Chapter 26

Gwen

Before the last aftershocks had faded, he was kissing his way up my body. His cock nudged against my slick entrance and I gasped. I was floating. And while I did, he”d shucked his jeans and was ready to continue this. I wasn”t sure I had the energy. I wanted to melt into a happy pile of goo right then and there.

”One more, Sugar,” he murmured, brushing his lips over mine. ”Give me one more and I”ll give you what you really want.”

”More?” I asked.

”One more,” he repeated, kissing my nose.

I wasn”t sure what he meant by what I really wanted, but I nodded. Anything for him. Everything for him. My eyes widened as he started to push into me. He was so much bigger than I expected. ”Oh.”

”Nice and slow,” he hissed between gritted teeth.

Whether he was talking to me or himself was anyone”s guess.

”Wrap those gorgeous legs around me, Gwen,” he breathed into my ear.

I did and then we both groaned as he slid a few more inches into my body. I was panting as I tried to control the feelings that were overwhelming me. He was giving my body time to adjust, but I didn”t really need it. I was so ready. So wet. That relaxed, dazed sensation from before was gone. My body had woken up once more and my core clenched around him in need.

He groaned. His forearms were on either side of my head and he was holding the majority of his weight off me.

I couldn”t catch my breath long enough to thank him for that. It was keeping me from feeling penned in. Instead, I was able to listen to that seemingly insatiable need inside of me. I squeezed my legs, hooking my ankles around each other on his back, and arched my hips.

”Goddamn it,” he groaned as he slid all the way inside me. His head lowered as he tried to gain control of himself. ”I was going to go a lot slower than that, Baby Girl,” he ground out.

”I don”t want slow,” I told him.

His head snapped up and his eyes narrowed. He was studying my expression. Whatever he saw there seemed to reassure him. ”You want me to fuck you?”

”Yeah,” I told him in my best patronizing tone. What did he think we were doing here? I grinned up at him. Where had this sassy feeling come from? He”d just brought something out in me I never really knew was there. I wanted to tease him. To play around. The way friends did. The way lovers would.

He grinned, a blond brow rising in challenge. ”You want it hard and fast?”

My breath caught in my chest. I nodded. His eyes narrowed on me. ”Yes,” I answered.

”You”ll tell me if you need me to stop?”

”I promise,” I groaned, trying to roll my hips. He had me pinned down, but I was starting to get restless.

”For any reason?”

”Reed,” I snapped.

Both his brows shot up. ”I didn”t even know you knew my first name.”

Rolling my eyes, I echoed, ”I know more about you than you realize.”

He smiled down at me and flexed his hips. I gasped at the friction the movement caused. ”Is my girl getting a little frustrated?”

”Oh my God,” I hissed. ”Would you just-” I broke off with a cry as he started thrusting.

”One thing you”re going to learn about me, Gwen,” he said, lowering himself again so he was speaking directly into my ear. He was still holding most of his weight off my body.

It was hard to concentrate on his words. Not when my world was a cascade of sparks and pleasure. Every stroke, every thrust, was sending me higher and higher.

”I like it rough,” he told me, nipping at my ear. ”But not now. Now, I”m going to take my time. I”ll be gentle. But in the future, I”ll fuck you at my own pace, in my own time. I”ll spank your ass, and you”ll love it. I”ll tie you to the bed and worship you for hours. You”ll be sore and so satisfied you”ll wonder if you”ve died and gone to heaven.”

”Oh my God,” I moaned.

”I”ll fuck you so good, that you”ll crave me when I”m gone. I”ll make you come so much you won”t want to go a day without me,” he promised.

”You”ve already done that,” I moaned, arching against him. I could feel my climax building.

”Not even close,” he muttered. His arms were shaking, his muscles bunching, and releasing as he moved above me.

He was holding back. Even I could see that. And though it was sweet of him to do so, it wasn”t what I wanted. I didn”t want gentle. I didn”t want careful. ”Static,” I groaned.

”Just like this,” he growled.

”Harder.”

”No.”

”Please,” I begged, trying to snap my hips up to meet his.

”Fuck,” he hissed. ”Gwen, no. I”m trying to do this right. I don”t want to scare you during our first damn time together.” He was breathing heavy and it was so sexy to hear the agony in his voice.

”Please,” I cried, tears springing to my eyes. ”Harder.”

”Shit,” he snapped. ”You”ll tell me if I”m too rough.”

”You told me I got to control this,” I said, arching against him. ”I want all of you.”

”I”m not fucking holding back,” he groaned.

”Don”t.”

He kissed me, his tongue sweeping inside my mouth. The kiss was possessive and fierce. When he pulled back, his eyes were blazing with need. ”Hold on to me,” he demanded.

My arms wrapped around his shoulders and my legs around his hips.

