Page 35 of Murder in Disguise (Mary and Bright #5)

“You never fail to indulge me in every whim I have,” she said in a whisper as she furrowed her fingers into his hair and held his lips to her breast.

“Why should I not? I adore giving you… everything.” Feeling smug, Gabriel grinned and spent the next several minutes paying homage to her breasts, and as her breathing shallowed, he kissed her again.

The warmth of her in his hands, rubbing against his primed body, the faint floral scent of her, the delicate sounds of pleasure she made, the way her fingers curled into the hair at his nape and how she brushed her form against his all worked to hurtle him close to the edge and they’d yet to couple.

But then that was how it always was with his wife; they turned each other’s worlds upside down, and he hoped that would always be so.

“Gabriel...” Mary pressed a line of tiny kisses to the underside of his jaw, the hollow of his throat, the upper portion of his chest.

“Hmm?”

When she worried a specific spot where his jaws connected, he gave in to a shudder and nearly came prematurely, but he eased backward to meet her gaze in the gloom of the rainy morning. “I want you, need you. If we delay further, I fear the children will awake and come seek us out.”

The urgency in her whisper matched the hunger prowling restlessly through him.

“You’re not wrong. They were quite worried last night when we came home.

” With nothing else to say, he spent the next several seconds kissing her lips, licking her neck, nibbling the slope of her shoulder, exploring the curves of her breasts until she quivered with need, moaned her approval.

“More.” Mary tangled her fingers in the mat of hair on his chest. When she tugged slightly, those pinpricks of pain accelerated his need.

“Damn, you’ll see me explode soon.” He was moments away from doing just that, but he wanted to prolong the foreplay, because it was one of his favorite things.

Needing to feel the heat of her, he burrowed a hand between her thighs.

When he brushed his fingers through the curls hiding the pearl at her center, she shivered.

“Surely it’s scandalous to want my husband in my bed as often as I do.” Her eyes briefly closed but she held him tighter, nipped and nibbled at the place where his neck joined his shoulder, and when she lightly bit that skin, it was his turn to moan and hover on that razor’s edge of pleasure.

“To be fair, we don’t need to make use of the bed…” With one hand playing her breast, he strummed the fingers of his other hand along the swelling button, and as she gyrated her hips against his hand, he continued to kiss her, their moans blending into the rain-filled silence in the room.

“Yes!” A shiver went through his wife. With very little effort and friction on that button, Mary hit release, and it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

She threw back her head and arched her spine, giving into a soft but keening cry.

Her body shook, and passion-crazed man that he was, Gabriel took full advantage.

He suckled one of her nipples until he’d brought her to the brink once more, and all the while, he never let up on the firm rubbing he put against that all-important pearl.

“Bloody hell, Mary,” he whispered against the soft skin of her neck. “How is it that you make me so damned hard so quickly? I’m not a young man, after all.”

“Do hush with that, Bright. Three and forty is not old,” she said, her dulcet tones breathless as she trembled on his lap. The expression on her face suggested she might ignite into flames from his continued teasing.

Gabriel chuckled. “Minx.”

With a moan, she curled the fingers of one hand around his impossibly hard shaft. “Why are you not inside me?”

“So impatient.” Gabriel cupped her cheek and tried to steel himself against the exquisite sensations of her fingers moving up and down his length.

He peered into her face, made certain she could see into his eyes.

“When I thought you might…” Dragging the pad of his thumb along her lower lip, he tenderly kissed her mouth, for he was without words, and he might break emotionally if they didn’t hurry.

Tears rushed into her eyes. “I know. I had that same moment in that horrible clock shop.” Then she nipped at his chin, pressed tiny kisses to his cheeks, his forehead, the side of his neck.

“I want to explore, I want you so deeply embedded inside me that I see stars.” When she squeezed his shaft, his whole world upended itself. “Make me fly, Inspector.”

The fact he was still tip over tail for her was shocking, and she never failed to keep things between them new and playful. “Mmm, perhaps I should make you beg…”

“You can try, but I’ll wager it’ll be you who breaks first.” When she rose onto her knees, he guided the head of his member to her opening, and as she slowly, oh so damned slowly, impaled herself on his length, a shuddering sigh left his throat.

“You feel so good.” He couldn’t wait to move within her, but just now, he let himself enjoy this slow pace.

“You are quite satisfying as always,” she whispered as she wriggled on his length to fully seat him.

With a soft laugh that sounded more like a purr, she moved, up and down, sliding along his shaft, over and over, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she held his gaze.

Pleasure reflected in her eyes. “I hope it is always like this between us.” Then she kissed him with a hunger that fed his own.

