Trusting Gibson (Last Score Book 2) (2 page)

“Promise you won’t laugh?” Chloe’s brow creased as she wondered what was coming and nodded apprehensively.

“Chloe…right here, at this moment you give me reason.”
What the fuck was that Gib?
I just couldn’t express what was going on inside and I could hardly string a coherent sentence together with her around. All these crazy new feelings were going on inside me but I wasn’t able to articulate what they were or how to express them to her.

Smiling bashfully, Chloe looked at the floor, and I could hardly bear it because doing that was one of the things that had made me mad for her in the first place. Chloe had no idea the effect her beauty had on me and I could tell she had no idea how gorgeous she was.

Placing my upturned index finger under her chin, I lifted her head until her bashful eyes met mine. “So… Chloe Jenner, are we going to do this? Are you ready to trust me?”

Chloe pursed her lips in thought and chewed at them before answering and for a second I thought she was going to turn me down. I couldn’t have blamed her after the way I put her at risk by pulling her reputation down and being careless enough to have sex with her without making sure we weren’t in a place that was as private as I’d first thought. “Trust is somewhere in the future for me, Gibson. If you can accept that, then I’m here. Whatever else happens is up to you.”

I knew that Chloe had just escaped an abusive relationship and was currently with me because of a careless sex session we had that had been exposed in the press— and there were my inherent ways as well, so I could accept that I was asking too much of her. Feeling sorry I had asked that of her, I pulled her close to my chest in a hug and I felt her commit to her feelings by the way she sagged into me. Effectively the ball was in my court and I had to ensure she stayed committed. At that moment the delight I felt inside was on par with when we finally got signed to Syd’s record label.

Chloe had been on my mind for five long years and now I had her in my arms. Fate had thrown us together many times and neither of us had known that until after I was given her number in a one in a million chance that put us in the same frame again and that defied all logical and coincidental reason.

All I knew was that although I’d gone about arranging for Chloe to meet me in an underhand way, I couldn’t be sorry for the outcome after spending time with her.  My only regret was not knowing that she’d just come out of a horrible relationship with her ex-boyfriend, Kace O’Neill. If I had known that she was a victim of domestic violence I’d have never gone about it the way I had.

My strongest urge was to protect Chloe and it was my fault she was in the position she was in, so I was a little suspicious that Chloe may only be sticking with me because she was afraid to be on her own. If that was the case she was an amazing actress, because the way she responded when I was aroused didn’t feel like an act at all.

Sure, I was Gibson Barclay and I’d learned how to get the best out of a sexual experience, I’d had plenty of practice perfecting that, and I know that everyone is different, but with Chloe there’s  a lot going on between the two of us that I’ve never felt before. Sex was only part of the equation.

Confused thoughts and feelings swirled around inside me that I’d never felt with anyone else. I was willing to wait with her, although, I didn’t understand why. But she gave me patience and the motivation to try to slow everything down that was happening between us, “What did you think?” Smiling affectionately, I glanced at Chloe waiting for her to answer. Just being in general proximity to her made me pull this stupid looking grin all the time and when she looked up at me all innocent and wide eyed, my heart melted. Chloe was adorable.

“You have to ask, Gibson? That was an incredible performance! You get better every time I see you. Can I ask? “ ‘Inches From Paradise’, who was that about?”

Pulling my head back farther to see if she was serious I gave her a knowing smirk, “You don’t know? Seriously, Chloe?  It’s about you. It’s about that moment in Beltz bar when I held you and you looked over your shoulder, totally disarming me with that one glance.”

Chloe’s innocent stare made me stop walking. She swallowed nervously which drew my eyes down to her slender neck, and appraising how sexy it was, I couldn’t resist bending to press my lips to it. Switching things up, I followed that up with a quick lick and she scrunched her shoulder to her neck, shivering and chuckling infectiously in reaction.

Sweet laughter escaped from her throat and struck like a bolt of lightning that went straight down to my dick. Staring back, I was mesmerized by her lusty eyes that were looking at me in an entirely different way to the innocent questioning look that she had started out with.

“Let me show you what the words of that song made me feel about you.” Closing in on her mouth, my lips touched hers and my tongue quickly penetrated through them in an urgent, passionate kiss. Chloe moaned softly into my mouth and my control was gone.

We were passing a door that was about twenty feet from the band’s dressing room and I swept her off her feet and wrapped her legs around me. Cradling her fabulous firm ass cheeks in my hands I pushed her against the door. Chloe surprised me when she reached out and turned the handle and the door flew back hitting the wall.

As the door swung wide, I took in the office surroundings, ensuring it was empty and stepping inside at the same time. With a quick kick of my heel the door slammed shut and I stepped forward to place Chloe down. I spread her flat on her back on the wooden desk in there. My hands immediately fell on the fly of her jeans and I hurriedly unzipped them before dragging them roughly down past her knees then lifting her legs in the direction of her shoulders.

The urge to taste Chloe took over and I slipped my head between her legs. Licking her down the length of her pussy, the exaggerated, tortured moan made me grin widely, as the element of surprise affected her level of arousal. Her pussy was soaked with her juice. “Fuck, I can’t wait darlin’. I know I should take you slow, but you’re killing me with those innocent smiles and the way you just fit snugly against my body all of the time.”

