Mending (31 page)

“I was kidding.  You would regret that.  My family would kill me, not that I care that much.  But more than anything, Sam would be devastated and disappointed.”

Gabby shrugged her shoulders, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. But, I want it planned as soon as possible.”

“Okay.”

Her smile reached her eyes and she stood on her tip toes to kiss his ear lobe as she mirrored his word, “Okay. 
Now no more wedding talk.”

He threw his head back laughing, “Can I record you saying that and use it against you in the future?”

She giggled and pushed him back, but he barely budged.  He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back against the bed while moving the
white bedspread down towards the foot.  Her legs were dangling off the tall bed. 
He ran his hands down her beautiful toned legs, kissing and sucking his way to her left foot.  When he got to her ankle, he slowly slid her shoe off and let it drop to the floor.  She looked down at him and laced her fingers through his hair.  He went back to the top of her thigh and repeated the motions on the right leg.  Her breathing was ragged and his eyes glanced up at her, never removing his lips from her leg.  He smiled and continued. 

Oh, how he wished that he didn’t care so much about giving her the whole fairy tale wedding because if he had his way he would have brought in a notary to marry them tonight. 

He kissed his way back up her legs, alternating sides and when he reached her hips he used his teeth to start pulling her panties down.  She giggled as he nipped and kissed her.  He let out a small roar for her, “
Mmm
. 
You make me wild like an animal.”
 

“I see.”

Gabby

His slow sensual undressing of her was about to make her explode.  She wanted his lips on other places of her body and she had started to wiggle and squirm.  She could feel his lips curve into a smile on her body every time she moved.  Rather than speeding things up and giving into her, he would just slow down and take his time. 

When he got to her feet again, he
let the panties drop to the floor as he had her hee
ls.  He started
to move his way back up, this time paying careful attention to the insides of her thighs with his tongue and lips. 
“Ah.” She moaned.  She knew where he was headed and she rolled her eyes in the back of her head. 
“Kiss me.” she muttered.

“I am kissing you.” He breathed onto the very tops of her thighs.  “Kiss you where, Gabby?”

“There.”

“Where?”

She leaned up on her elbows and inhaled closing her eyes and then flashing them back open, “You know.”

“Here?” he moved his kisses up to her belly button.

She laughed, “No.”

“Here?” moving his
kisses up her stomach and pushing her back down onto the bed.

“Ah, no.”

He put his hands behind her back and unclasped her bra, tossing it to the floor with the rest of her clothes. 

He took one of her perky nipples into his mouth and playfully glanced up to her, “Here?”

She shook her head no.

“I think you’re wearing too many clothes.” She grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up over his head.

He leaned down and took her mouth in his, kissing her deeply and passionately, “Here?”

“No.
You’re getting colder not warmer, Mr. Banks.” She giggled.

His eyes were bright blue and playful, “Oh, I see.”

He nibbled her ear and then trailed kisses down her neck, “Getting warmer?”

“Uh huh.”

He was back to her breasts, “You said this wasn’t it, right?”

“Right.”
She gasped as he tugged and pulled.  The only thoughts she could really think was how much she loved him and how badly she wanted to get married as soon as possible.  She knew that if he was this good just making out, that her wedding night would be pure pleasure.

“Do you need a hint, Mr. Banks?” she playfully smiled as she inhaled as his tongue went farther down her abdomen.

“I think I might, Miss
Gerhart
.”

She tilted her pelvis up into his chest while leaning her head up so she could see him. He chuckled, “Oh, I see.”

“
No, you feel.” She winked.

“Ah, yes.”

He spread his legs and nuzzled his head between her legs. 
She inhaled so sharply there was a whistle, “I think you just hit the spot.”

“
Hmph
,
and I just claimed my prize.”

He started to flick his tongue back and forth causing her legs to reflex and shake.  She grasped the sheets tightly.  “Yes.” She hissed through clenched teeth, her eyes tightly squeezed close.  The sensations were almost too much to handle.  She let out a load groan as her whole body trembled on the bed as she came down from the most incredible high she had ever had. 

When he was done, he kissed his way back up to her.  She pulled him to her mouth and kissed him as she cupped his head in her hands, threading through is hair.  “That.
Was.
Incredible.
  Do you want your prize?”

“I already have my prize.”

“No, your prize.”
She grabbed his erection that was bulging through his pants. 

“Gabby, you’re prize enough for me, but I will never turn down any other prizes you’d like to offer me.” He pushed her hair back and kissed her nose.

“Well, then you’re still wearing too many clothes.”

They had spent the next hour continuing to please each other, to make love in every way they could to uphold her promise to her dying mother.  When Gabby was totally spent, they were both naked and he was holding her, her had resting on his chest.  She was rubbing the groomed hair on his chest.  “So, I was serious about the whole wedding date thing.”

“I was, too.” He was rubbing her arm.

“Bradley, I don’t know how much longer I can wait.  I want you so badly.”

“Oh, and to think you thought I’d be the one who wouldn’t be able to wait.” He smiled.

“I know.”

“So, when do you want to get married, love?”

“How about a June wedding?”

“You sure?
  That’s still months away.”

“Well, I was thinking we could seriously elope and keep it to ourselves.”

“We’ll see.”

“What about school for you?”

“I had already requested a transfer to
Brenau
on Friday before I left.”

He perched his head up, flexing his muscles against her face, “You did what?”

She proudly grinned, “You heard me.”

He pulled her head up to his and closed his eyes as he kissed her.  “Gabby, I love you so much.”

“I know.  And, I love you.”

“You hungry?”

“Famished.”
She giggled.

“Well, let’s eat, then.”

They spent the rest of the night eating and expressing their love towards one another.  Gabby wondered how she could have ever pondered him being unfaithful to her.  It was so obvious that she was the only girl on his radar, and that was the best feeling in the world.  She couldn’t wai
t to spend the rest of her life making him happy, having his babies, and growing old with him.  He was her soul mate.  He was happily ever after, her fairy tale.  He was the love of her life.  She wasn’t dreaming. 
This
was really happening
for them
. 

Visit www.jbmcgee.com to stay up to date on n
ews regarding the release of
Forgiven
, the
third book in the
This
series.

About the Author

J.B. McGee was born and raised in Aiken, South Carolina.  After graduating from South Aiken High School, she toured Europe as a member of the 1999 International Bands of America Tour, playing the clarinet.  While attending Converse College, an all-girls school in Spartanburg, South Carolina, she visited Charleston often.  It quickly became one of her favorite vacation spots.  She met her husband, Chad, during Christmas break her freshman year and they married in 2001 and she moved back to her home town.  In 2005, the couple welcomed their first son, Noah.  J.B. finished her Bachelor of Arts degree in Early Childhood Education at the University of South Carolina-Aiken in 2006.  During her time studying children's literature, a professor had encouraged her to become a writer.

In 2007, she welcomed their second child, Jonah, and she became a stay at home mom/entrepreneur.  In 2009, the found out their two children and J.B. have Mitochondrial Disease.  In 2011, a diagnosis also was given to Chad.  Please take a moment and learn more about Mitochondrial Disease.  Awareness is
key
to this disease that has no cure or treatments. www.foundmm.org