Until You Come Back To Me, Book 5 by Mallory Monroe Read Free Book Online

couldn’t
possibly love her more.   That was why he
was kissing her harder and harder, and fingering her harder and harder until
her vaginal juices oozed out and covered his digits.   When he was well saturated, he pulled his
fingers out, and put them into his mouth.   He wanted to eat her, she knew how much he adored eating her, but he
knew he wouldn’t last that long.  
    He
entered her through the ripped seat of her panties.   He slid in with a wave of thickness that took
Gemma’s breath away.   She arched her body
as she took him in.   And as he began to
move inside of her, she laid her head against the door and allowed her eyes to
roll back into that calming, relaxing, sensual haze.
    Sal
pulled out her blouse that had been tucked into her skirt, lifted it clean over
her head, and then lifted her bra.   Her
beautiful dark breasts stood at attention, taut and ready.   And Sal began to suck those breasts as he
fucked her pussy.   He wasn’t playing
now.   He wasn’t trying to go easy on her
or prolong that wonderful feeling.   He
wanted to heighten that feeling.   And he
did.  
    Gemma
didn’t think it was possible, but Sal’s movements inside of her and his mouth
ravaging her breasts, took her to yet another level of sensuality.   He took her there.   He pushed deeper in and almost out, deeper in
and almost out, as he sucked and licked and massaged her breasts with every
ounce of passion he had.   He took her
there.  
    Gemma
was near tears as he sucked and fucked her.   He was putting it on her in a way that made her understand the beauty of
it even as she experienced the eroticism of it.    Her body was moving with his pounding and
they both felt as animalistic as they felt calm.   They were in the quiet of their massive
living room, with no sounds but the sounds of their fucking, and they were
enjoying each other in a way that only love could allow.  
    Some
of Gemma’s friends often told her that their lovers gave them so much sex, that
they were jaded by sex.   They now needed
to do weird and crazy things just to get an orgasm.   But Gemma’s experience was the exact
opposite.   Sal gave her a lot of sex, but
he gave her love with his sex, and that made it powerful, not common.   And even in this desperate time, when she
knew there was much more going on with her man than love for her, he was still
loving her through his desperation.   Something awful had happened on his trip, and Gemma knew it, and she
also knew that he needed her body to make him forget.  
    As
she continued to open herself to him, she gave him what he wanted in the foyer
of their living room.   She gave him her
body.   As good as Sal had been to her, as
much as Sal had done for her, she would have laid her body down like a doormat,
if he would have needed her to.
      And then it was time for them to cross
over.   When Sal’s dick moved inside of
her with that special glide that always hit the spot dead-on, she came and
pulled him over.   They came
together.   There was no greater feeling
of elation for Sal than when they came together.   They were fucking in tandem, in complete
unity, and it was mind blowing sex.   His
eyes were rolling back as his body strained out his cum with a wonderment not
just of release, but of love. Love for Gemma Jones-Gabrini.  
    He
looked into her intelligent, sincere, big brown eyes, and she looked into his
intense, earnest, big blue eyes, and it was that connection of love and respect
and support and trust that brightened their eyes with unshed tears.   Neither one of them had ever thought that
they could love like this.   Neither one
of them would have put money on ever finding their soul mate.   But it was true.   No bond could mean more than the bond Sal had
for Gemma, and the bond Gemma had for Sal.  
    Sal’s
body arched and strained with release from the horrors of the things he
sometimes had to do, as he poured and poured into his loving wife.  
     
    An
hour later,