So close. I need to be closer.
He didn’t wait. He buried himself inside her with one smooth stroke.
He hesitated. “Okay?” he grunted.
She felt stretched, but there was no pain. Gabe was a big man everywhere, but Chloe loved the feeling of having their bodies joined this way. “Amazing.”
He pulled back and slid back into her slowly, making her long for more.
“More. Harder.”
“I’m trying to be careful,” he growled.
“No need,” she assured him, ecstatic when he began a faster, more demanding pace. “Yes,” she encouraged.
He claimed her over and over again, his cock entering and retreating at what seemed like almost an impossible pace. Chloe’s head thrashed from side to side as she felt her entire being start to fly free, her impending climax starting to build.
“Mine, Chloe. You’re mine,” he told her on a strangled groan.
She felt conquered.
She felt adored.
She felt overwhelmed.
And she felt amazingly…free.
“Gabe,” she cried out as her orgasm overtook her mind, her body a mass of burning need.
“Come for me, Chloe,” Gabe cajoled, shifting positions so his shaft rubbed along her clit with every pummeling stroke.
His demand was unnecessary because her core began to clench down hard on his cock.
She lifted her hips as she rode the tumultuous wave of her climax, milking Gabe to his own release.
“Fuck! Chloe!” Gabe groaned as he continued to bury himself inside her.
His mouth crashed down on hers almost violently as he spilled his hot release inside her. Overwhelmed, Chloe stroked her hands over his sweat-dampened back, her nails sinking into his flesh as she quivered in ecstasy.
He lifted his mouth from hers and rolled onto his back, leaving her connected to him and sprawled over his body in a sweaty heap of tangled arms and legs.
Resting her head on his heaving chest, Chloe panted for breath, still unsure of what had just happened. It wasn’t that she didn’t understand orgasms. Granted, no man had ever been patient enough to make her get off before, but now she completely understood what it felt like to have a man worship her body. It felt frighteningly divine.
“I think you’re right,” she whispered against his chest after she had caught her breath.
“About what?” Gabe asked curiously, his hand stroking her hair.
“It’s going to take more than a week.” She couldn’t imagine one week with him and then…nothing.
Gabe laughed so loud that the happy noise echoed in the large bedroom. “I knew I was right about that one even before I took you to bed,” he said smugly.
He was silent for a while before he spoke in a low voice. “I didn’t use a condom. I’m sorry. I got carried away because I’ve wanted you for so long. But I’m clean. I had a check recently, and I haven’t wanted to be with anyone else but you after that.”
Chloe’s heart melted. “I had the shot. I’m covered. And all of my tests were negative. I think you already know I haven’t been with anyone either.”
“You’ll never want to be again,” Gabe grumbled. “I’m going to keep you so happy that you won’t want anybody else.”
Chloe’s heart skipped a beat at his declaration. “I am happy,” she admitted, her gaze meeting his.
“I know,” he said without false modesty.
“But I should be getting to work,” she said regretfully. It felt so good lying body to body with Gabe that she didn’t want to get up.
“Make one move to get up and I’ll come after you,” Gabe threatened. “We’re taking the day off. Now that I have you in my bed, you aren’t getting out any time soon.”
Chloe sighed and got comfortable, knowing it was going to be an amazing day. For once, there was something more important than the horses.
There was Gabe.
Chloe woke the next morning happier than she’d ever remembered being. The source of her contentment was cuddling her naked body, his arms wrapped tightly around her even in sleep, her head pillowed on his chest.
Gabe.
Lifting her head, she gazed down at him, her heart clenching in her chest as she looked at his face. She smiled as his arms tightened reflexively, but he didn’t wake. Even in sleep, he wanted to shelter her.
For the first time in a long while, she’d slept like a rock. Glancing at the clock at the bedside, she realized she slept for over eight hours, exhausted from an entire day and evening of Gabe’s tutelage.
She sighed. And what a great teacher he’d been. Yes, he was demanding and bossy, but he was also tender, kind, and patient with her, something she’d never experienced before.
Running a hand through her hair, Chloe realized she was probably a mess. Somehow it seemed really unfair that Gabe just looked even sexier with a little scruff on his jaw in the morning, and even messier hair than usual. He had an underlying sensual magnetism that drew her even when he was sleeping.
I have to get up. I have horses to see.
Nothing urgent had come up yesterday, and she and Gabe hadn’t gotten a call. They also hadn’t stepped outside of the bedroom except to eat. They’d talked a lot, and the things they’d shared probably weren’t important, but somehow seemed intimate when they were being discussed naked.
Looking at the clock again, she wondered how she could get out of Gabe’s hold without waking him. She was already starting late, the sun having risen. Things started early on the ranch¸ and she had to get to her office and lab.
Her face flushed as she wondered how to explain her absence yesterday. Not that Cal or any of the other staff would ask, but she felt like she owed them some kind of explanation. She’d been shacked up with the boss for nearly twenty-four hours.