Only Him (Only One 1)

“I think we should take a shower,” Gemma suggests.

My eyebrows pop up. “Already?” I know what her insinuation implies.

“You need a break, or do I need to remind you of what you’d be missing?” She slides her hand between our bodies and wraps her fingers around my cock. “I think he’s on board.”

“You’re insatiable,” I growl, pushing my hips into her hand as she continues to stroke me. “Fuck.”

“That’s what I thought.” She climbs on top of me and pushes me back as her pussy rubs against me. “I’m not wasting a minute I have with you, so you better meet me in the bathroom in thirty seconds. Otherwise, I’ll start without you.”

CHAPTERTHIRTY-SEVEN

GEMMA

The momentI leap off the bed, Tyler’s chasing me, and I squeal all the way down the hallway. He quickly catches me in his arms and spins me until I’m facing him.

“Nice try.” He flashes a devilish smirk as his arms slide down my back. “You have an amazing ass, by the way. I can’t stop touching it.”

Tyler has no idea how many years I’ve spent hating my body—too flat, too skinny, too ugly.

He notices my expression change and tilts up my chin. “Whatever negative thoughts are filling your mind right now, stop. You’rebeautiful. Your sweet tits and fine ass are just a bonus.”

I burst out laughing and pull his lips down to mine, sinking my tongue into his mouth. “Thank you,” I mutter. “I appreciate you saying that.”

“I fucking mean it, Gemma. Nothing will ever affect how I feel about you. I’m in love with you because of who you are. Not anything else.”

“And that’s why I love the hell out of you. Now, get me in that shower now,” I demand. “I have some wild fantasies to fulfill.”

Tyler chuckles and shakes his head, then turns on the shower. Once the water’s warm, we step in. Immediately, I’m swarmed by the hot stream and Tyler’s hands and mouth. I can’t get enough of him. I never could, and I most definitely won’t be able to now.

The anticipation of Tyler claiming my body again is almost too much for me to handle. As the memories of our summer together flood in, I remember why I never stopped loving him.

I spin around in his arms until his chest is to my back. His thick cock presses against my body as I arch my back, allowing him to slide it up and down my pussy. Leaning down and flattening my palms on the shower wall, I widen my legs to give him access. Squeezing my hips, he pushes in deep, making me gasp out in relief. He ravages me from behind with desperate thrusts, and I can’t control the moans that escape from my lips. Tyler grunts and slides his hands up and down my body. He circles my clit, massages my breasts, and pounds into me as if his life depends on it.

Once the buildup is too much, my pussy clenches, and I unravel around his dick. This feeling is almost too much yet at the same time, not enough.

I want more.

Ialwayswant more of him.

Tyler’s close, and when I look over my shoulder, his eyes are closed tight. I whisper sweet words and tell him to fuck me harder. Moments later, he’s growling out his release as he spills inside me again.

The connection between us is so intense that I get emotional thinking about it. He holds me in his arms after we clean up. When he kisses me slowly, he nearly steals my breath away.

Once we’re satiated, it doesn’t take long before we’re ready to pass out. I immediately fall asleep in his arms without a worry in the world.

The next morning, Tyler wakes me with his tongue between my legs. After he devours me as if I’m his queen, he crawls up my body and kisses me, allowing me to taste myself, which is a real turn-on.

“I could get used to that,” I say. “Who needs coffee first thing when you can have an orgasm instead?”

“Exactly.” He smirks. “But just to be extra nice, I’ll make you breakfast in bedwithcoffee.”

“You keep treating me to sex and food like this, and I’m never gonna leave your bed.”

Tyler smiles, then kisses my forehead. “That’s my plan.”

I lie down while he goes to the kitchen to cook. I honestly don’t know how things could get any better.

Thirty minutes later, Tyler brings a tray with two steaming hot mugs and two plates of eggs and toast. I sit up, and he grabs his, then settles next to me.