I swallowed hard and imagined what I was about to see, knowing it would be impressive from the bulge that punched out in the front of his pants. As his thick, proud cock sprang forward between us, I licked my lips and then went for his mouth, wanting to taste him again.
Kissing me with care, he pulled me close before stepping out of his clothes. I kicked off the rest of my clothes as he led us to the shower where the hot steam billowed into the room. He stepped under the spray, and when I joined him, he turned me to the wall and stood behind me. The water shot down across his shoulder and hit my back, and I closed my eyes, waiting for his touch to find me again.
The fresh, crisp scent of citrus hit my nose as his hands landed on my breasts. I opened my eyes to see the sudsy peaks, and heat flared between my legs as he worked his way across my tight nipples and down my stomach. Before he hit the place of my desire, his hands circled up across my breasts again, working up the lather.
“Relax, Luna, and touch me,” he whispered into my ear sending chills down my neck.
I hadn’t realized my hands were holding me up against the shower walls, and on his command, I placed my hand on his leg behind me.
His skin was so warm and tight, and as I rubbed his hip with one hand and placed the other on his arm, his cock brushed against my lower back. My breath hitched and I tensed as he dipped his hand down to cup my mound. He turned me around and kissed me as his hands brushed all the suds away. Once we were both soap free, he backed me up against the wall and kissed me.
His kiss lingered down my neck and to my breasts, capturing my nipple between his lips. That sent a shot of electricity tingling at my core and I moaned, flinching at the sensation. He kept working his mouth in the same manner, grazing his teeth across my sensitive buds. He pulled back with a smile.
“Do you like that?” I nodded and croaked out a sound that was meant to be a yes and he chuckled. “You still haven’t touched me, Luna.”
For a moment, I was confused because my hands had been all over him. His chest, his arms, and even his hips and ass, but then I realized what he meant. I glanced down to his thick erection and looked back up. It seemed strange to share, and I wondered if the two of us being on full display, considering I’d never even been in bed with a man, was a good idea.
He leaned in and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood on his feet to get even closer. I pressed myself against him until his cock pressed against my stomach.
Much to my dismay, the water was shut off and Gabriel stepped out, his gorgeous body dripping wet and the same smile plastered on his face. He held out his hand to me, and I stepped out with him, reaching out for a towel.
He opened one up and held it for me, and as I stepped into it, he closed it around me and rubbed my arms. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”
I took hold of the towel, ignoring the question. “Thank you – and likewise.” He dried himself off before taking my hand and leading me to the bed.
“So, what’s next?” I climbed into the bed and nestled down into the covers. The tingles between my legs hadn’t ebbed, and I wanted him to ease the ache any way he wanted.
He pulled back the covers and lay down, nestling against me. “Now we sleep, and when you’re ready, we’ll do more.” He kissed my hair and placed his arm across me.
I didn’t understand. I thought that’s what we were doing? “I’m ready now. I thought we’d-”
“We’re both stressed, we’ve both got too much on our minds, and you couldn’t even touch me in there. Your head isn’t in it, and I highly doubt that your heart is.”
“But I did feel it, I do want it.” I hadn’t ever been so exposed or vulnerable, and now he would deprive me?
“Well, then maybe your head is too into it, too crammed full of things to know what you’re doing. I need you aware. I need your touch, too. I don’t want it half way.” He squeezed me tight and kissed me.
“I care too much for you to let that be how it goes down. Besides, Luna, it’s not fair to you. I could be going away. If I do, I might not come back, and you’d be long moved on. You should give it to someone you love, not someone you’re stuck with.”
Humiliation cut like a knife. I had turned him off. “Sorry you feel that way. I guess you’re right: I should save it for someone who loves me.” I turned away, done with the idea. I’d be damned if I begged my own husband to deflower me.
Chapter Sixteen
Gabriel
I was two seconds away from ordering myself a new desk before I decided against it. The crappy coffee table desk was a cluttered mess, and after spilling coffee all over the floor yet a second time, I was ready to get out of the damned honeymoon suite.
Honeymoon? What a joke. Unfortunately, I hadn’t laughed since mine and Luna’s shower two nights ago. I should have taken her anyway. Instead, I let my integrity get the best of me. It wasn’t that I didn’t believe everything I’d laid out for her, but dammit, I wanted her so fucking bad. And then to hear her admit that she should give it to someone who loves her, man, that cut deep.
I guess I couldn’t blame her. Things had been going much better since the drunken wedding night, when you didn’t count all the other drama, but I could hardly say I loved her. As I wanted to, it was all too soon, and wishing all the other drama of the investigation didn’t exist wasn’t enough to make it any better.
It wasn’t like she loved me, either. She’d made that clear enough, wanting the annulment so badly, and I doubted that had changed. When she thought I’d deny her the privilege, she freaked right out on me.
My head throbbed as I searched through my email, and before I could find relief from the pills I stashed in my briefcase, Joe knocked.
I crossed the room and checked the peephole and opened the door. “Thanks, man. You have any trouble?”
He passed me the envelope and shook his head. “Not a bit. Let me know if I can help out.”