His head tilted back on his shoulders and he moaned loudly. I continued to wrap and twist my hand around his length causing him to tremble. He gripped the fabric and yanked it down his legs.
Seeing him standing there his six-foot-three hard muscled hairless body and fully erect I snapped. My body melted into his frame wrapping around him like a glove.
He walked us fumbling across the room and dropped me on the bed. I was breathing so heavily my head was light. He spread my legs and hitched my thighs around his neck. “I’m going to eat every fucking ounce of you until you beg me to stop.”
And then his tongue was down me, around me, inside me. All my senses peaked and the thrusts he was making with my hips as his tongue circled me caused a violent shutter throughout my body. My back arched into the mattress and he pressed his face harder inside me and moaned when he felt the beginnings of my release. The next few seconds were the most intense orgasm of my life. I lifted my torso from the bed screaming pushing his head deeper as I absolutely shattered to pieces.
Tremors shook my body as he continued to caress me. I fell back onto the bed panting trying to pull myself back into my body because honestly that had been so powerful I actually checked out for a few moments.
He snaked a trail up my torso licking until he reached my cleavage and pressed my breasts together licking each nipple causing me to burn again.
I pulled his mouth to mine and just as I almost connected with his lips he thrust hard inside me holding my leg over to one side and gripping my hip for traction. He kissed me as he thrust, rolling his hips inside me. The tension from his tip ramming the soft ending to my insides caused me to gasp.
He was groaning loudly with each stroke. His eyes fixed on mine and the intimacy had tears welling over my green irises. The amount of love that I saw swimming in those blue depths was overwhelming.
I watched the muscles in his beautiful jaw flex with each thrust and his lips parted as he traced his tongue over his bottom half sucking it into his mouth. “I love how you taste. It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced.” He panted.
I lifted my hips and hooked my ankles around his waist taking every bit he had. The pain was there at the sheer size of him but it also felt indescribably good. His eyes widened and with three more strokes they glassed over and his back pinned straight as every muscle in his chest and torso stretched and lengthened. It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.
He rolled several more times as he bent his frame to mine and placed kisses all over my chest and face.
“Yep, I came pretty close to dying there, Gemma. You’re definitely going to be the death of me, but I couldn’t ask for a better way to go out.” He smiled nestling his face into my neck.
“Yea, I could’ve used a couple paddles to my chest, too. I thought I was a goner.”
He laughed. “We should make sure we have adequate medical coverage. How’s your plan at work?”
Laughing I said, “I’m not sure it covers acts of sexual battery between willing participants.”
He guffawed as he pulled my face to his and kissed me long and hard.
Sleep was immediate. When I pulled myself up to the top of the bed and my head hit the pillow I was out.
The next morning Cailen woke me saying something in his sleep. I looked over and he had a ridiculous smile plastered to his face and I heard a garbled version of “Gemma” and smiled.
He was dreaming about me.
I leaned over and placed a kiss to his cheek as I wrenched myself free of the tangled sheets and walked to the bathroom. The sun was just rising and the beautiful orange and red streaks spread an amber hue over the dew- ridden grass.
I stood for a moment and appreciated God’s work. When I turned back to brush my teeth I saw Cailen standing, propped against the doorframe staring at me, smiling.
“Please don’t put on clothes, Gemma. I want to look at you all day, just like that.” He gestured up and down my body.
I smiled as I squeezed paste onto my brush and turned the faucet. He watched me intently as I scrubbed my mouth. Finally I spit the remaining paste into the sink and wiped my mouth with the towel.
I leaned against the sink and crossed my feet at the ankle running my fingers over my nipple rings and pinching. He shoved off the doorframe and had me pinned against the floor in seconds.
I didn’t wear clothes all day.
CHAPTER 9: OH YES WE DID
When the sun began to set I looked over. “Lets get dressed. I miss everyone.” I said smiling.
His eyes softened. “Your wish, my command, Gemma.” He hopped from the bed and reached in the drawer to pull out a t-shirt and sweat pants.
I smiled as I walked to the closet and reached for a pair of jeans and a cropped sweater that hung off one shoulder. I pulled them on and raked a brush through the ratted mess on my head. I most definitely had that recently fucked look.
Cailen was waiting for me when I walked from the bathroom. I grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door. We giggled and touched each other while we walked the obscenely long journey to the kitchen.
I heard Kincaid’s barreling deep voice and Lila’s cackling laugh. Just as we almost rounded the corner Cailen dropped my hand and walked over to the chair and picked up the camera we had carelessly tossed the night before.
The thought of looking at those pictures right now became irresistible but then I thought of how that would immediately lead us back to the bedroom, I found myself reaching for his arm.
