“Please,” I begged softly. “Slow down.” Gideon lifted his head to look at me, choosing that moment to pinch my nipples with just enough force to inflict a hint of pain. The tender muscles inside me clenched down so hard that his next thrust caused him to groan.

“Please,” I pled again, trembling with the effort to stave off my building climax. “I’m going to come if you don’t slow down.”

His gaze was hot on my face, his hips stil lunging in a measured tempo that was slowly stealing my sanity.

“Don’t you want to come, Eva?” he purred in that voice that could lure me into hel with a dreamy smile. “Isn’t that what you’ve been working toward al night?” My neck arched as his lips drifted across my throat.

“Only when you say I can,” I gasped. “Only…when you say.”

“Angel.” One hand moved to my face, brushing back the strands of hair that clung to the perspiration on my skin. He kissed me deeply, reverently, licking deep into my mouth.

Yes…

“Come for me,” he coaxed, quickening his pace.

“Come, Eva.”

On command, the orgasm struck me like a blow, shocking my system with an overload of sensation.

Wave after wave of pulsing heat rol ed through me, contracting my sex and tightening my core. I cried out, first with an inarticulate sound of agonized pleasure, then with his name. Chanting it over and over as he drove his beautiful cock into me, prolonging my climax, before pushing me into another one.

“Touch me,” he rasped, as I fel apart beneath him.

“Hold me.”

Freed from his command to hold the pil ow, I bound him to my sweat-slick body with arms and legs. He pounded deep and hard, driving strenuously toward his climax.

He came with a growl, his head thrown back as he spurted into me for long minutes. I held him until our bodies cooled and our breathing evened.

When Gideon final y rol ed off me, he didn’t go far.

He wrapped himself around my back and whispered,

“Sleep now.”

I don’t remember if I stayed awake long enough to reply.

As he toyed with the ring he’d given me, I kicked out my legs and eyed the classic nude heels he’d bought me along with some outfits to wear on the occasions I slept over. To start out the new week, I’d decided on a black pinstriped sheath dress with a thin blue belt that reminded me of his eyes. He had excel ent taste; I had to give him that.