I writhed against the tight fit, my body resisting.
"You're not ready yet."
"Fuck me.
God .
just f**k me!" He reached down with one hand and grabbed my hip, stemming my frenzied attempts to push up and take more of him.
"You're swollen."
I fought his hold.
My nails dug into the tight curves of his ass and I tugged him against me.
I didn't care that it might hurt.
If I didn't get him in me I thought I'd lose my mind.
"Give it to me."
Gideon slid his hand into my hair, fisting it to hold me where he wanted me.
"Look at me."
"Gideon!" "Look at me."
I stilled at the command in his voice.
I stared up at him, my frustration melting as I watched a slow, gradual transformation sweep over his handsome face.
His features tightened first, as if he were pained.
A wince knit his brow.
His lips parted with a gasp, his chest beginning to heave with labored breaths.
A tic began in his jaw, the muscle spasming violently.
His skin grew hot, searing me.
But what mesmerized me most was his piercing blue eyes and the unmistakable vulnerability that sifted through them like smoke.
My pulse quickened in response to the change in him.
The mattress shifted as he dug his feet in, his body bracing - "Eva."
He jerked, then started coming, spurting hotly into me.
His pleasured groan vibrated against me, his c*ck sinking through the sudden flood of se**n to bottom out inside me.
"Ah .
Christ."
All the while he looked at me, showing me his face when he usually hid in the crook of my neck.
I saw what he'd wanted me to see .