“Not yet. As soon as we start thumbing through those you know exactly where it will lead. I at least want to say hi to everyone before we dive back into orgasm alley.”
Snorting he replied, “You are probably right, love. I’ll save it for later.”
He placed the camera on the granite shelf of a bookcase and reached for my hand.
When we walked through the doorway cheers erupted and whistles pierced my ears.
Alick raised his glass first. “Mr. and Mrs. Carmichael. It’s lovely of you to make an appearance. We thought we were going to have to listen to you shout each other’s names all night, too.”
My mouth opened and I let out a loud string of laughter. Cailen was unabashed and continued as if nothing happened grabbing the decanter and pouring two glasses of amber liquid.
Lila sauntered over, clearly wasted, and wrapped her arms around me winding her legs around my waist. “I don’t think a man has ever caused me to shout his name that many times—I’m fucking jealous.” She cooed.
Alick stared at her with burning eyes over the rim of his glass. As if he said her name aloud her eyes drifted across the room and speared him to the wall. The loud laughter and rumbling voices didn’t break their gaze and for a moment I could actually see them undressing each other.
I whispered in her ear, “He’s breakable, Lil. You have to be easy with him, ok? He’s not like all the other men we know. He’s good, to the core.”
I pulled back and her eyes never left his. “I don’t want to break him, Em. Not in the least.” Her voice was intense and sincere. Then she added in a more playful tone, “Although I wouldn’t mind if he tried to break me.”
A giggle escaped my lips. “You are most certainly one-of-a-kind, sweetheart.”
I kissed her cheek and Wiggled free to snuggle up just a little closer to my husband.
Mac brought out a bottle of tequila and just about every soul in the room groaned and shook their head. He smiled. “It’s time to amp it up a notch.” He said grinning as he filled six shot glasses to the brim.
I looked at Cailen. “Do you have a quarter?”
His brow furrowed. “Uh, I think so.” He rummaged through a drawer at the prep sink and fished out a coin. He dropped it into my palm and looked at me questioningly.
“Hey, Rory, pass me that cutting board propped against that wall.” I said pointing in the direction.
His eyes roved the area and then he walked over and grabbed the wooden board and passed it o
ver the counter. I placed it in the middle of the island and grabbed an empty shot glass.
“Ok. Who’s played quarters before?” I asked looking at each face.
No one spoke and each person shook their head. I laughed. “Well, this should be interesting then.” I mused. “Ok. So the object is to bounce the quarter on the board and land it into the glass. When you miss, you drink. Simple. Got it?”
Rory grinned wide and Mac was all out smiling. Cailen pulled my hips close and whispered a string of dirty things into my ear. I blushed but pinched the quarter between my thumb and forefinger and tossed it against the board causing it to bounce and spin high before it clattered into the glass.
Rory let out a whistle and Mac watched with wide eyes. “Looks simple enough.” He joked.
I smiled. “Batter up, darlin’.” I chimed.
Mac gripped the quarter in the same manner but as soon as it left his hand I knew it was going to clatter against the wood and clamor to the floor. We all watched it’s progress and it did, indeed, bounce from the wood rolling directly to the floor.
I yelped and pointed to the glass. “Drink up, slugger.”
He scowled and picked up the glass rolling it across his lips before tilting it back and dropping it into his other hand.
I winked and turned my head to Rory. He was more hesitant. He picked up the quarter and thought about his delivery. After a moment he dropped the silver onto the board and it bounced off the board not even touching the glass.
I laughed loud and watched as he rolled his eyes and picked up a shot to mimic Mac’s action.
When it was Cailen’s turn I looked around to his face as I straddled between his legs. He reached around me gripping the quarter and without hesitation hurled it onto the board and I watched it land with precision into the glass.
I was smiling before I turned to see his face. There was amusement dancing in those blues and I just shook my head.
Cheater.
By the end of the bottle I’d had one shot and Cailen hadn’t had any. Mac and Rory however were utterly trashed. Having not made one glass by the time they were half way through the bottle their eyes were crossed and they couldn’t even see the shot glass anymore. It was comical.
Kincaid was now deep in conversation with Cailen about an upcoming football game. I looked over in the corner and saw Lila laughing honestly with Alick and the body language was undeniable. They were smitten.
The night progressed lively until the sun began to rise and my eyelids were drooping. Cailen smiled and stroked my face. “Let me get you to bed, gorgeous.”
I yawned and smiled. “Sure, sure.”
He laughed. “No, really. Let me tuck you in and watch you sleep, love.”
“Lead the way, babe.” I slurred.
He slid his hands under my legs and lifted me off the stool with ease, carrying me down the hall to our room.
He pulled back the covers and laid me on my side placing a kiss to my lips as he climbed over and snuggled in on his side. I rolled over laying my head on his chest and was out in seconds.
