her, dragging the sheet and blanket up over us.
She snuggled in close and threw her leg over mine like we did every evening. I loved the feel of her body against me and the strands of her silky hair on my chest.
“Are you okay?” I asked her.
After letting out a sigh, she said, “I’m so much better than okay.” She pushed up on my chest and looked at me. “You sure rose to the occasion.” She laughed at herself and I swatted her ass.
Her eyes filled with desire and my cock took notice.
“Already?” she asked in wonder.
I shrugged my shoulders. “I can’t help what you do to me, love.”
Gemma sucked in a breath and hesitated. I could tell she was going to say something but looked nervous. I prayed it wasn’t anything bad, but what she did have to say further captured my heart and it would always belong to her from that moment on.
“I love you Bodie. And I hope that doesn’t scare you, but I need you to know.” She paused again, working through the emotions that shone brightly in her eyes. “I didn’t know what it meant to love a man but I saw it shining on every one of my friend’s faces when they met their perfect matches.”
She placed her hand on my chest and absently began rubbing circles. “Now for the first time, I know what it feels like. Because you’re buried deep in my heart.”
I’d punished myself for five years for not being there for Isabelle when she died and for five years I accepted the chatter in my head that beyond my children, love wouldn’t exist again.
Not for me anyway.
But Gemma broke through that barrier that I’d put around my heart and soul. She showed me how to love again and made me realize I was worthy of love in return. When she said she loved me, I believed her with every beat of my heart.
Hearing her say she loved me was like not just winning a prize, but the grand prize.
