Trusting Gibson (Last Score Book 2) (37 page)

Gibson was still placing little kisses on me as he walked up the stairs, “I need to spread you out on that bed and fuck all this pain away. You give me heartburn, Chloe. It only goes away when I’m inside you.” I started laughing loudly because what he said sounded corny and absurd. Gibson smirked because he got his own joke but I knew exactly what he meant, when we weren’t together the heavy pain in my heart was the worst feeling.

Passing Ruby’s room “Sugar” by Maroon 5 was playing and it vaguely registered with me when Gibson kicked the bedroom door open. He strode over and dropped me onto the bed, quickly covering me with his body. A whoosh of air came out of my lungs with his weight. “Damn. Sorry, darlin’, did I hurt you.” Shaking my head I smiled and although I was still feeling a bit worried about the photo, I was in no doubt what I meant to him. Flying home unexpectedly told me part of that.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Chloe. I’d never do anything that would make you leave me.”

Compassion had driven Gibson to fly home. He had cared about my feelings enough not to try to fix things by phone. Grand gestures didn’t impress me much because they can also be the actions of a man who was guilty. But, I really didn’t think Gibson was guilty of anything except trusting people that didn’t bring out the best in him. Toby, his best friend is unfortunately one of those people.

Stripping me to my underwear, Gibson’s hands stroked down the front of my body, his mouth quickly followed the trail and peppering me with kisses. The way he was touching me felt comforting rather than sexual— healing hands. Using both palms he made sweeping movements over my skin avoiding my erogenous zone. Gibson’s eyes changed from caring to sensuous as his gaze followed his hands as he carefully tracked what he was doing. Fingertips then traced lightly over my skin. I think that he was trying to soothe the tension from me. Even with this kind of touch by Gibson, my body was coming alive—responding to his fingertips skating over my skin whether that was his intention or not.

I melded into the mattress, and a soft moan parted my throat. Gibson’s amused lust-filled eyes flicked to mine and I smiled feeling slightly embarrassed that my body had let me down by telling him how he was making me feel.

“Oh, you like this?”

When I saw Gibson’s warm, gorgeous smile stretch across his face and his eyes twinkle when they connected with mine, it confirmed that he wasn’t immune to what was happening either, despite his best efforts to hide his erection.

“Fuck, Chloe. You are so beautiful…so beautiful…” His voice trailed off as he swallowed roughly and licked his lips, before he bent forward to lay small kisses across my stomach, trying to control his warm shuddery breaths. As feather-light as they were, he may as well have been branding me because his scorching wet lips made my body erupt in a million goose bumps.

Edging up on my elbows, I watched his mouth move across and up my body to take one of my nipples in it. Gibson sucked it hard.

A plea fell from my lips, “Oh, please…” Gibson stood staring at me, unbuttoning his jeans one at a time in an agonizingly slow motion. As soon as he popped the last button he smiled wickedly, pushed them down his legs with both hands and grabbed mine on the way back, bending my knees to my shoulders swiftly. His possessive grip was so arousing my skin tingled where he touched and a whoosh of air came out of my lungs at how suddenly he’d restricted my belly.

Grunting, he whispered into my core through my panties, “Oh, darlin’,” and then hooked his thumb inside the lacy crotch and pulled them to the side, burying his tongue deep inside me. His expert tongue tantalized my core and made juice seep from my pussy and run down my butt crease onto the bed. He began fucking me fast with his tongue and occasionally sucking again when more juice leaked from me. Soft moans turned to loud groans and gasps, while Gibson growled low and deeply into my core before sitting back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Fuck. My. God. Your taste— so sweet. So fucking sweet. I’m lost for words for how you make me feel. I just… don’t have
any
words for this.”

Crawling up the bed the mattress dipped deeply and I rolled into him. “Come here.” Gibson pulled me against him and turned me on my side. Lifting my left leg he placed my knee over his then lifted it so that it made my legs wider. Placing his hand over my pussy between my legs and his other hand glided over my skin to cup my right breast.

“This right here…” Gibson’s palm rubbed in and out of my legs, over my mound before he gave it a slap and cupped it firmly again. “This is mine.
Mine
. Chloe. The thought of never having you again made me so fucking desolate today. I don’t want to live if I can’t have you here with me.” His tongue ran the length of his bottom lip and he nibbled my neck. Kissing the back of my shoulders, Gibson breathed out deeply on the back of my neck before biting it gently.

