Holden's Resurrection (Gemini Group #6) - Riley Edwards Page 0,74

made sense when she was near. She brightened his world, made it better.

Fuck, he loved this woman. Always had and always would.

“More,” she urged.

“No baby, slow.”

“Holden.”

“Slow, Leigh-Leigh. You feel so damn beautiful I don’t want it to end.” Holden pulled his face out of her neck and looked down at the woman he loved. “I love you so damn much. Only you. It has always been you.”

Charleigh’s head tipped back, her eyes closed, and she moaned as Holden rocked into her harder.

“Open your pretty eyes and look at me.” Holden waited until she complied and gave her another deep thrust. “Do you understand? Only you.”

“Yes,” she groaned and lifted her hips.

Holden kept his slow pace until Charleigh dug her heels into his ass and her nails raked down his back. But it was when she let an impatient whimper, he knew she was close to the edge.

“You want more, Leigh-Leigh?”

“God, yes.”

He hitched her leg up higher, then finally allowed his hand to skim her soft skin on his way to her breast. Heavy, full tits he’d been dying to play with but had refrained in fear once he started, he’d lose control. The moment his thumb grazed her hard nipple, he knew he’d been right. Charleigh gasped and arched into his touch and he snapped.

“Beautiful,” he groaned as he pinched and rolled her nipple. “More?” Her eyes flared in a nonverbal answer and he smiled. “Yeah, my girl wants more.”

Holden pulled back and slammed home, loving the way Charleigh moved with him, accepted him, taking what she wanted, unabashed and demanding.

“Hard…er,” she stammered.

Slick, wet, heat coated his cock. So fucking hot it scalded, burned, set every cell in his body on fire.

Holden gave her nipple one last pinch before he slid his hand under Charleigh’s shoulder so he could hold her steady as he set about fucking his woman. Gone were the gentle glides. Her body jolted under his as he slammed into her until her pussy quivered. Her climax detonated his. His ears roared, muffling the sound of their bodies coming together, drowning out her moans, dulling the sound of her chanting his name. And just like always, the world melted away. It was him and her and their connection. Insane pleasure rippled through him—nothing had ever felt so good and he thought she should know that.

“Nothing in the world feels as good as you.”

Holden rolled his hips, an insatiable need to be as deep as he could get. His body shook when the first jet of come poured into her. He didn’t stop trembling until he’d emptied himself fully, and only then did he feel truly whole. A carnal satisfaction washed over him. It was probably the most animalist, savage, honest thought he’d ever had. But there it was—Charleigh turned him into a barbarian, and knowing he’d bathed, marked, laved her with his release made his chest expand. It filled him with gratification that a woman as perfect as Charleigh would accept him into her beautiful body.

The only thing better would’ve been if our coupling resulted in a baby.

“Holden,” Charleigh wheezed, and Holden quickly rolled, taking some of his weight off of her.

“Most beautiful woman on the planet.”

“Hardly,” she returned and tried to look away but Holden caught her chin and held her gaze.

“I’m serious, Leigh-Leigh. Everything about you calls to me. It’s primal and soul-deep. You’re it for me. No one in the world compares to you.”

Holden saw it—uncertainty.

Fuck. No.

“Promise me you’re gonna fight so we can get back what I broke.”

“I can’t.”

Those two whispered words felt like a blade to his throat. He needed this woman to live. And if he hadn’t before, he did it right then—with his spent cock still buried deep, their combined releases leaking down his balls, the smell of her surrounding him, the memory of her moaning his name still fresh in his mind—he vowed to never stop fighting. He would win her back. There was no other option.

“You can.”

“I can’t until you prove to me this is real. I can’t let myself get so caught up in us that I lose focus on what’s important. I can’t let you barge in again and sweep me off my feet. This time, it’s different. It’s not just me.” Charleigh paused to lick her lips and her eyes turned pleading. “Please be real. Please prove to me that this time you’ll trust me. Please fight for us until I know that you won’t turn on me again. I know we’re supposed to be