I sighed and got myself together quickly. I got out of bed and padded out into the living room. Sure enough, when I pulled open the door, Gibson was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed.
“Morning, sunshine,” he said.
“Gibson, this seems pretty crazy.”
“I know, but I had to see you.”
“Come on.” I took his hand and pulled him into the apartment. “Be quiet,” I said softly.
He nodded as I led him back into my bedroom. I shut the door behind us as he sat down on the bed.
“Is this my first time in your room?” he asked.
“I think so.”
He nodded, smiling to himself. “It’s very you.”
“I’m too tired to read into that, Gibson. What are you doing here?”
“I gave the money back.”
“What?” I sat down on the bed next to him.
He took my hand. “I gave the money back to the mob. I just came back from meeting with that mobster guy. I gave him that five grand, and now we’re square.”
“Seriously?”
He nodded, grinning. “It’s done.”
I let out a sigh. I felt like I’d been holding that breath for a long time.
“I’m relieved,” I said.
“I’m sorry I woke you up. I just really couldn’t wait.”
“It’s okay,” I said, smiling. “I’m happy you’re here.”
He pulled me tight against him and kissed me. I felt that familiar thrill run through me despite being so tired.
“You need to know something,” he said. “I’m in this, for real.”
I touched his face, my heart hammering in my chest. “You know how I feel.”
“Say it,” he whispered.
“I’m in love with you, Gibson Evans.”
“Yeah,” he said, grinning. “I thought so.”
He kissed me hard, and he didn’t need to say it back. I knew what he really thought, what he really meant.
He pushed me back onto the bed, his body pressing down on mine. I felt that thrill in my chest against as I quickly worked his belt off, unbuttoning his jeans. He kissed my neck, smiling, and I gasped as I felt his fingers slip beneath my panties.
I’d been dreaming about this for so long. Gibson Evans, all mine. Finally I could feel him in my bed, maybe even wake up with him. He kissed my lips as his fingers worked my clit, rolling in soft circles. He slipped them deep inside me as I managed to find his hard cock in his jeans.
He rolled over onto his back, and I pulled his pants and briefs off. He laughed as I kissed his legs and then took his thick cock in my hand. He looked down at me, propped up on one elbow.
“I’ve fucked that tight pussy of yours everywhere but a bed,” he said. I licked his cock and nodded.
“Yeah. That’s true.”
“Now that’s exactly what I want.”
I began to suck his cock, and he groaned, holding my hair. He pressed my mouth down along his thick cock, pushing himself into my throat. I sucked him like that, letting him move me up and down, thrusting into my throat. I loved the way he took control and the way he tasted.
I sucked his cock wildly, soaking wet. I couldn’t believe I went from dead asleep to needing his cock inside me so quickly, but this was what Gibson made me feel.
I pulled back, gasped for air, and jerked his cock off hard, using my spit to slide my hand along his skin. He groaned, and I pulled my shirt off, tossing it aside. His hands felt my breasts as I continued to jerk his cock.
“Fuck, girl,” he said. “You’re so fucking sexy. You look better and better every time I see you.”
He grabbed my hips and rolled me back down beneath him. He slipped my shorts and panties off, tossing them aside. He quickly pressed his mouth against my pussy, working me with his tongue and his lips, sucking my clit.
He worked me that way, slipping two fingers deep inside my wet pussy, until I began to work my hips. Once I was moaning, he pulled back, grabbed my legs, and spread them wide.
I watched as he slowly pressed his cock deep inside me. I gasped, and he kissed me hard, cradling my head, holding my hair.
He began to fuck me like that, sliding in and out, his thick cock pressing deep inside me. I kissed his lips, moaning, as he worked me. I loved having Gibson in my bed, his strong arms holding me, his thick cock fucking my tight pussy.
I couldn’t get enough of him. I began to grind my hips, rolling against him as he fucked me deeper and deeper. This was the man I loved, the man I needed. I had fallen for him harder than I could have imagined, and I needed every inch of him.
And Gibson wasn’t holding back. There was something frenzied and intense between us. We both knew this was the first time we had admitted how seriously we were involved with one another, how seriously we cared about each other. It was more than just physical and more than just the baby.