I cry out as euphoria overtakes me and I’m shuddering with an orgasm so fierce, my knees give out, and I’m hanging on by my wrists. Gideon’s strong arm wraps around my waist, and he holds me up, but he doesn’t relent with the toy. It’s still whirring against me, sending me spiraling into an abyss of pure bliss.
I’m broken, but I’m free. Flying in the depths of a release so strong, I’m near passing out. It’s then that Gideon releases me, unlocks the spreader bar, and soon my thighs are hanging over his shoulders as his mouth attacks my sopping core.
Chapter 16
Gideon
Her flavor bursts on my tongue, sending my need to be inside Clover spiraling out of control. I want more from her, though, and my tongue laps against her smooth cunt. She’s still shaking, but I don’t stop. Her teasing will be punished with pleasure because I want her to do it again and again inadvertently.
“Oh God, Please,” she mumbles over and over while I lick her, taste her, darting my tongue inside her slick heat. She’s tight, but her drenched core will allow me to slide into her fast and hard, which is how I’m about to fuck her.
I wanted to give her more orgasms, but I doubt she’s ready for that. So I focus on her second one, which I can feel isn’t far away. Her body takes me, sucks me in as I finger fuck her and circle her clit with my index finger.
Her thighs shake and tremble on either side of my head, and I’m in awe of how beautiful she looks right now. Every part of her is blushed with a soft pink hue, and her body is slick with sweat, making her shine like a fucking star.
Mine.
She’s mine.
I continue my ministrations on her body until she’s screaming my name, begging me to stop, to start, to continue. She’s delirious, and I’m smiling. I like her like this. Her sweet yet delicate surrender is for me. Only me.
I set her legs down and rise. Reaching for her wrists, I unlock them, and she falls into my arms, a boneless mess, just like I promised.
“I’m not done with you yet,” I warn as I lay her down on the bed. Once she’s comfortable, I shove off my jeans and boxers, tugging my shirt off as well, and soon enough I’m naked, and my cock is throbbing.
I settle between her thighs, and she smiles up at me, her arms coming around my neck as she holds on. My fist grips my shaft and I position myself at her entrance before gently sliding in. I want it fast, hard, but my entry is slow and steady. I feel every part of her, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from coming too soon.
She’s tight around me, and I can’t help but bask at the thought that she was made for me. Perfect. “You’re beautiful.”
“I’m a mess,” she whimpers when I thrust into her, fully seating myself in her body. We’re connected, we’re one.
“A beautiful mess.” I press a kiss to her lips, and I know she can taste herself on my mouth. Her nails dig into my shoulders, and her heels push against my ass. She’s pulling me in, and I obey her silent plea.
My hips pull away, then slam back in. I don’t hold back. I fuck her—roughly—and she arches herself against me.
Every part of her is utter perfection, and I watch her as she climbs that steep hill to her orgasm once more. How alluring she is when she’s lost in pleasure. I drive into her, deeper as if I’m trying to become one with her.
Our bodies are slick and slippery with sweat as I take her. She’s mumbling please once more, and I know she’s close to her third orgasm for the night. I reach between us, finding her clit and pressing against it, just gently toying with it until she’s telling me she’s coming.
I join her seconds later as we both find euphoric release and I watch as her pretty eyes close. Long lashes flutter against her cheeks, and I smile because I know she’s mine.
As I make my way down to the recording studio, I’m looking forward to the future. Since Clover’s agreed to be my submissive, I have a few things I need to plan—her collar, her new home, and her last name. Right now, I know she’s young and needs time, so the last one will have to wait for a little while longer, but the collar is something I’ll be buying sooner than she thinks.
Now that she’s moving to a manager who will take care of her album, I’m no longer directly associated with her professionally. I can now focus on my personal life and make sure that Clover moves in with me within the next few weeks. I need her waking up beside me every morning and falling asleep beside me every night.
And that’s exactly what is going to happen because my girl is mine forever.
“Hey,” I greet Tessa, who’s watching Clover sing.
“Hey, your girl is pretty good, Gideon,” Tessa tells me. Her voice is filled with admiration, and I can’t help but be proud of Clover. She’s been singing since she was a child, and the voice training she’s been through has helped, but I can tell it’s raw talent.
“She is.” I’m focused on Cover now. Her voice is impeccable, and I’m entranced by her singing “Delicate Surrender”.
In the whispers I hear you, come to me, come to me,
It’s the only way I know how, teach me, taunt me, tease me,
Only when I come down from my high, that’s when you’re mine,
It’s a delicate submission, a delicate surrender, when you hear my plea.
An hour later, we’re making our way to the car, and I’m itching to tell her I found her a manager. Once she’s slipped into the passenger seat, I join her, flicking the engine on. The engine purrs, but before I pull out of the parking garage, I turn to her.
“So, I have news.”
“I’m listening,” she tells me, and from her expression, she’s as concerned as I was.
I decide to put her out of her misery and confess, “You’ll be signed with Richmond Records, and Tessa will be handling it, and I’ll just be the man who you live with, sleep with, and possibly fall in love with.” I wait for her to realize what I’ve just said. I wanted to tell her for so long, to utter the words, but I never had the balls to do it. Now that we’re here, and I’m sitting right in front, with the possibility of a future with her, I need her to know how I feel.
“What?” Her eyes widen as she regards me with a smile that lights up her whole face. She’s so beautiful when she grins like that.
“You heard me.”
Clover shakes her head. “Yeah. I mean, I did, but are you sure?” Her hands find mine, and she laces her fingers through mine before I bring her hand up to my lips and press a gentle kiss on her knuckles. “Are you really and truly sure?”
“About which part?” I tease.
“I mean living together, stop acting like a smart-ass. Nobody likes a smart-ass, you know,” Clover taunts with her sass and confidence that make my heart thud in my chest. I love seeing her like this, taken over by excitement and happiness.
“I mean every word I say to you.” I pull her closer to me over the console, needing the contact of every inch of her against every part of me.
“And the love part…” Her words filter into the silence, and I know she wants me to admit how much I truly care for her. How much I love her. And I do. I never thought it was possible, but it is.