“We are all adults too, Hadley,” I said softly. “We are just as responsible for what happened as you are.”
She pursed her lips and averted her gaze.
“I'd like to believe that, Gabe, but you weren't okay with it. I know you weren't, and I feel like shit over it,” she said.
I clenched my teeth. She was right, I hadn't been okay with it that night. But, then, I hadn't really put up much of a fight over it either. I'd simply been desperate to be with her again, that I'd just gone along with it.
“We're not a couple, Hadley. You're not my girlfriend,” I said, though it was hard to choke the words out. “I still love you, but we're not together and I know that I can't dictate what you do with other guys.”
She looked up at me, truly looked at me. Her blue eyes were so pure and clear. Stroking her cheek, I pulled her face toward me, aiming to kiss her nose or forehead, but I changed my mind at the last second and pressed my lips to hers. She gasped, but she didn't pull away. She kissed me back, making my heart swell.
“Gabe, are you sure you want to – ”
“Yes, I'm sure,” I said. “There's still so much I want to do with you. Things I couldn't do last time, since we weren't alone.”
Dotting kisses along her jawline, then her neck, I inhaled the scent of her tropical perfume. She tasted was good enough to eat and I found myself with quite the appetite. I nibbled her neck, then her ear lobe, whispering the words in her ear.
“Don't you want to fuck me too, Hadley?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Yes, Gabe, but only if you – ”
“I want to give you what you want, Hadley,” I said, running my hand through her hair. “I'm going to give you a baby.”
Her body shuddered against me. “You mean that?”
“Yes, Hadley,” I said. “I do.”
She took my face in her hands and stared deep into my eyes, as if trying to read my mind, as if searching for the slightest bit of hesitance of deception. Finally, she nodded her head and smiled before kissing me long and hard. Her hands moved around my shoulders as our tongues moved in and out of each other's mouths. I explored every inch of her curvy body with my hands, lifting her shirt up, and raked my nails up her spine.
“Upstairs,” she said. “Now.”
That's all she had to say, and I was on my way. The two of us booked it up the stairs as fast as we dared, and I followed her down to the end of the hall, making sure to be quiet as we passed Grayson's bedroom.
As soon as we were in her room with the door shut, I drank in her beauty as I stripped her clothes off, slowly and deliberately, not rushing, but savoring every moment of it. Staring at her, naked and perfect before me, I couldn't control my most basic instincts any longer. I gave into the primal side of my body that was crying out for release.
“You're mine,” I muttered, pushing her to the bed.
Climbing on top of her, and staring down at her large, innocent eyes, I found myself praying that I'd not only get her pregnant, but that we could be a family.
“All mine,” I said.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
HADLEY
No man had ever looked at me the way Gabe had in that moment. His eyes were filled with fire and lust, but more than that – there was a need that went much deeper than just sex. God, I loved him. I never stopped loving him, I'd only put my feelings on hold for a while.
Now, though as I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, those old feelings came back hard and fast.
I pulled off his shirt as he removed his pants, and my hand grasped his cock as soon as it was free from the confines of his boxers. He grabbed my hand, yanking it away and pressed me down against the bed. He took my other hand and held it with the first, pinning me down on the bed with his naked body.
“Tonight is all about you, Hadley,” he growled. “Lay back and let me please you.”
I squirmed underneath his weight, rubbing my body against his. I wanted to touch him so badly, it hurt not to be able to. Gabe didn't move though, nor did he let me go. He stared deep into my eyes and waited until I settled down, a wry grin on his chiseled, perfect face.
I've never been too good about letting a guy do all the work. I've always been eager to please my men, to satisfy their every desire. Gabe was also a giver though. He always had been. But now, he was more dominant than I'd ever remembered.
He lowered himself down, running a tongue over my collarbone as his cock pressed between my legs.