Chapter Thirty-Four

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

Gabby

I t feels amazing, knowing that Get Baked is mine and only mine, just like it should have been the entire time.

Barrett and I decided to spend the night together last night, mostly because I wanted to thank him for what he did for me. Knowing that he was brave enough to go to Hank and ask for help? It's one of the hottest things that anyone has ever done for me. We had fun last night, but this morning, I want him to have the same amount of fun too.

I want to give him every bit of what he's given me, and the only way I know how to do that is wake him up in a way that's going to blow his fucking mind.

Barrett

When I wake up, it's because I feel a change in the room. I have no idea what time it is or how long I've been asleep. But I can feel it. Something has changed. "Babe?" I question, voice raspy with sleep.

"Yeah," her voice is just as raspy as mine, although it's in an aroused sort of way.

"How long have I been out?"

"Don't know what time you went to sleep, but I'd say about eight hours?"

"What time is it?" I open my eyes and use my tongue to wet my dry lips.

"Five AM, I woke up and had to have you. Wanted you more than I've ever wanted you before. I'm still so grateful for you, and turned on that you went to bat for me the way you did."

The way she says the words immediately has my cock jumping to attention. Since I'm waking up, this is my morning wood, and we're both really looking forward to saying hi to my girlfriend. "This all sounds like a really good fucking idea," I put my arms over my head to reach for the lamp. I have blackout curtains in here, and you can't see your hand in front of your face.

"No," she whispers. "I wanna keep it dark like this."

That means she feels a little more naughty than usual. "Whatever you want, Gabby."

Before I know what's hit me, she's on the bed, straddling my waist. My senses are attuned since I can't see anything. She's completely naked, because that's the way we went to bed last night. Right now she's so wet she's soaking my stomach, and the smell of her arousal is deep in my nose.

"Just lay there," she whispers. "I can get myself off."

"What's gotten into you?" I ask, bringing my left hand to cup her pussy. It's so slick my fingers slide before finding enough purchase to plunge my index and middle finger into her.

"You," she rocks against me. "Knowing that you went to Hank, and you asked him for help. That you stood up to Jeff when I never could, it's so fucking hot. It's just too much. All of it."

She lifts up onto her knees and takes me in. There's no easing; she does it all at once. For a few moments, I allow her to rock back and forth, giving her the false sense that I'm going to let her control this, but as soon as she moves her hands off me, I wrap my arms around her waist and flip her over. My knees dig into the sheets, and my hands grip the pillows so I can use them as leverage. Her legs hitch up my hips, and her feet dig into my ass. "Then let me show what a real good man can do," I growl as I plunge in and pull back out.

My eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and faintly I can see her tip her head back against the mattress, exposing her neck. Accepting the invitation, I clamp my mouth onto the tendon and suck with enough force to leave a damn mark.

"Barrett," she whines. "You know that's gonna be hard to cover up."

"Ask me if I give a fuck, Gabs. You know you're mine."

"And so does the rest of Broken Falls; you don't have to mark me," her breath hitches when I take a peaked nipple into my mouth.

There's no more talking as I thrust deeper into her, and then instead of withdrawing, I turn my hips into a circle, grinding against her clit. Shit, that feels better than I remember. When I would pull back, she doesn't let me; her feet clamp against my ass.

"Whatever you're doing feels amazing; please don't fucking stop," she widens her thighs, keeping her feet locked. "Don't fucking stop. Nothing has felt this good since the night you took me home from the bar. It was the hottest moment we ever had together, until right now. This one trumps them all."

That night lives rent-free in my head. it's the memory I use to beat off in the shower. Which doesn't help me now that all I want to do is come. The way she's milking me, I think she knows.

"If you go before me, pull out and come on me," she pants. "Then please, please, please eat me the way I like it."

It's fucking hot when she tells me what she wants. So hot that I give up the pretense of trying to hold back; I go for what I want. Three strokes later, I'm pulling out and coming across her tits. My chest and stomach heave, but instead of enjoying the feeling, I drop to my own stomach and suction my mouth against her clit.

"Yesss," she digs her fingers into my hair, yanking hard. "Use your fingers too, please. I need it more than I ever thought I would. I want to get off so bad right now."

Two fingers in her, my mouth on her pussy, and my tongue on her clit, I push her against every barrier she thinks she has. There are few times when Gabby will let herself go. She's shamelessly fucking my mouth, her feet planted beside my shoulders, and she's arching into me. Glancing up, I can see her holding a pillow with one hand and another at her nipple, squeezing roughly. With my free hand, I reach up to the other tit and mimic what she's doing.

It's mere seconds before her whole body spasms, and I know I've pushed her over that ledge.

We're both heaving as I move my body up so that I'm lying next to her. "Fuck Gabby" I sigh. "If me being a good man does this to you, you better be prepared for the rest of our lives. I'm going to blow your mind once I can actually prove to you what I can do."

She giggles, turning over to face me. "If you're any better than that, you might kill me."

Wrapping my arms around her, I tuck her head into my neck. "But what a way to go, babe. What a way to go."