“I thought you said you didn’t bite?” Gibson smirked and positioned himself at my entrance, drawing his dick back and forth and coating it in my juice then began nudging himself into me slowly, “I don’t usually. This is a distraction technique.”

“And I’d be distracted by a small bite on my neck when there is a huge dick sliding into my pussy? You think that’s all it’s going to take to distract me?”

Gibson smirked wickedly, “Well…to be honest I could distract you a hell of a lot more but you’d have to be pretty game for that kind of pleasure.”

I had an arousal overload at Gibson’s wicked taunt. It made my pussy clench tightly with need as his words set off a cascade of signals, which put my body on full alert. My heart had already been racing in effect to him being inside me, but it went into shock at the threat of even more pleasure than I was already feeling.

“Yes?”

“Oh Chloe, you have no fucking idea what I could do to you.”

Gibson started kissing my neck again but didn’t push himself into me any deeper. “So where were we…?”

“You were distracting me from the thick, large metal-clad object poking into my pussy.” I giggled because it felt weird to be joking about that, but he was being playful and it was really hot when he did that.

“I was. So am I biting you again or you think you need more distraction? I mean…just how adventurous are you feeling, darlin’?”

Turning to look at him, and I was thinking that after seeing that picture of Gibson earlier we’d never be here again— but we were, so I had to go with my gut. “Well…of course I am. But— I warn you, it will take something pretty special to take my mind off what is happening between my legs right now.”

Gibson grinned holding my stare, then poked his middle finger into my mouth. “Suck it.
Hard.
” I did and his dick twitched at my entrance and he spontaneously sunk his dick another inch into me before stopping himself. Making sexy sounds and eyeing my neck again, Gibson, growled. “Fuck.” Growling longer this time, his mouth sucked on my neck while I sucked his finger. “Hot damn, girl, you are so fucking sexy, I could ruin you.”

I looked away as he pulled his finger out, but he took my face in his hand and he turned my head back to stare at him. “Eyes!—keep looking at me. I want to see what I do to you.” Gibson was rocking gently in me but not sinking deeper inside.

“You are it for me, Chloe. You understand that?” I nodded slowly and he grinned, “Keep looking at me just like that, darlin’.” Gibson licked his middle finger again and pulled my body closer, taking it out of his mouth he placed it over my butt-hole and applied gentle pressure.  Gibson must have read the fear in my eyes and was quick to respond.

“Relax, I got you. Nothing bad is going to happen.” When he felt that my body was still tense he kissed my neck and whispered softly to me. “Trust me.” I did and I wanted to show Gibson that even if I didn’t like this, I couldn’t really say it until I’d at least tried.

“I do.”

Gibson pulled out of me and placed his dick at the entrance of my butt and I almost flew off the bed. Grinning wickedly his voice half laughing, he quickly reassured me. “Stop, I’m not going to stick it in your ass, I only want to lubricate you.”

My body calmed and in the quiet slow way he handled me I submitted and he placed his dick back at my entrance. Without warning he pushed his dick inside me and his middle finger in my butt at the same time. My butt felt full… a weird feeling at first but not painful. Slowly he began to rock in and out and the sensation was incredible. Gibson pulled my jaw round to see my face and smiled, the sensual sounds he made were so ridiculously sexy. “Slow and easy first time round, Chloe, then the next one is for me, darlin’.”

Changing position, Gibson pulled out and quickly bent to lick my pussy again, before pushing himself deeper inside me again. I could feel him in my stomach when he placed his forehead on mine. “Damn Chloe I waited so long for this and to think I almost ruined it with a few drinks.”

Honest words were tumbling from Gibson while he cradled my head with one hand, telling me what I meant to him— how I made him feel, and all the time he was slowly rocking my world. When he felt I was close there was no need for words, Gibson knew instinctively when to switch it up and suddenly he was pounding into me rapidly, bringing me to a heady shaky release, the sensation reaching from my head to my toes and making me buck in his arms with the force of it.

“Oh, God, Gibson.” When I screamed his name, Gibson smiled at the pleasure he’d given me, smirked knowingly, then touched my clitoris again ordering me to come again. “Do it,” I couldn’t have stopped myself, if I tried. When I came hard he held me tightly, talking softly, telling me how much he loved me.

