“Yes, love. Give me all of it.Every fucking thing.”
I thrash underneath him as he slams into me. My climax detonates through me, and my pussy clenches and releases with wave after wave of pleasure. I surrender to it as Bentley grunts, ravaging me with powerful thrusts of his hips.
A husky groan is torn from his throat, and his entire body jerks as he comes. His head rears back, and the strong column of his throat cords as he shouts his release.
But he doesn’t stop. He fucks me right through his orgasm, drawing mine out. I hold on tight and clench my thighs around his waist.
He’s mine. Finally. And I’m never letting him go again.
Chapter 10
Bentley
I wake earlythe next morning, and the first thing I see is Gem.
She fell asleep in my arms in the studio last night. I woke her briefly to get her upstairs and into my bed. Then she went out like a light again, tucked into my side, her head resting on my chest and her leg thrown over mine. Eventually, I slept too, lulled by her soft breaths, her sweet scent saturating my senses. Now my sheets smell of her, and I fucking love it.
Gem lies on her back with the covers bunched at her hips. Her luscious tits are on display, the nipples I made a meal of last night now relaxed in sleep. A primitive growl rumbles in my chest when I see the marks on her skin where I used my teeth and sank my fingers into her flesh as I took her.
I’ve marked her. But she’s marked me, too, in so many ways. She’s engraved herself on my heart and soul.
Turning on my side, I prop an arm beneath my head as I drink her in, drawing a deep breath as raw emotion burns in my chest.She’s precious, like the jewel she’s named for. My Gemstone. Mine.
Her lips are swollen from our kisses, and her cheeks are softly flushed with sleep. I feather my fingers over her brow, tracing the line of her nose and savoring her soft skin beneath my fingertips. How many times have I drawn this face from memory, wishing I was drawing the real thing? Now she’s here, and nothing compares to the reality.
Gemma stirs and blinks her eyes open. She tilts her head to look up at me, and her face breaks into a sleepy smile. “You’re awake.”
I return her smile, feeling lighter and more carefree than I have in years. “Morning, sleepyhead.”
I press a tender kiss to her lips, then adjust her body against mine, pulling her closer so she’s snug against my side. She lays her head on my shoulder and our legs twine under the rumpled sheets. I rest my cheek on her forehead, one hand toying with her curls while the other caresses her bare back.
This is so right, lying here with her in an intimacy I’ve never shared with anyone else. Never wanted to.
“I could get used to this,” she murmurs, sliding a hand down my abs.
I grunt as she grasps my hard cock. Fucker hasn’t gone down since he left her tight heat last night. “Careful, Gemstone, unless you plan to do something about it.”
She kisses me deeply, nudging me onto my back. Then, she’s straddling my hips, her hot pussy poised over my rigid length.
Her hazel eyes are alight with passion and love. “Oh, I plan to do something about it.”
We both moan as she sinks down on me.
And then there’s no talking for some time.
“So, what gives?”Callum asks a week later as we position the table where Gem has instructed.
We’re at the shop putting the finishing touches on everything. It’s Saturday, andHeart of Gold'sgrand opening is at midday, in exactly half an hour. I’m proud of my girl. She’s worked damn hard, and the place looks fantastic with its glass cabinets, fresh paintwork, and modern vibe.
“What do you mean?” I reply, deliberately playing dumb as I place the paper plates and napkins on the table.
“Don’t be an asshole, Skip. Gem’s smile is bright enough to rival the sun, and you’re walking funny because of what I can only assume is your chapped and overworked dick.”
I glare at him. “Careful.”
Cal holds his hands up in surrender. “Okay, cranky pants. It’s good to see two people I love finally happy, is all. You can thank me whenever you’re ready.”
My glare darkens. “Thank you?”