Experience was good for one thing. It kept me from behaving like a caveman…at least for a little while.
“Gabbie,” I began.
“H-hi,” she stammered. “I-I wasn’t expecting you.”
“I know. I’m sorry for that. I’m sorry for everything. You should have woken up in my arms, not alone.”
I stepped towards her, removing my jacket. She gulped as she took in my body.
“I will make it up to you every day of your life…if you’ll let me,” I continued.
Her bottom lip trembled. “Oh, Nick.”
“So tell me, and be honest,” I whispered, cupping her soft, dark cheek. “What do you really want for Christmas?”
She shut her eyes. “You.”
“Just me?” I asked. “You don’t want anything else?”
Her eyes flew open. “I don’t understand. You’re all I could ever want.”
“Really? Just me? Won’t that get rather lonely?”
“Well, no. We’ll have…” she looked down again.
“We’ll have what?”
“Nothing. It doesn’t matter. It’s too much, I’m happy with just this for now.”
“I don’t want you to be just happy, Gabbie. I want every day of your life to feel like Christmas.”
She smiled, laughing gently. “That sounds so weird coming form you right now.”
“Why?”
“Because you growled it,” she said.
I ran a finger over her mouth. Her lips parted as she sighed, so responsive to my touch. “Tell me what you want, Gabbie. What you’ve always wanted—besides me.”
She closed her eyes, gathering her strength. “I want a baby. Your baby.”
“That’s what I was hoping you’d say,” I told her, unable to keep it all bottled up inside anymore. "I love you more than I ever should have. God, Gabbie. You're my entire life. I told everyone I'd married you because it was the right thing to do, so you could get your half of the company. And at first, maybe that was the reason for it. At least, it was the excuse I needed to be able to propose to you. But the truth is, I've loved you for so long. I've always wanted to have a family with you."
"Do you really mean that?”
“Yes. Always.” I put a finger beneath her chin and gently guided her to look up at me until I brought my head down, pressing our lips together. She kissed me back, her hands wrapping around my waist.
The divorce could go to Hell. Gabbie was my wife, the mother of my child, and I loved her. Nothing would stop me from loving her either.
We continued to kiss like a pair of horny teenagers. This is what I'd been missing out on for so long. If I'd only gotten my head out of my ass sooner, I could've had it any time I wanted. But there would be time to berate myself later. Right now, I needed to make up for all the lost time. And she wouldn't be leaving the bed for a good, long time. Neither of us would.
Our tongues dueled together as our hands roamed all over each other's bodies. There was nothing holding us back now, no self-restraint needed.
This was what we both wanted, both needed. And damn it, we would have it.
But I would take my time with her. She was my princess, my queen, and I would make damn sure she knew that. Gabbie whimpered when I did finally break the kiss, but she'd barely had time to catch her breath before my lips were working their way down her body. I couldn't get enough of the way she tasted, kissing and licking every inch of her naked body.
She laid spread eagle in the middle of our bed, her hands balled up in the sheets, as she moaned. I loved that sound, loved hearing her moans echoing around us as I continued to tease her. I could've easily spent all day doing just that, licking and kissing and sucking her body. And something told me Gabbie wouldn't have complained for a second.
As much fun as that was though, I wanted to do so much more with her. The single time we'd had sex before had seemed to be over so quickly. I was determined to make this time last as long as I could. I wanted to see just how many times I could make Gabbie come. How long would she be able to hold on? How many times could she go before she physically couldn't take it anymore?
These were all things I should've known about her by now, and I was damn sure going to find them all out.
Her pussy was dripping wet by the time I reached it, and I dove into it like a madman. God, she tasted amazing, unlike anything I'd ever experienced. How had I gone so long without this in my life? Now that I knew this was what she wanted, knew just what I'd been missing out on, it would take a miracle to get the two of us out of bed again!
"Oh god," she moaned out. I glanced up and saw she had her eyes closed, her teeth gritted together. Her entire body shivered as I continued working my tongue in and out of her. It would not take much more to push her over the edge, to bring her right where I wanted her.
And seeing that look of pure ecstasy on her face just spurred me on. There was no stopping me now. She was at the edge, and I was determined to push her off that cliff, into the waiting abyss below.
She continued to moan out, her body shaking even harder as she got closer and closer. Her breathing turned into ragged gasps, her hips arching up off the bed. Somehow, she released her grasp on the sheets and brought her hands to my head, grabbing my hair and holding on for dear life. It was like she was trying to suffocate me with her pussy, and I wasn't going to complain.
This would be one hell of a way to die, and I was all for it!
"Oh god!" she screamed out again. Her hips arched higher and her hands pushed tighter against me as
