Undefeated: Bad Boy Fighter Romance (Fighting For Gisele #4) by Emily Jane Trent Read Free Book Online

Gisele slid down, taking him fully. She whimpered, as Micah growled fiercely. He put his big hands on her hips to guide her, and Gisele leaned back. With her hands behind her, supported on his thighs, she pumped over his cock.
    Micah’s heat filled her, and with her head tipped back, she squeezed tighter around him. The more she clenched, the more swollen he felt, and Gisele sped her rhythm, fucking him faster. Micah rocked up into her, panting heavily and groaning in a way that made her blood boil.
    Leaning back as she was, the broad head of Micah’s cock massaged the sweet spot inside her with every stroke. Gisele was lightheaded, yet too voracious to slow her pace. She wanted him, wanted to take him completely, while he took her.
    Micah pounded up into her, and Gisele sat up, looking into his eyes. His jaw stiffened and his abdomen flatted, as his cock throbbed inside her. The sensation of Micah plunging into her was the center of her universe, and from that center she shattered.
    A flood of sensation washed through Gisele, and she stiffened. A flash of ecstasy blended with a prick of pain bolted through her body, then she fell into the powerful orgasmic waves. She cried out, her voice in harmony with Micah’s loud moan as he pumped his cum into her.
    Together they spiraled into orgasm, no longer apart, feeling only as one. Gisele’s body hummed with the nearly unendurable pleasure, as she squeezed tight over Micah’s cock, milking every drop he had. When his body relaxed, she fell forward onto his chest, and Micah wrapped his arms around her.
    Gisele wasn’t sure how she’d been lucky enough to find Micah, and for him to fall in love with her. She cherished each moment, as she faced an uncertain future. For now, she was in Micah’s arms, and that was where she wanted to be.
    *****
    The next morning, Gisele woke up to light shining through the windows. She’d fallen asleep entwined with Micah, and though they’d shifted position, her legs were laced with his and she had one arm draped over his belly.
    She looked up at Micah and he stirred. He pulled her closer, then opened his eyes. Gisele moved off, and stretched out like a lazy kitten. They snuggled for a few more minutes, before managing to get up and get dressed.
    Not yet ready to face the world, Gisele ordered room service for them, and they sipped hot coffee until the food arrived. Micah gave his full attention to breakfast, while Gisele’s mind drifted. It wouldn’t be long until she saw her mother, and she could think of little else.
    Gisele sampled her omelet and put strawberry jam on her toast, but the food went down without taste. In the overstuffed chair, she pulled her legs underneath her, and looked at Micah, sitting on the long sofa across from her.
    Twirling a strand of hair, Gisele watched Micah eat without really seeing. She tried to picture her mother, but failed. The few photos she had were so old as to be useless. She had no idea what her mother looked like now.
    When Micah was done, he put his plate back on the cart and settled in to finish his coffee. He eyed Gisele’s plate and arched an eyebrow. “Not hungry?”
    Gisele put her plate on the cart next to his. “I can’t help wondering what it’s been like for my mother, being held captive for so long.”
    “It’s hard to imagine.” Micah crossed his ankle over the opposite leg, looking thoughtful. “It would be similar to prison.”
    “What kind of man would take so much of a woman’s life away from her?” But Gisele didn’t require an answer. She knew the type of man. Although it had been Lazar who had done the deed to begin with, Yuri had been complicit in the crime.
    Micah didn’t offer anything more, as there wasn’t much he could say. Until Gisele met with her mother, she had no way of knowing the damage that had been done, physically as well as emotionally. She just had to wait one more day, but the next morning seemed so terribly far off.
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