Bared to You

Oh my God.
I glanced at Magdalene. Gideon
had left me in a rush that night for 
her
. For
Corinne.

---

“E
xcuse me.” I pushed back from the table and
searched for Gideon. I saw him at the bar and
went to him.
He was just turning away from the bartender
with two glasses in his hands when I intercepted
him. I took my drink and gulped it down, my teeth
aching as the cubes of ice knocked against them.
“Eva—” There was a soft note of chastisement
in his voice.
“I’m leaving,” I said flatly, stepping around him to
set my empty glass on the bar top. “I don’t
consider that running, because I’m telling you in
advance and giving you the option of coming with
me.”
He exhaled harshly and I could see that he
understood my mood. He knew I knew. “I can’t
leave.”
I turned away.
He caught my arm. “You know I can’t stay if you
go. You’re upset over nothing, Eva.”

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“Nothing?”
I stared at where his hand gripped
me. “I warned you I get upset and jealous. This
time, you’ve given me good reason.”
“Warning me is supposed to excuse you when
you get ridiculous about it?” His face was relaxed,
his voice low and calm. No one looking from a
distance would pick up on the tension between us,
but it was there in his eyes. Burning lust and icy
fury. He was so good at putting those two
together.
“Who’s ridiculous? What about Daniel, the
personal trainer? Or Martin, a member of my
stepfamily?” I leaned closer and whispered, “I’ve
never fucked either of them, let alone agreed to a
marriage! I sure as hell don’t talk to them every
damn day!”
Abruptly, he caught me by the waist and hauled
me up tight against him. “You need to be fucked
now,” he hissed in my ear, nipping the lobe with
his teeth. “I shouldn’t have made us wait.”
“Maybe you were planning ahead,” I shot back.
“Saving it up in case an old flame popped back
into your life, one you’d prefer to screw instead.”
Gideon tossed back his drink; then he secured
me to his side with a steely arm around my waist
and led me through the crowd to the door. He
pulled his smartphone out of his pocket and
ordered the limo brought around. By the time we
reached the street, the long, sleek car was there.
Gideon pushed me through the door Angus held
open and told him, “Drive around the block until I
say otherwise.”
Then he slid in directly behind me, so closely I
could feel his breath against my bare back. I
scrambled toward the opposite seat, determined
to get away from him….
“Stop,” he snapped.
I sank to my knees on the carpeted floor,

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breathing hard. I could run to the ends of the earth
and I still wouldn’t be able to escape the fact that
Corinne Giroux had to be better for Gideon than I
was. She was calm and cool, a soothing
presence even to me—the person freaking out
over the unwelcome fact of her existence. My
worst nightmare.
His hand twisted into my loose hair, restraining
me. His spread legs surrounded mine, his grip
tightening so that my head was pulled back gently
to touch his shoulder. “I’m going to give you what
we both need, Eva. We’re going to fuck as long
as it takes to dull the edge enough to get through
dinner. And you’re not going to worry about
Corinne, because while she’s inside the ballroom,
I’ll be deep inside you.”
“Yes,” I whispered, licking dry lips.
“You forget who submits, Eva,” he said gruffly.
“I’ve given up control for you. I’ve bent and
adjusted for you. I’ll do anything to keep you and
make you happy. But I can’t be tamed or topped.
Don’t mistake indulgence for weakness.”
I swallowed hard, my blood on fire for him.
“Gideon…”
“Reach up with both hands and hold on to the
grab handle above the window. Don’t let go until I
tell you, understand?”
I did as he ordered, pushing my hands through
the leather loop. As my grip secured, my body
sparked to life, making me aware of how right he
was about what I needed. He knew me so well,
this lover of mine.
Shoving his hands into my bodice, Gideon
squeezed my full, aching breasts. When he rolled
and tugged my nipples, my head lolled against
him, the tension leaving my body in a rush.
“God.” He nuzzled his mouth against my temple.
“It’s so perfect when you give yourself over to me

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like that…all at once, as if it’s a huge relief.”
“Fuck me,” I begged, needing the connection.
“Please.”
Releasing my hair, he reached under my dress
and pulled my panties down my thighs. His jacket
flew past me to land on the seat; then his hand
pushed between my legs from the front. He
growled at finding me wet and swollen. “You were
made for me, Eva. You can’t go long without me
inside you.”
Still he primed me, running his skilled fingers
through my cleft, spreading the moisture over my
clit and the lips of my sex. He pushed two fingers
into me, scissoring them, preparing me for the
thrust of his long, thick cock.
“Do you want me, Gideon?” I asked hoarsely,
needing to ride his thrusting fingers, but
hampered by how far I had to reach to grab the
strap.
“More than my next breath.” His lips moved over
my throat and the top of my shoulder, the warm
velvet of his tongue sliding seductively across my
skin. “I can’t go long without you either, Eva.
You’re an addiction…my obsession…”
His teeth bit gently into my flesh, conveying his
animal need with a rough sound of desire. All the
while he fucked me with his fingers, his other hand
massaging my clit, making me come again and
again from the simultaneous stimulation.
“Gideon!” I gasped, when my damp fingers
began to slip from the leather.
His hands left me and I heard the erotic rasp of
his zipper lowering. “Let go and lie on your back
with your legs spread.”
I moved to the seat and stretched along it,
offering my body to him in quivering anticipation.
His gaze met mine, his face briefly lit by a passing
swathe of headlights.

---

“Don’t be afraid.” He came over me, setting his
weight onto me with excruciating care.
“I’m too horny to be scared.” I caught him and
pulled my body up to press against the hardness
of his. “I want you.”
His cock head nudged against the lips of my
sex. With a flex of his hips, he pushed into me, his
breath hissing just as mine did at the searing
connection. I went lax against the seat, my fingers
barely clinging to his lean waist.
“I love you,” I whispered, watching his face as
he began to move. Every inch of my skin burned
as if from the sun, and my chest was so tight with
longing and emotion that it was hard to breathe.
“And I need you, Gideon.”
“You have me,” he whispered, his cock sliding
in and out. “I couldn’t be more yours.”
I quivered and tensed, my hips meeting his
relentlessly measured drives. I climaxed with a
breathless cry, shuddering as the ecstasy rippled
through my sex, milking him until he grunted and
started powering into me.
“Eva.”
I rocked into his ferocious lunges, urging him
on. He clutched at me, riding me hard and fast. My
head thrashed and I moaned shamelessly, loving
the feel of him, that decadent sensation of being
possessed and ruthlessly pleasured.
We were wild for each other, fucking like feral
beasts, and I was so turned on by our primal lust I
thought I’d die from the orgasm building inside
me.
“You’re so good at this, Gideon. So good…”
He gripped my buttock and yanked me up to
meet his next thrust, hitting the end of me, forcing
a gasp of pleasure/pain from my throat. I came
again, clenching down hard on him.

---

“Ah, God. 
Eva
.” With a serrated groan, he
erupted violently, flooding me with his heat.
Pinning my hips, he ground against me, emptying
himself as deep in me as he could get.
When he finished, he sucked in a harsh breath
and gathered my hair in his hands, kissing the
side of my damp throat. “I wish you knew what you
do to me. I wish I could tell you.”
I held him tightly. “I can’t help it that I’m stupid
over you. It’s just too much, Gideon. It’s—”
“—uncontrollable.” He started over again,
thrusting rhythmically. Leisurely. As if we had all
the time in the world. Thickening and lengthening
with each push and pull.
“And you need control.” I lost my breath on a