Gideon wasn’t done yet. He continued to guide me up and down his shaft, our motions becoming more erratic with every thrust. I set my hands on his chest to steady myself as I jerked against him, chasing one more release alongside his. My hair swayed around me with our wild bucking.
A sensation like lightning shot through my body. I ground my hips into his, he swiveled to meet me, and a curse stuttered from his lips.
His expression of pure, unadulterated lust as his release rocked his body was too much for me to handle. I came right alongside him, moaning as our orgasms simultaneously battered our bodies.
It took me a few minutes to catch my breath. Finally, I slid myself off his cock and lay down beside him on the bed. Gideon pulled me closer, his own breath rough but not concerningly so.
“Wow,” I said. It seemed to be the only word I had left in my brain.
His arm tightened around me. “That was amazing.”
“Maybe even godly,” I said, and earned a chuckle. To my surprise, he kissed me on my cheek. Something in that sweet gesture warmed my heart.
There had been, however, nothing sweet in the way that he had fucked me. Even when I had been on the top and he had let me lead it, he’d been right there, working his hips into mine, every step of the way.
I didn’t think I could give him up now either, even if I’d wanted to.