“I can be your vibrator,” he muttered. He pulled out, then sank in again, the thick head of his cock bumping right against a particularly sensitive knot of nerves.
She gripped his shoulders tight, hungry and selfish, the motion of his hips making her toes curl. “I like that.”
“Good. I want to give you everything you like.” He leaned up on one elbow and ran his thumb over her clitoris and she bit her lip. A couple strokes was all it took for her to come, her breath breaking as he fucked her through one orgasm and then a second, smaller one, before he shuddered in her arms.
He collapsed on top of her. They lay in silence for a long time, his breathing tickling her ear. She nestled close, pulling him in tighter despite the fact that he was crushing her. This was exactly how he’d fallen on her that night he was drunk and she drove him home. Except this time, they were both naked, and he was still inside her.
It was heaven.
“Are you really okay?” she asked.
He didn’t answer, just buried his face between her breasts. She stroked his hair, unsure of what to say. “If anyone said something cruel to you...” She paused. “It’s because it’s a shock. Give them time.”
He shook his head. “No. Everything’s fine.” He withdrew from her and rolled away, taking care of the condom and dropping it into the wastebasket at the side of the bed.
She was cold, but she warmed instantly when he pulled her back into his arms and adjusted the covers. She rested her head over his heartbeat while he tucked the comforter around her shoulders.
“Why did you chase after your father?”
She closed her eyes. “I had to tell him something.”
He stroked her back. “What?”
The whole evening was taking on a hazy quality, like it was already a distant memory. “That he abused me and he means nothing to me.”
His thumb stroked over her shoulder. “Do you feel better?”
She inhaled. “Yes.”
“Nothing quite like confronting an abusive parent.”
She craned her neck. Gabe sounded like he knew what he was talking about. “Was Robert—”
“No. He was as good of a father as he could have been, in secret.”
“Your birth mother, then.”
He gave a tiny nod.
“I heard she gave you up.”
“She just... left one day. They found me wandering around an alley, barely clothed, trying to find food in a dumpster. She didn’t report me missing for hours.”
Eve flinched, trying to imagine the sweet apple-cheeked toddler in that photo on Gabe’s shelf, digging through scraps. “My God, was she arrested?”
“My understanding is Robert and Tani made sure she wouldn’t face legal charges in exchange for her giving up her parental rights.”
“Have you ever spoken to her?”
“Yes. I wanted to see where I came from.” He grimaced. “I felt guilty for even looking. But I grew up not quite looking like anyone around me. For once, I wanted to see a resemblance. Feel like I belonged.”
“What was she like?”
“My biological mother?”
“Yeah.”
“Uh, she tried to blackmail me, so not great.” Eve reared back in shock and he raised his hand. “It’s fine, I’m not still upset. She seemed nice at first, and a part of me actually thought she might have just been young and dumb and made a mistake when she abandoned me. Then she demanded money. So I cut all ties.”
