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It’s as if we both think the same thing at the same time. I pull her closer, and she sits down and curls up on my lap. I inhale her scent, and it’s calming me like nothing else.
“You know I can’t sleep without you,” she whispers in my ear as I wrap my arms around her.
“Leave us,” I say to the others without breaking eye contact with her. “I need to take care of my wife.”
Gigi burrows her face into my neck, shy, and for once, all the Scalera boys file out of the room, without a word. They shoot me glances, though, and Luca holds my gaze. A mere minute ago, I was about to rip into someone if the right man presented himself. Why would they even trust me alone with her? Luca’s eyes say it all.I see how much you care for her. And we’ve always known you wouldn’t hurt a woman. See? It isn’t in your blood.
The door clicks closed, and we’re alone. I turn my cheek to rest against hers, holding on for a minute as I try to steady my head and heart.
“Steph? Are you okay?” she whispers eventually.
For the first time in my life, I might actually be okay.
“Yes, angel. How’re you feeling?” I ask as I press my lips to her temple.
“Rattled.” Her hand slides up my chest to play with my shirt’s collar.
“It’s going to be okay.”
I tug the bow keeping the robe closed. As it starts to unknot, I groan. It’s way past midnight, and after everything that’s happened, this should be the last thing on my mind. I’m already hard for her, and we both need this now. Something to get our minds off everything that happened; something to remind her she’s mine. Something to show her I can’t let go.
Gigi unbuttons my shirt, but as soon as her robe is untied, I guide her hand to rest on her hip.
“I want to unwrap you like the gift you are, angel.”
The universe has given me this woman to love and to protect, at a time I needed it the most. I slip my hand underneath the robe and ease it off her shoulder, slowly revealing her breast. Her nipple pebbles, and she shakes the sleeve off, leaving her one side bare.
I skim my hand over her skin, from her shoulder to her hip, then all the way to her ankle.
“You’re so soft…so beautiful,” I murmur as I trail my fingers up to her hip again.
She shivers with a sigh and cups my cheek. “I’m all yours. Only yours, Steph.”
Her lips are on my jaw, pressing kisses ever higher until our mouths connect and I swipe hers open with a languid brush of my tongue.
We kiss for a long time, this being a novelty in this game we’ve been playing. I inch my hand between her legs, and she moans as she weaves her fingers into my hair.
“Open up for me, Gigi. Let me feel how wet you are.”
She complies, and as I touch her, she rocks into my hand. My cock pulses against her thigh, and there’s too much fabric between us. I make her sit so her robe falls away. She’s nakedin my arms, and in the library’s soft light, she looks like a real angel. When she peels my shirt off, I sit forward, and she shifts, pushing the robe to the floor. She straddles my lap, and I ease back. As she works my belt and zipper, I circle her sensitive nipples with my thumbs.
Her breathing becomes strained as she arches into my touch, and we both drag in ragged breaths when she slides her hand into my underwear and wraps her hand around my cock. I shift deeper into the seat and cup her ass as pre-cum drips from the tip. She teases her thumb over it, readying me for her tight little pussy.
“Steph,” she murmurs.
“Take what you want, angel. Take what you need.” Let her break her vows first, and then, I’ll show her how it’s done.
Gigi lifts, her hands on my shoulders, and I rub the tip up and down her slit before positioning it at her entrance. As she lowers down on me, she gasps, and I grunt. Fuck. I knew she was going to be perfect, so fucking perfect and tight. I grip her ass and lift her up an inch, then ease her down again, each time going deeper until I’m completely sheathed and her inner walls grip me tight.
For a moment, we stare at each other, her gaze hazed in arousal, my heart in my throat.
“Just for the record, this isn’t sex,” she whispers.
“No, angel, this isn’t sex.” I want to plunder her body, claim her as mine, but she’s rolling her hips in a slow, seductive rhythm, in no rush to find release. This is it. I can stay like this forever. “This, angel, is making love.”
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