Finally, she notched him at her entrance. He wrapped his hands around the ties, holding on as she worked him inside in excruciatingly slow increments.
“You’re so big,” she whimpered between heaving pants.
He offered murmured encouragement as she continued to work herself around his cock. When she paused, head resting against the crook of his neck, his hips took over with shallow thrusts. He reveled in her muffled moans, feeling the vibrations of each one deep within his chest.
Sweat beaded across his forehead as she resumed control, her hands braced against his shoulder. She lifted herself onto her knees, took a deep breath, and then sank down until she had him completely buried to the hilt.
Their gasped curses echoed through the room. He had expected her to resume her shallow strokes up and down on his stiff cock. What he hadn’t prepared for was the way she circled her hips, dragging his length across her spongy G-spot.
“Fuck, baby. Just like that.” He continued to encourage her, hips thrusting helplessly as she twirled her hips around.
She choked out a breath right before she bent forward and told him his favorite words: “Jake, I’m going to come.” Right before she detonated, she bit into the meat of his shoulder. The shock of the pain made his balls draw up tightly as he came with a grunt, cock jerking as he unloaded himself. Her tight cunt milked his cock of every drop of cum. His vision went white as the orgasm coursed through his body.
Gia collapsed onto his chest, breath heaving, fingers fumbling with the ties. She loosened one arm, and he took care of the rest. Once freed, he wrapped his arms around her body, careful to lay her down across his mattress. He pressed a soft kiss to her temples, whispering he’d be right back as he ran to the bathroom to find a washcloth and run it under warm water.
Gia was exactly where he left her. With the warm cloth, Jake gently cleaned her up, being sure to avoid her overstimulated clit. She moaned slightly as he removed all evidence of his mess before tossing the washcloth into the hamper. Leaning forward, he placed a soft kiss against her mound. Gia’s hand found its way into his hair and massaged his scalp.
Pulling the comforter back, he gathered Gia into his arms. With her back to his front, he wrapped himself around her prone body, now relaxed in sleep.
With his fingertips, he brushed away her hair, curling around her ear before whispering softly in her ear that he loved her. And that she was never a mistake.
His heart’s rhythm stuttered until it matched hers.
He didn’t see the tears slipping out of the corners of her eyes at his confession.
Twenty-Seven
GIA
So, this is what home feels like.
Who knew it would be found in the arms of the man who had once broken her heart?
She was floating, detached from her body, witnessing Jake from above as he took care of her. Her limbs were leaden, as if she’d pushed her body to the limit. As he held her, a small, happy sigh slipped from her lips.
In his arms, Gia was safe. Protected.
His tender words, like a soft summer breeze, floated into her ears as she drifted off.
“I love you, Gia.” He’d placed a soft kiss on her temples. “You were never a mistake.”
It was his last sentence that made the shell around her heart shatter into a thousand pieces, revealing its soft center. She couldn’t stop the tears from falling as the influx of emotions overwhelmed her.
For years, she had carried the ache of those hurtful words, feeling as though the man she loved the most believed she was a mistake. It haunted every waking moment. But worst of all, shebelievedit.
There was no time machine to erase the years between them.No magic pill she could take to erase those memories. All they had was here and now.
The first thing she noticed was how sore she was. Almost like she’d been running a marathon or signed up for an extra-intense hot yoga class. Groaning, Gia stretched her arms overhead. She realized she wasn’t alone when she accidentally smacked Jake across the face. His sleepy grunt was the only response she got as she turned around to confront reality.
So, that really happened last night.Her lips curled up in a disbelieving smile.
A warm, golden glow from the sun peeked through the curtains, bathing one side of Jake’s handsome face. His usually clean jawline was now darkened with a five o’clock shadow, giving a harshness to his features that seemed out of place.
Jake was the light to her darkness. The sunshine to her thunderstorm. Inexplicably, something drew them together, like two magnets.
Her hand softly traced his smooth forehead, along the straight line of his nose. His bristles tickled her fingers as she traced his upper lip, smiling wider when he let out a soft moan. A quick glance confirmed he was still sound asleep. She continued her exploration, moving her hand down his prominent chin and chiseled jawline. His cheekbones could cut glass.
His face relaxed in sleep, giving him a more youthful appearance, reminding her of the boy she had always been in love with. She wondered how often anyone got to see this side of Jake, and vowed she would be the only woman in his life from here on out.
