Murder_ A Sinful Secrets Romance - Ella James Page 0,221

ruined. Like I would never, I could never, be clean again. Every time she smiles at me, I feel like I’ve been baptized. Her love cleanses my soul, restores me, in a way I had no fucking clue was possible.

“I have a perfect life,” I tell the man in front of us. I look at Gwen. “One that I don’t deserve. But you can’t earn somebody’s love. It’s given or it isn’t love to start with. I don’t know why this happened to Gwen and me. If it was God or something like that. But it’s one of hell of a coincidence.” I smile at Gwen. “We’re going to spend our lives together, and this—it’s just the start. It’s just the first chapter of our story,” I say, giving Brian a funny look, then smiling back at Gwen. I can’t help it. “After the movie is over, our story will still be going. Just the two of us.”

And when Brian goes, I show her what I mean. Pig and I walk to her house, still holding hands, and when I get her in the door, I toss her on the couch and peel her clothes off— shirt, then bra, sucking her nipples, wriggling her jean shorts down. All she’s wearing is a small, white thong. I drag it off and part her legs, tasting her sweetness.

Gwenna moans and pulls my hair. Inside my jeans, my cock throbs.

“Mmmm,” I rumble as I stroke her up and down her slit, and ease a finger into her heat. “So warm and wet…”

“I’ve been waiting!” She laughs. The sound is husky. Beautiful.

She wraps her legs around my neck, lifting herself up to my face, and my balls tighten. “Jesus, woman… I’m not gonna last…”

“Oh yes, you are…” She tugs my hair and moans as I kiss between her lips and slide another finger into her. “You’re going to last forever.” She laughs, rocking against my face again. “I need you, too…please!”

I flick her clit with my tongue. “What can I do for you, Piglet?”

“Your cock…” She pouts. “Put it inside me!”

Leaving my fingers in her, sucking on her clit, I take my jeans down with my right hand, then jerk myself off while I smirk down at Gwen. “You want the whole thing?”

“Yes… Oh, please,” she moans as I swirl my head between her lips. “Please…Bear.”

She spreads her legs wider. I draw my fingers out and tease my way from her clit down to where she wants it. “Please… right there.” I work my way inside, just the tip, and Gwenna groans so loud I feel it in my balls.

She pushes against me, trying to take me deeper. I pull out a little.

“Barrett!”

I grin. “Okay.” I curl down over her and kiss her chest, and then I shove inside, a little rough—the way she wants it.

“OHHHH!”

“Like that?”

“Oh God… Again!”

I draw myself out, shuddering at how fucking tight and hot and good she feels. I push back in.

“Ahhhh… Love you, Barrett.”

I hold her gaze. “You more.”

She grunts—and arches up against me. I know what she’s asking for. I stretch out just a little, ignoring the ache in my back as I roll my tongue over her nipple. Gwenna likes it when I bite them, as I fuck her—hard.

I can tell when she’s getting close, because she gets so slick and stops saying my name, just panting as I fill her up and leave her empty, gasping as I fill her up and moaning when I leave. I fucking love the way her body starts to shake. My muscles tighten and I feel myself get even fucking harder. Pleasure spins out from my cock all down my legs, making my lower belly tighten, too. It’s like a roller coaster. I hold onto her.

“Love you, Piglet…”

“Love you.”

Our moans blend together in a symphony of need, and this time, like some others, we come at the same moment. Afterwards, we lie there in each other’s arms and hold on tight.

And Gwenna cries.

“What’s wrong, baby?”

“Happy.” She smiles as she wipes her tears. “Tell me you are too.”

“Oh fuck, there’s no one happier than me.”

“You love me lots.”

“And lots.”

“Forever? And ever?” She giggles.

“And ever, and ever, and ever. With everything I have, and everything I am.”

“Can we write our own vows?” she murmurs as her sleepy eyes sag shut.

“I’m all yours, Piglet. Tell me what you need, I make it happen.”

She yawns, smiling. Her hand reaches for my face and cups my scratchy cheek.

“Just you.”

I top it off with dinner