Trusting Gibson (Last Score Book 2) by K. L. Shandwick

pulled air into his lungs and spoke in a frustrated tone.
    “Fuck, Chloe, I’m trying to take it slowly but just seeing you like this tests my patience and control to the maximum.  I know you need soft and gentle, but every ounce of my craving is to create chaos in your mind by fucking you so hard it erases every bad memory you have right out of you.” My mouth went dry and I was quickly reminded of Gibson’s notorious reputation and bit my lip. Something inside of me should have been warning me off but it wasn’t. Gibson was trying to respect me by considering what I might need over his own wants.
    Still fully clothed, Gibson was shaking with restraint as I reached for his belt buckle. Snickering knowingly, he raised an eyebrow and looked delighted that I was forward enough to go after what I wanted. Leaning forward, he licked and nibbled my ear, making me shiver, then whispered, “Tell me what you want, Chloe.”
    Instantly my flesh became alive and my excited reaction was to curl up in ecstasy bunching my ear to my neck at the effect of what he did to me. Gibson reached over his shoulder and grabbed a fistful of his soft white cotton t-shirt, yanking it over his head.
    My eager eyes instantly fell to focus on his chest and I leaned forward, planting a soft kiss over his heart. Gibson tossed the garment on the floor. Scooping me in his arms, he rolled beneath me and I positioned myself assertively astride his hips.
    Sitting squarely on his dick, he felt huge through the coarse material of his jeans. Gibson’s fingers stroked my hair then flicked it behind my shoulders, tucking it behind my ears. Licking his lips, he took both breasts in the palms of his hands.
    Sexy eyes stared up at me as he dragged his tongue across his bottom lip slowly and his head rose off the bed toward my chest. Cupping my breast, he rolled his tongue around the nipple, licking it and then blew softly on it before closing his mouth and engulfing a wide mouthful. He sucked it hard and I could feel the drawing sensation reach all the way down to my core. Gasping loudly in response to what he was doing to me, my breath hitched and a whispered moan escaped from my throat as I exhaled, “Ohhh.”
    Looking up with my breast still in his mouth, Gibson snickered and then mumbled, “You liked that, huh?” Pecking my stiff nipple again with short kisses, he placed his hands on my hips and began undulating under me, rubbing my needy pussy against his erect dick still under his rough jeans.
    “Chloe, I’m mesmerized by you, darlin’, those stunning blue eyes of yours make me feel helpless…speechless.  Well, not speechless because I’m talking, but you know what I mean.”  Gibson snickered again and put his warm hand behind my head to draw me down toward his face. Stopping me an inch from his mouth, his tongue traced my lips painfully slowly.
    “You know…I really want to taste you all the time? When I look at your mouth, I can’t see it without wanting to lick your lips or to feel your hot tongue in my mouth. Or for you to suck mine and bite my lip. Damn, you make me so fucking hard, Chloe.”
    Clearing my throat, I swallowed hard.  I was still an inch from his face, and taking a leap of faith, I tried to tell him how I was feeling. “Everything you just said Gibson, I understand. I feel all of that as well…and a few other things.”
    Beaming, Gibson’s smile conveyed that he needed to hear what I’d just said, which surprised me, but before I could say anything else he rolled me on my back, my legs wrapped around his waist and his wandering hands roaming sensually down the side of my ribs. My heart was banging in my chest with excitement and I felt like I was going to explode with need.
    Shifting his weight to the side, one hand pulled my arms above my head and he held them there while his other hand slid over my hip, across my thigh and down between my legs. Pushing my legs wide, his palm cupped me and his middle finger traced the