As I recovered, Gibson was stroking my body again, then he lifted me so that I was sitting up and slid his head under me and pulled my pussy onto his face. I started to protest, but he drank from me and after a minute he changed tact, growling sexily as he rolled me over onto my stomach. He made eye contact with me when I looked over my shoulder then pulled me up onto my knees.

Pushing my shoulders down on the bed he slid himself inside me again. From that point on there was nothing gentle and everything alpha male in his possessive claim on my body. There was nothing tender about it, the bed squeaked and creaked noisily and we were both groaning and moaning loudly. By that point neither of us cared who heard us.

When I woke up Gibson’s cell was ringing.  Turning around, I saw Gibson’s bare butt as he crawled towards the end of the bed to find it in his jeans pocket. I felt stiff and winced when I stretched out, quickly pulling my knees up again. Gibson noted my discomfort and slid completely off of the bed. Taking the call as he walked into the bathroom. I heard the tub filling with water.

Whatever the phone call was it must have been important because Gibson got showered while I sat in the tub and when he was done, he wrapped a towel around himself and disappeared back into the bedroom without even noticing I had gotten in there. When he came back he was buttoning down a black shirt with white stud buttons. “Gotta go out. Not sure when I’ll be back, but Chloe I want you to stay home today.”

Something in his voice was different from the other times he had told me to stay home. “What’s going on?” Gibson was trying to act normally but he was a bad liar. I stood up and the water cascaded down my body, as I reached for the rolled up bath robe that was stacked in the pigeon holes over the bath.

“I don’t have time for this, Chloe. Just do what I say, okay?” Gibson was hopping as he tried to pull his boot on and the urgency with how he was getting dressed freaked me out, but I could see that whatever was going on wasn’t good, and my sixth sense told me it had to do with me.

Drying myself off as I ran in front of the door, I threw my arms wide to stop Gibson from leaving, staring up at him anxiously and needing him to tell me what the hell that phone call was about. “Chloe, darlin’, you need to get out of my way. I’m in a hurry.”

“No. This has to do with me…with Kace? Have they found him?”

Gibson rolled his eyes dramatically and rubbed the back of his neck, then looked me square in the eye. “They have.  At least… they know where he is right now.”

I felt sick at the thought that he had finally shown himself. “I’m coming.” Pushing Gibson back, I made for the closet returning with a pair of black sweat pants and a grey hooded sweater, pulling them on as I ran back towards the door he had now opened.

“No! I won’t take you anywhere near him. You’re not fucking coming.”

Panic set because I suddenly thought he was in Colorado. “He’s here? In Colorado?”

Gibson shook his head and held me by my arms at arms-length. “No, Chloe. He isn’t in Colorado, he’s in New York.”

“You’re going to New York? You just sweep in here and sweep back out again? Just like that? You leave me here again, telling me not to go out and you’re going to New York?” My voice was becoming more and more hysterical as I argued my case and Gibson’s frown got more pronounced.

I was desperate to be heard so I delivered an ultimatum to Gibson. “I’m not fucking hiding any more. This has to stop! I’ve been to hell and back and now I need to take some control of the decisions made about my life.
My
life, Gibson…not my life with you. If you ignore this, then I won’t be here when you come back.”

Gibson looked frustrated and pulling back his shirt sleeve to look at his watch nodded then looked back at me. “Get your coat and meet me in the car.”

“No, wait for me. If you go before I’m ready, I’m serious Gibson, I’m not staying. I’ve been shoved around by one man in my life and that’s one too many. I understand about your fame and everything but this isn’t the same thing.”

Gibson hesitated then nodded in agreement and I grabbed my coat. Emma and Lois were standing in the great room. Gibson watched them staring at him. “What are you fucking looking at? She’s leaving that means you are as well. Get your kit and get in the car.”

Both women ran in the same direction and appeared back with their outdoor wear. Emma pulled a boot on and grabbed her cell from the counter. “What about Ruby?”

Gibson glanced upstairs and looked back at her. “I don’t give a fuck about her. Ruby’s a big girl, there’s plenty of food we’ll… deal with her later. Get in the car.” Looking in my direction Gibson motioned to me to come to him. When I walked over he took my hand and squeezed it tightly. “You sure about this?” I wasn’t but I had to see it through to the end.