Gifted Connections 3 - Page 18

“Me too, honey, me too,” he stood

up and quickly stripped. He wore boxer briefs. My eyes widened at the girth of him as he sprang forth. “Are you sure?” he asked once more.

I got on my hands and knees and crawled to the edge of the bed. I would show him how very sure I was of this. I drew him in my mouth tasting his salty sweetness.

“Damn, honey,” he hissed in a near painful groan. “You’ll unman me before I even get to lose myself in between your legs.”

He reached down and tried to pull my head away. I just wanted a few more seconds to lick him and suck on him as I bobbed up and down his length. I looked up at him, knowing my lips were swollen. “Lose yourself,” I laid back down and removed my panties for him.

He needed no further bidding as he crawled above me. I took his length in my hands and arched up to meet his thrust.

I hissed out in the painful pleasure that followed.

“Oh honey,” he hissed out. He filled me completely, and my body needed a moment to adjust to him. “You feel so damn good,” he whispered in my ear as he withdrew.

I linked my legs around his waist not wanting him to go too far. He chuckled in my ear. “This is better than my imagination,” he moaned as I thrust up to him.

“Mine too,” I said as I drew his lips back down to mine.

Our mouth explored each other as he continued to push in and out of me with languid strokes. He made sure to hit my sweet spot with every thrust.

“I’m going to come,” I moaned as I felt the pressure build within. “Come with me,” I pleaded to him.

“I was waiting for you,” he groaned as he picked up his pace. Pushing in and out of me with harder faster strokes.

I lost it. I completely unraveled in his arms. Stars burst behind my eyelids. He captured my screams in his mouth before he muffled his groans in my throat. I felt so powerful knowing I could make him make those sounds as I felt him lose himself in me, too.

“I think we should just stay here for the rest of the night.” I sighed as we got dressed.

He looked over at me as he pulled on his jeans. He hadn’t put back on his glasses yet and his hair was a sexy mess. He looked more than satisfied and the least tense I had ever seen him.

“I wish,” he smiled, and at my continued scrutiny, he cocked his head to the side. “What are you thinking?”

I’m thinking that you look so sexy right now without your glasses on and your hair wild from my hands running through them. You look so happy and relaxed. I love this look on you, I compelled my thoughts to him.

Only because I got to finally know what it was like to be with the woman I love, his thoughts drifted back to me.

My heart skipped a beat. Jaxson had already admitted his love to me, and although I had a feeling the other guys loved me, it still was nice to hear the words. I liked to know I wasn’t the only one falling. “I love you too,” I whispered back. “I feel liberated now. Like no one can come between us.” I bit my lip shyly as I pulled my shirt over my head.

It took me a moment to realize Drake was silent. I pulled my hair back up into a messy bun and looked at him.

“What?” I asked confused at his dumfounded expression.

“You heard that?” he said in stunned awe.

I paused for a moment and then gasped. “You didn’t say that, aloud did you?”

“No, honey,” he shook his head. “No, I didn’t.”

I sat there in astonished silence. Jaxson and I had been able to communicate telepathically for years. I hadn’t thought it was possible to have two-way conversations with all of them. Maybe our connections were getting stronger and it was now possible. I had to test this theory out.

We were just putting the sauce on the ravioli in the pans when Jemmy, Rachel, and Dawn came back to the apartment to help us carry the food down to the conference room. Finishing dinner with Drake with no interruptions had been nice. Drake had been more affectionate. He caressed me and kissed me numerous times, making it more fun.

“Hey, bro,” Jemmy blew a bubble with the bubble gum in her mouth. “Why is your hair so…messy.” She exchanged a sly look with Dawn and Rachel. “Oh, my goodness, did you already break out the lingerie?!” she shrieked at me.

I stuck my tongue out at her. “Not yet,” I smiled over at Drake with a wink. “Maybe later.”

Drake reddened around his ears. Don’t encourage her.

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