When I woke up later in the day I felt reenergized. I looked over and realized I was alone. I jumped from the bed, a big smile stretched across my lip and headed for the shower.
Once I was scrubbed clean I stepped out and rubbed my coconut oil into my skin finishing with a fine layer to my hair. I played up my eyes with gold and brown layering mascara and liner around my eyes.
My clothing selection was dwindling so I grabbed an ice blue silk dress that hit high on my thigh and showed off the hard work I put into my leg routine. I let my hair hang long today and slipped into a pair of sky high stilettos that worked my calf muscles with each step.
I looked pretty damn good, I thought.
I started walking toward the kitchen and the usual booming noise was blasting down the hallway. I just smiled because I was seriously beginning to love it. I loved the energy and the friendships. Moving here, to this life, would be the easiest decision I’d ever made.
I rounded the corner and saw the usual scene of whisky and big burly men flanking the chairs. I smiled. “Where’s mine?”
Alick grinned lifting a glass off the counter shaking it lightly. I walked over and picked it from his hand lifting it to my mouth.
I looked around. “Where’s Cailen?”
Alick spoke around a huge mouthful of nachos. “Gym.” He mumbled.
My libido spiked at the thought of him sweaty and working his muscles.
My nipples twitched.
I opened the door and eased down the stairs. He had the music blaring and was running on a treadmill at an all out sprint. His muscles flexed with every stride and bounced just calling my name. My body responded automatically pressing my feet forward. I watched for a while mesmerized at his physical shape and ability. He was a damn machine.
When he slowed the pace and his feet were barely jogging he turned for his towel and caught my frame. His eyes trolled me and he licked his lips as a huge smile dancing around his lips.
The machine stopped and he strolled in that absolutely fucking sexy swagger across the room stabbing me with his eyes. The beads of sweat dripped off his brow and rolled down his shirtless body and my heart skipped a beat.
When he reached me he ran the towel over his face before he sealed his lips to mine and battered my tongue. “God you look fucking delicious. That color makes your skin look like creamy silk.” His voice was grovely and hoarse.
My hairs all stood on end and I swear my nipples did a happy dance under my dress.
“Don’t let me interrupt. I was actually enjoying the view.” I purred.
“I was going to hit the bench but suddenly all I want to lift and pound is you, love.”
I shivered.
“I’m all about physical achievement, any way I can help.”
He laughed. “Well then take that pretty ass upstairs and let me work you over until you can’t scream my name again.”
All I could manage was a shaky, “Ok.”
All my efforts to “cleanup” were moot because he had me chanting, screaming and huffing a sweat before we even made another appearance in the kitchen.
I was running the brush through my hair trying to diffuse the tangles when he wrapped his arms around my waist. I turned smiling. “I hope you got the full workout. I wouldn’t want you to miss anything.”
“I think I’m aptly worked.” He ran his tongue over my shoulder biting my neck. “But I could always use an extra set of lunges and thrusts.”
I cackled hysterically. “Well maybe you can but I am in danger of my lady part shutting down her services and existing the building.”
He threw his head back howling with laughter. “We most definitely can’t have that. I’m going to have to buy her flowers and get on my knees to apologize.”
“Oh no, no knees. If you get that close she’ll never speak to me again because you will undoubtedly get carried away.”
He snorted. “So fucking true, Gemma.”
I shook my head and pumped some lotion into my palms smoothing it over my hands as we walked to the kitchen. Halfway there I touched his arm causing him to look over.
“I am going to need to go back soon. Like maybe tomorrow. There are a lot of loose ends and I know I’m causing a lot of havoc to a lot of people. I owe them more than that.” I sighed as I finished.
He blinked and nodded. “I understand, love. We can leave whenever you wish.”
My brows furrowed. “Don’t you have any jobs coming up? What’s our schedule going to be like?”
His smile was blinding as he answered, “I love the way our sounds coming from your lips.” He kissed my fingertips. “Actually I do have a job coming up next week in Prague. Should be there for a few days. It’s a missionary trip so it should be interesting. Want to come with me?” He asked hopeful.
“Of course. You don’t think I’m going to let you leave your new wife at home while you travel the world with beautiful women throwing
themselves at you.” I said with marred incredulousness.
“Oh Gemma, there is but only one woman that will ever be throwing anything my way ever again and I can only pray it will be those fantastic nipple rings.” He finished with a wink.
My laugh was deep and husky as I replied, “Well, you’re in luck because they seem to be seasoned already. Whenever you speak they dance so I’m assuming they have pledged their allegiance.”
He stopped and placed his hands on his knees as he roared with laughter. “You are the only person on this earth that can get me every time, love. It makes me fall in love with you just a little bit more each time.”
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