”Good girl,” he said. His pace picked up and he was no longer being gentle. He was no longer holding back. And it was...perfect.

”Reed,” I cried. ”Oh!”

”That”s it,” he encouraged.

My body was moving of its own accord, trying to keep up with him, to match his movements. My breasts were bouncing and I knew it must look ridiculous, but I didn”t care.

”You look so fucking good,” he growled. ”So damn beautiful. So sexy. Come for me, Gwen.”

”Almost,” I whimpered, my fingernails digging into his shoulders.

”You need more?” he asked, fingers of one hand flexing on my hip. He lowered his head and sank his teeth into my shoulder.

”Reed,” I wailed, my body clenching around his.

”That”s my girl,” he crooned as I fell apart around him.

The pain of his bite had forced my mind to go blank and allow the pleasure to take over. My entire body was thrumming with need, and the pulsing waves of my release had me flying high.

”Fuck,” he groaned, and then he thrust harder, and faster.

I could feel every inch of him inside of me, and he was so deep. My eyes flew open and locked on his. They were so bright, like the waters surrounding some tropical island. He was watching me as he thrust his hips, hitting some secret place inside of me.

I couldn”t catch my breath and was afraid that I might faint. He was so perfect. This was all exactly what I needed. And if he kept going I was going to shatter again. I wasn”t sure I could handle that. He”d break me and I”d never be whole again. Not without him. I wasn”t ready for that.

”Gwen,” he roared.

I watched his eyes darken, his muscles tense, and felt the hot splash of his release deep inside me. His arms tightened and he pulled me close as his hips moved.

My name was a broken prayer falling from his lips. He dropped his forehead down onto mine as we gasped together.

”Holy shit,” he said after a long moment.

I giggled, feeling like a fool, but not caring.

”Don”t laugh at me,” he warned, the look in his eyes teasing. ”I”m an old man and you nearly killed me.”

I laughed. ”You”re thirty-eight. That”s hardly old.”

He dropped to my side, then dragged me half over his body until I was resting with my cheek on his chest and my leg thrown over his. My eyes were drifting shut when I realized something. I pushed up with a gasp.

”What?” he barked, looking around. He”d been falling asleep too.

”You didn”t wear a condom,” I whispered.

He made a face. ”I meant to. Fuck. I had the damn thing in my wallet for...a while now.” He raked a hand through his hair. ”Shit. I”m sorry, Gwen.” He searched my face. ”I”m clean.”

”Well, me too, but...”

”What?”

”What if I get pregnant?”

A look of consideration flashed over his face. ”I swear I meant to wear a condom,” he told me in a careful tone, ”but the minute you give me the go ahead, I”m going to fuck you and fill you up as often as possible until you are pregnant.”

My jaw dropped. I scrambled up into a sitting position next to where he was stretched out, staring down at him. ”Y-you want kids?”

”Are you kidding me? If you”re fine with it, I want ten. Maybe more.”

My brows shot up. ”Ten?” I asked, dazed. It was like he”d reached into the depths of my heart and was offering me everything I wanted on a silver platter.

”Yeah.” He looked a little sheepish.

”I want more kids,” I told him. ”But I want to be married first.”

”Okay.”

”So I want you to wear a condom until...then.”

”Done.”

”And-” I looked down, unable to hold his gaze.

He reached out and grasped my chin, tilting my head until I was staring into those irresistible eyes once more. ”And what?”

”If we do have more kids-”

”When we have more kids,” he corrected, then fell silent.

”I don”t want you to forget about Sean and Grace,” I said, voice soft.

He frowned, let go of my chin, and shoved up until he was sitting up, leaning against the headboard. He cocked his head and studied me. ”Do you really think I”d fucking do that, Gwen?” When I flinched he sighed. ”I cuss. A lot. I”ll probably get angry. Even if it”s at you, I swear I”d rip my own fucking arms off before I”d hurt you.”

”I know,” I told him, tone earnest. ”I can”t help my reactions sometimes.”

He nodded. ”And that”s fine. They don”t bother me as long as you understand what I just told you.”

”I do.”

”Then listen to me real close, Sugar.”

I held my elbows, a defensive gesture I couldn”t seem to help, and dug my nails into my skin to keep me centered in the moment.

”I love those kids. Once you and I get married, you give me the go ahead, and I”ll be adopting them.”

My breath was shaky as I let it out. ”I know you love them,” I told him. ”I just- You”re sure?”

”Yeah, Sugar. I”m sure.” He eased the tension with a smile. ”Now that we just went through a shit ton of those usually awkward conversations, can we lay down? I need a damn nap.”

Laughing, I crawled back to his side and cuddled close. My heart was so full, I was positive I was going to implode. As Static”s breathing evened out beneath my cheek, I smiled to myself and closed my eyes.