Can't Help Falling in Love
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She knew a flush covered her cheeks as she nodded. Before, when she’d had this fantasy, it had been a nameless, faceless man blindfolding her. Gabe had starred in every single one of her fantasies since the fire.
He lowered the silk over her eyes and gently lifted her head from the pillow to tie it. “Can you see anything?”
She could see light creeping in along the edges, but that was all. “No.”
“Good.” Promises of sensual pleasure filled the short word. “If you can promise to stay just where you are, to trust me to make you feel good, we’ll save tying you to the bedposts for another one of my fantasies.”
She was shocked that she could become even more aroused. Somehow, without her ever giving voice to her hidden desires, he knew them.
His warm hands covered her br**sts, then, his fingers rolling over her erect ni**les. “You like that plan, don’t you, sweetheart?”
Since her body had already answered him, it was fairly easy to say, “Yes.” She licked her lips. “I like it very much.”
She heard him groan softly, felt the mattress shift beneath his weight as he moved. “My sexy little risk-taker.”
Her surprise at his words got lost in the sensation of Gabe settling between her thighs, his hands on the sensitive skin between her legs, pushing her open for him.
“If you could only see how wet you are.”
His fingers pressed gently against her panties, which she knew had to be soaked by now from the way he was teasing her. Right from the start, she’d loved the way he spoke to her, the super-sexy, slightly dirty talk that she’d never thought to experience...but had always secretly wondered about.
His heat seared her and she bucked into his hand. She was so close already that it wouldn’t take much more to push her over the edge. Especially with her vision taken away, every touch, every scent, every sound was so much more potent. So much more powerful.
And then, suddenly, wet warmth covered her, his tongue stroking her through the pink lace.
She had to put her hands in his hair, had to buck her hips up into his mouth. There was no skin-on-skin contact, but it didn’t matter. She didn’t need it, just more of the delicious pressure of—
“Oh God.” The words left her mouth as he pulled aside her panties and his tongue was there. On her. Over her. In her.
His fingers were everywhere at once as his tongue and teeth worked over her most sensitive flesh. One caressed her br**sts, pinching her ni**les just perfectly, the other drove inside her, and for the first time ever, Megan actually screamed as she came, a ragged sound that she wouldn’t have been able to believe belonged to her if she’d been able to think at all.
For long moments, as waves of pleasure continued to rise, explode, then crest through her, Gabe continued to play between her legs, over her clit, her br**sts.
She felt limp, exhausted, by the time her climax finally receded. But when she felt Gabe slowly crawling up over her, so close that his rock-hard erection rubbed over her skin, she was hit with a second wind.
He kissed his way up her body, soft love bites that had her trembling again by the time he reached her face.
“Thank you for trusting me, sweetheart.”
He slid the blindfold off at the same moment that he slid into her and she felt herself open up to him in a way she hadn’t ever opened up to anyone before. The walls she’d built, those final prison bars around her heart, came crashing down as he held her so gently and kissed her so sweetly.
If ever there was a time in her life to take a risk, it was now. If ever there was a person to risk it all for, it was Gabe. But before she could make her lips form the words, he was saying, “Come over to the other side with me, love,” and up, up, up she went as her next climax stole away every last thought, along with any possibility of speech.
All that remained was the love pouring from him to her...and back again as she finally let Gabe all the way into her soul.
Chapter Twenty-six
Megan had her arms tightly wrapped around Gabe and with her hands spread out over his chest, she could feel his heart beating, hard, steady.
She hadn’t come to him this morning for sex, hadn’t come simply to scratch the itch that only he could reach.
The truth was that she’d come for this connection.
For more happiness than she’d ever thought was possible.
For love.
“Gabe?”
“Mmm?”
He brushed the damp hair from her forehead and pressed a kiss to her skin. She loved his easy affection, that he wasn’t a man who felt he needed to hold anything back to be macho or manly. Not for the first time, she was struck by how well his mother had raised her sons. Yes, many of them were clearly big-time players with the ladies, but she couldn’t imagine any one of them purposely hurting a woman.
And, from meeting Chase and Marcus, she could see that once they fell in love, it really was forever. Chloe and Nicola were clearly the center of Gabe’s brothers’ worlds. She had a hunch about Chloe, one she hoped she was right about. It would be so lovely to be able to hold—and spoil—a little baby in the not-so-distant future.
As she luxuriated in the warm caress of Gabe’s eyes on her, the vision of Chloe and Chase’s baby morphed into something different. Something that should have frightened her even more...but only sent more joy moving through her, instead.
Gabe would be the most incredible father. He was already one of Summer’s favorite people on the planet. But Megan was getting ahead of herself.
First he needed to know how she felt about him.
“There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you.”
“I can’t wait to hear it, sweetheart.”
Megan was silent for a moment as she marveled at being this lucky, that Gabe had been the one to find her and Summer in their burning apartment, that they’d connected afterward and found such amazing sparks, that they’d managed to work through their issues and...
“I tried to make myself stay away from you, to keep you at arm’s length, to keep you from getting too close to me and Summer. But I’ve come to realize that even if I succeeded in keeping my distance from you, even if I told you I couldn’t be with you anymore, it wouldn’t protect me. Not in the least. Because I’d still be scared every time I turned on the news and heard reports of a big fire. And I’d still die inside if anything happened to you.” She hated to even think it, let alone say the words, but she knew she needed to. “I’ve come to realize that pushing you away won’t protect anyone’s heart. All it guarantees is that I’ll miss out on the joy of being with you.”
