Entwined With You

my cheek. “When I say it, it means never stop. Whatever you’re doing to me, I need you to keep doing it.”
    Lifting, I hovered above him. “Let me.”
    “Yes.” His fingers left my cleft, and a heartbeat later his cock was filling me, the flared crown stretching sensitive tissues.
    “Slow,” he ordered softly, his gaze hooded as he licked his fingers with long, sensuous laps of his tongue. He looked so wicked, so shamelessly decadent.
    “Help me.” It was always more difficult for me to take him this way, using only gravity and the weight of my body. As desperate as he’d made me, he was still a tight fit.
    He caught my hips, sliding me up and down leisurely, working me onto his thick erection. “Feel every inch, angel,” he crooned. “Feel how hard you make me.”
    My thighs trembled as he rubbed over a tender spot inside me. I gripped his wrists, my sex rippling.
    “Don’t come,” he warned, with that authoritative bite that practically ensured I would. “Not until you’ve taken all of me.”
    “Gideon.” The slow, steady friction of his careful penetration was driving me insane.
    “Think of how good it feels when I’m in you, angel. When your greedy little cunt has something to tighten down on when you’re coming.”
    I tightened down on him then, seduced by the coaxing rasp in his voice. “Hurry.”
    “You’re the one who has to let me in.” His eyes gleamed with humor. He urged me to lean back, changing the angle of my descent.
    I slid onto him, taking him to the root in one smooth, slick glide. “Oh!”
    “Fuck.” His head fell back, his breathing quick and rough. “You feel amazing. You’re squeezing me like a fist.”
    “Baby.”I couldn’t hide the plea in my voice. He was so hard and thick inside me, so deep I could barely catch my breath …
    He shot me a look that scorched. “I want
this
. You and me, nothing between us.”
    “Nothing,” I said fervently, panting. Wriggling. Losing my mind. I needed to come so badly.
    “Shh. I’ve got you.” Lifting his thumb to his mouth, Gideon licked the pad, then reached between us, rubbing my clit with expertly applied pressure. Heat bloomed across my skin in a mist of sweat, the flush spreading until I felt feverish.
    I climaxed in a searing rush of pleasure, my sex spasming in hard, desperate clutches. His growl was a sound of pure animal sexuality, his cock swelling in response to the covetous milking of my body.
    But he didn’t come, which made my orgasm all the more intimate. I was open, vulnerable, wrenched by desire. And he watched me fall apart with those haunting blue eyes, his control absolute. The fact that he didn’t move, just held himself deep, enhanced the feeling of connection between us.
    A tear slid down my cheek, the orgasm pushing my emotions over the edge.
    “Come here,” he said hoarsely, his hands sliding up my back and pulling me into him. He licked the tear away, then nudged me sweetly with the tip of his nose. My breasts pressed against his chest, my arms went around his waist, slipping into the space between him and the headboard. I held him close, my body quivering with aftershocks.
    “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured. “So soft and sweet. Kiss me, angel.”
    Tilting my head, I offered him my mouth. The melding was hot and wet, an erotic mixture of his unsated lust and my overwhelming love.
    I pushed my fingers into his hair, cupping the back of his head to hold him still. He did the same to me, the two of us communicating withoutwords. His lips sealed over mine, his tongue fucking my mouth even as his cock remained unmoving inside me.
    I felt the undercurrent of strain in his kiss and his touch, and I knew he worried about the day’s events, too. I arched my back, curving into him, wishing I could make us inseparable. His teeth caught my lower lip, sinking gently into the swollen curve. I whimpered and he murmured, soothing me with rhythmic strokes of his tongue.
    “Don’t move,” he said hoarsely, restraining me with his grip at my nape. “I want to come just feeling you around me.”
    “Please,” I breathed. “Come in me. Let me feel you.”
    We were completely entwined, grasping and pulling at each other, his cock rigid inside me, our hands in each other’s hair, our lips and tongues mating frantically.
    Gideon was mine, completely. Yet still some part of my mind was stunned that I had him like this, that he was naked in a bed we shared, in an apartment we shared, that he