“I assumed there would be.”
“Sorry…” She frowns and I wonder why she’s embarrassed. She looks away from me and to the side and she begins to worry her bottom lip. “You probably haven’t had to deal with this in a while and—”
“Stop.” I command her. “Look at me.” Her gaze snaps back to mine and I reach up to cup her cheek. “Do you think this is all a game to me? Some weird curiosity I was hoping to check off my list? I want you. All of you. And you bleeding all over my cock just means you’ve laid your claim over me in every way possible now.” I tighten my grip on her cheek and pull her down so that her lips are almost touching mine. “And it probably means, I’ll never know how to fully let you go when it’s time,” I tell her honestly.
“I don’t want you to let me go.” She presses her face into my neck and I hear her whimper again. “Please don’t let me go.”
I grip her shoulders and raise my hips, urging her to keep going. I’m still not ready to have this conversation yet. I don’t want to think about a life that doesn’t include this. How am I supposed to play her older brother when and if she brings someone else home? How am I supposed to watch her give this part of herself to someone else? Would our relationship eventually be reduced to forbidden trysts behind closed doors or kisses in the shadows?
Her lips find mine, silencing my thoughts. Her tongue intertwines with mine and I roll her so that I can be on top. “This okay?” I murmur against her lips. She nods and I begin to move faster and push harder into her. She’s staring up at me, her eyes wide and unblinking and I don’t even want to blink out of fear of missing a second of what’s happening between us. “Jesus Christ, Gab. You’re so beautiful.” I rest my forehead against hers as I bottom out completely and begin to fuck her with an urgency that I’ve never felt before.
Her arms move around my neck and into my hair where she pulls at my strands. I lower myself closer to her and rest my lips at her ear. “Mine,” I tell her. “Fuck, you’re mine.”
“Always,” she whines as she runs her fingernails down my back.
With every thrust she is burrowing her way further into my heart and soul. My hand twitches and longs to be wrapped around her slender throat which is something I tend to do in bed, but I haven’t exactly broached the subject that this is one of my predilections.
Next time.
The thought that there will be a next time has my balls tingling with their pending release. “I’m going to come,” I tell her and she squeezes me in response.
She lets out a low moan the last time I push further into her and my last thought before my cock empties inside of her is that I want her to come on my cock next time.
“Fuck fuck fuck.” I slam my hand against my headboard and begin to fuck her harder through my orgasm.
“Oh my God,” she cries. “It feels…really good now.” She’s raising her pelvis to meet mine and I feel the end nearing.
“Gabrielle, goddammit.” I grit out as my entire body vibrates with the force of my climax. My eyes shut but I’m pretty sure they’ve completely rolled back or I’ve blacked out because when I open them, I’m lying on top of her. I realize I may be hurting her, so I lean up immediately, removing my weight from her. I look down at her and the smile across her face is almost too much after the orgasm I’ve had. “Was that…” I start and she nods vigorously.
“Oh my God, that was perfect,” she whispers. “Better than I imagined.” She looks off to the side and then back up at me. “How much time do you need…?” She gives me a cheeky look. “Until we can do it again?”
Chapter 6
Gabrielle
I can’t remember a time I was this happy. I’ve soaked in James’ bathtub several times over the past year but I've always been alone. I’ve fantasized about taking a sexy bubble bath with this man probably more times than I can count but I never thought we’d get here. He’s sitting behind me with his legs spread and I’m seated between his legs with my back resting against his chest. His lips haven’t left my neck since we settled in and I wouldn’t mind spending the rest of my life submersed in these bubbles.
“We should talk about it, right?”
“Hmmm?” he asks just as his tongue darts out to trace my ear and for a moment I’m speechless. He’s ready to go again? We had sex twice before we moved to the bathtub so we could clean the blood off of us. But we’ve been in here for close to an hour I think, and I am getting the feeling I won’t be getting out without another orgasm.
“Talk about…this?” I let out a breath before turning my head to the side so I can see him a little better.
“I would rather make you come again.” He cups my sex possessively. “You wouldn’t let me eat your pussy.”
“Because I was bleeding, James.” And seriously, I had to basically fight him off of me.
“I didn’t care. I wanted you to come again,” he tells me and I wonder if he’s done that before.
“Have you…done that?” I wrinkle my nose at the thought. “It’s blood…”
“It’s you.” He bites down on my shoulder and I melt. “And to answer your question, no I haven’t.”
I turn around and pull him towards the middle of the tub so I can wrap my legs around his back. “James, I’m serious. This is…big.”
“Are you talking about my dick?” He cocks his head to the side and a playful smile finds his lips.
I splash him and give him my best serious look. “Did I not just say I was serious?”
“It’s hard to have a serious conversation while you’re naked in my lap, Gab. Especially not while I can see my teeth marks on your nipples.” I look down and see that some of the bubbles have dissolved and my breasts are riddled with hickeys. I look up at him and can’t help the smile that finds my face. I crawl into his lap, the heaviness of the potential conversation forgotten as I slide back down onto his dick. “I can’t do that conversation right now, Gabby. Not now. Just… can we pretend for the night we don’t have to?”
I nod, though the anxiety over what we’ve done and where we can possibly go from here has already begun to take flight. “I can’t lose you, James. You’re my person,” I tell him honestly. He was already my entire heart and now we’ve taken this step.
“Stop,” he says just as my phone starts ringing. I look towards the sink where it’s placed and roll my eyes. “Who would be calling you this late?”
“I don’t know? Probably someone related to us.”
I begin to slide up off of him when he grabs my hand and holds me in place. “Ignore it,” he tells me. “If it’s important, they’ll call me too. Anyone else can wait. I need to fuck your pretty cunt again.”
His words send goosebumps everywhere, despite the warm water we are submerged in. I begin to ride him slowly, careful to not send water everywhere. He grips my ass with one hand and grabs my neck with the other. A spark flutters through my body and explodes at my sex at the feeling. “You like that?” he asks as he squeezes my neck and I nod.