He lowered the silk over her eyes and gently lifted her head from the pillow to tie it. “Can you see anything?”
She could see light creeping in along the edges, but that was all. “No.”
“Good.” Promises of sensual pleasure filled the short word. “If you can promise to stay just where you are, to trust me to make you feel good, we’ll save tying you to the bedposts for another one of my fantasies.”
She was shocked that she could become even more aroused. Somehow, without her ever giving voice to her hidden desires, he knew them.
His warm hands covered her br**sts, then, his fingers rolling over her erect ni**les. “You like that plan, don’t you, sweetheart?”
Since her body had already answered him, it was fairly easy to say, “Yes.” She licked her lips. “I like it very much.”
She heard him groan softly, felt the mattress shift beneath his weight as he moved. “My sexy little risk-taker.”
Her surprise at his words got lost in the sensation of Gabe settling between her thighs, his hands on the sensitive skin between her legs, pushing her open for him.
“If you could only see how wet you are.”
His fingers pressed gently against her panties, which she knew had to be soaked by now from the way he was teasing her. Right from the start, she’d loved the way he spoke to her, the super-sexy, slightly dirty talk that she’d never thought to experience...but had always secretly wondered about.
His heat seared her and she bucked into his hand. She was so close already that it wouldn’t take much more to push her over the edge. Especially with her vision taken away, every touch, every scent, every sound was so much more potent. So much more powerful.
And then, suddenly, wet warmth covered her, his tongue stroking her through the pink lace.
She had to put her hands in his hair, had to buck her hips up into his mouth. There was no skin-on-skin contact, but it didn’t matter. She didn’t need it, just more of the delicious pressure of—
“Oh God.” The words left her mouth as he pulled aside her panties and his tongue was there. On her. Over her. In her.
His fingers were everywhere at once as his tongue and teeth worked over her most sensitive flesh. One caressed her br**sts, pinching her ni**les just perfectly, the other drove inside her, and for the first time ever, Megan actually screamed as she came, a ragged sound that she wouldn’t have been able to believe belonged to her if she’d been able to think at all.
For long moments, as waves of pleasure continued to rise, explode, then crest through her, Gabe continued to play between her legs, over her clit, her br**sts.
She felt limp, exhausted, by the time her climax finally receded. But when she felt Gabe slowly crawling up over her, so close that his rock-hard erection rubbed over her skin, she was hit with a second wind.
He kissed his way up her body, soft love bites that had her trembling again by the time he reached her face.
“Thank you for trusting me, sweetheart.”
He slid the blindfold off at the same moment that he slid into her and she felt herself open up to him in a way she hadn’t ever opened up to anyone before. The walls she’d built, those final prison bars around her heart, came crashing down as he held her so gently and kissed her so sweetly.
If ever there was a time in her life to take a risk, it was now. If ever there was a person to risk it all for, it was Gabe. But before she could make her lips form the words, he was saying, “Come over to the other side with me, love,” and up, up, up she went as her next climax stole away every last thought, along with any possibility of speech.
All that remained was the love pouring from him to her...and back again as she finally let Gabe all the way into her soul.
Chapter Twenty-six
Megan had her arms tightly wrapped around Gabe and with her hands spread out over his chest, she could feel his heart beating, hard, steady.
She hadn’t come to him this morning for sex, hadn’t come simply to scratch the itch that only he could reach.
The truth was that she’d come for this connection.
For more happiness than she’d ever thought was possible.
For love.
“Gabe?”
“Mmm?”
He brushed the damp hair from her forehead and pressed a kiss to her skin. She loved his easy affection, that he wasn’t a man who felt he needed to hold anything back to be macho or manly. Not for the first time, she was struck by how well his mother had raised her sons. Yes, many of them were clearly big-time players with the ladies, but she couldn’t imagine any one of them purposely hurting a woman.
And, from meeting Chase and Marcus, she could see that once they fell in love, it really was forever. Chloe and Nicola were clearly the center of Gabe’s brothers’ worlds. She had a hunch about Chloe, one she hoped she was right about. It would be so lovely to be able to hold—and spoil—a little baby in the not-so-distant future.
As she luxuriated in the warm caress of Gabe’s eyes on her, the vision of Chloe and Chase’s baby morphed into something different. Something that should have frightened her even more...but only sent more joy moving through her, instead.
Gabe would be the most incredible father. He was already one of Summer’s favorite people on the planet. But Megan was getting ahead of herself.
First he needed to know how she felt about him.
“There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you.”
“I can’t wait to hear it, sweetheart.”
Megan was silent for a moment as she marveled at being this lucky, that Gabe had been the one to find her and Summer in their burning apartment, that they’d connected afterward and found such amazing sparks, that they’d managed to work through their issues and...
“I tried to make myself stay away from you, to keep you at arm’s length, to keep you from getting too close to me and Summer. But I’ve come to realize that even if I succeeded in keeping my distance from you, even if I told you I couldn’t be with you anymore, it wouldn’t protect me. Not in the least. Because I’d still be scared every time I turned on the news and heard reports of a big fire. And I’d still die inside if anything happened to you.” She hated to even think it, let alone say the words, but she knew she needed to. “I’ve come to realize that pushing you away won’t protect anyone’s heart. All it guarantees is that I’ll miss out on the joy of being with you.”