“Then let us make that promise to ourselves right now.” Needing her, Gabriel widened his legs, thrust upward with each of her downstrokes, and at every pass, sanity slipped away.

“You have mine.” As she bounced and ground on him, a sound of frustration escaped her. “I need more than this position allows.”

“One second.” Quickly, he urged her off his lap then he encouraged her onto her back on the tick mattress.

With his lips at the shell of her ear, he said, “I intend to go as deep as I can and then later this morning, I’m going to do the same with my tongue until you are very thoroughly satisfied.

” Then he followed her down, settled between her splayed, bent knees, planted his elbows on either side of her, he held her head in his palms. “How is this?” Was there any wonder why he was so in love with her?

“Mmm.” She wriggled beneath him and sent him ever deeper.

With one powerful thrust of his hips, he speared into her, burying himself in her honeyed heat until they were irrevocably joined. As always, it was like coming home. Every single time, and it never failed to amaze the hell out of him.

“Yes!” Dark desire and love filled her eyes as she wrapped her arms about his shoulders and cradled his hips with her thighs. Her breath came in soft pants. “Make me fly, Gabriel.” She thrashed her head on the pillows.

Now was not the time for words. He simply wished to love her, as he’d done since shortly after meeting her.

Again and again, he stroked into her body, thrilled that her slick passage sucked greedily at his shaft.

Over and over, he lost himself in the glory of his wife.

She held him tight as if he would suddenly vanish, encouraged him even closer with the subtle tightening of her fingers and legs, and he followed her commands.

This carnal dance had been perfected for them over the course of knowing each other, and he adored every exciting moment of it.

Emotions clogged his throat, for he truly thought he might have lost her to a madwoman last night.

His pulse roared in his ears while he continued to stroke into her.

Not able to find the appropriate words for how much she meant to him, he pressed his forehead to hers, and when a moan escaped her, that tiny little sound broke the hold on his control.

Need tingled through his stones, drawing them tight to his body.

His rhythm changed, quickened, became more frantic.

He shifted his position so the base of his shaft rubbed against her nubbin.

The acceleration of her breathing guided him, reassured him she was nearly there, and he stroked into her with more authority.

Tightening her fingers on his shoulders, Mary slipped over the edge into bliss with a cry that echoed in the quiet.

With another forceful thrust, Gabriel was thrown into the abyss where the vortex pulled him under, and bright stars burst behind his closed eyelids.

Every damned release with his wife was like this, and he couldn’t help but marvel at that.

Did every couple in love experience such satisfaction or was theirs an aberration? He certainly hadn’t had such with his first wife after those first few years.

“Dear God.” He ground his hips into hers to prolong the wild sensations coursing through his body.

“Agreed, and I thank Him daily for letting me find you,” she whispered as she shivered from the release that still trembled about his member.

“It was indeed fate, and I will always be grateful for it.” He kissed her because he could, and eventually, his shaft ceased to jerk. Afterward, he lay with her cradled beneath him while her arms remained encircling his shoulders.

“I adore the life we’ve built together.” When she giggled, the sensations that washed over him, from the root of his length to the tips of his hair, had him gasping. With a sigh, she relaxed her legs but didn’t try to separate them.

“So do I.” It was astounding how their lives had changed in the span of two years.

With a sigh, she snuggled into his side after he rolled them both into a more comfortable position. “You didn’t lecture Adelaide, did you? She’s probably in a vulnerable state right now.”

“I did not. In fact, we had a lovely little talk before she retired, and I believe she has the makings of a decent detective in her should she wish to pursue such a career.” Having her in his arms was both amazing and relaxing.

“That is an interesting development.” She kissed his chin. “I look forward to seeing how it plays out.”

“As do I.” He reveled in her words and the feel of her arms around him. “Where I once dreamed of training Henry into this skill set, I don’t mind if it’s Adelaide who takes that position.”

She snorted. “My brother will balk.”

“Let him. She is allowed to guide her life in the way she sees fit.”

“As I keep telling you, you are a good man.” She pressed her lips to the side of his neck, and then with a sigh, settled into him with silence. “I would adore having Adelaide work with us. And you’d have someone to help during the times I’m busy with the children.”

“Perhaps.” Tears balled in his throat from the emotions that continually beset him, for life kept shifting and changing. “We’ll discuss all of it later. Today is for being together as a family in gratitude.”

“Agreed.”

For long moments, he held her while the rain continued to come down outside. “Though the world might be full of good and bad people, it’s a lovely thing to know that we shall always have our family to come home to and feel a connection with.”

And wasn’t that what everyone wanted from their existence? Gabriel was continually amazed at what had given him, and he would fight like hell to keep it safe, because at the day’s end, the only thing that mattered was love in all its forms.

Always.

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