Dropping her slender toned legs I pulled one leg free of her jeans and pulled them back to my hips. My fingers worked fast on my belt buckle and zipper. As soon as my thick ridged dick was in my hand I was slicking my crown by dragging myself up and down her seam. Chloe looked totally disarming as she smiled nervously at me. “What do you want? Tell me,” I commanded, sounding abrupt and authoritative. When I held back to make her beg, her body hummed with anticipation and she swallowed audibly. She lifted her head to glance down at my dick then her lust-filled eyes met mine before she answered.

“You.” Chloe’s one word answers were becoming habitual but there was no ambiguity about this one.  I positioned myself and slid the head of my dick down her seam for the last time before I stared intently at her and nudged my dick forward entering her tight warm wet pussy in one long movement. Feeling her core hug around me was breathtaking and when she cried out, “Oh, Gibson,” my throat constricted with emotion for some reason.

Chloe was the only girl I had never used condoms with and I came inside her often. The thought of doing that with any other girl would have made me sick with worry. With her it wouldn’t have mattered to me at all if she got pregnant.

Chloe and I both made the same agonized moan of pleasure, “Ohhhhh.”  Chloe breathed out again with another shuddery breath and she moaned so seductively that my body was virtually vibrating with desire for her.

Drawing back almost out of her, I watched her reaction carefully and there were no nerves or any sign that she was afraid of me letting loose so I swallowed roughly, ran my hands up her thighs, gripped her hips tightly and began to fuck her hard and fast. Chloe was making soft moaning sounds that morphed into louder commands as the heat of the moment took over. “Oh yeah, oh Gibson, there, don’t stop, please.”

My confidence grew that Chloe was losing herself and before long her body completely attuned to mine. Soft sighs and moans, whenever I changed the pace from fast to slow, sounded so seductive, and the way she undulated in perfect synchronized moves made me work faster.  When her pussy walls clenched tightly around my dick for the third time in an intense strong orgasm, I didn’t fight my own and shot my load inside her, pumping in forceful spurts as my arms clung tightly around her body.

The difference in having sex with Chloe to all the other women I’d been with was that I wasn’t just getting off. I was responding to the one person who got me. The only person that ‘did it’ for me like she did. Someone I actually wanted to please more than I wanted to please myself. These unfamiliar feelings made me continue to hold Chloe close long after we’d come.

Until Chloe, I had hated anyone touching me after sex. Usually, I just wanted to make space and recover on my own.  I had no idea why she was different, but I felt happier when I was touching her than at any other time.

CHAPTER 2 - MOBILE

Chloe

Pressure from Gibson’s firm, possessive grip on my hip woke me as he pulled the lower half of me into his body to spoon with him. I was already lying cocooned in his arm that was around my neck and reaching down to cradle my left breast in the palm of his hand. I had woken this way every morning for over a week since I agreed to stay with him.

Inhaling heavily, his lips appeared at my ear as he whispered seductively, “I know you’re not asleep, I can feel you thinking.” What was really weird was, it was almost as if he could. My first thought for the past week had been when am I going to wake up from this dream? When is someone going to tell me it’s time to go home?

“And I know what you’re thinking. Don’t. I got you, darlin’, nothing bad is going to happen to you while you are with me. I told the team whatever it takes to keep you safe, darling.” I prayed that Gibson was right and meant every word. As I snuggled closer his erect dick was lying in the seam of my butt and I couldn’t help but give a little wriggle against him.

I was worried, we’d had sex and it was all over the media. I had escaped my abusive ex-boyfriend after a windfall and settled myself a long way from that life, and now he would know where I had gone.

Gibson growled and tightened his grip in the sexiest rub of his own in hissed response. “Fuck, Chloe. What are you doing to me?” Struggling to free myself, I turned to face him and when I looked up at him my heart raced. Just seeing him in front of me affected every fiber of my body. “Me? I was lying here minding my own business. Don’t blame me for your horny thoughts, Gibson Barclay.”

Grinning widely with fire and desire in his eyes, he dipped his head and kissed the end of my nose. “You know something, Chloe? You do something to me, you know that right? I can’t explain it but fuck, it’s like I never know what to think, or how to express myself around you. You consume me. You understand? When I’m holding you it’s…it’s not enough.”

Gibson’s pointed stare was completely serious. After he said that, we fell into this weird but wonderful silence where we just looked intensely at each other and I could see him thinking when his brow furrowed a couple of times, so I asked, “What are you thinking?” Gibson bit his lip and narrowed his beautiful grey eyes and they began to tick over my face.

“Still thinking what to say…how to explain this feeling…what’s happening here between us. Fuck! I’ve never been stuck for words before and I feel like a babbling child around you. I dunno…when I look at you I get this tight feeling in my chest and it’s…uncomfortable. Yet, I don’t like it when I can’t see your face. Jesus it’s so damned difficult to put it into words.”

So I was lying there staring silently in wonder at this mega rock star that was absolutely everything I wasn’t, who was so accomplished and so stunningly handsome women fainted. Gibson was musically talented as well and I doubted there were many households in the world who didn’t know who he was. On Facebook alone he had forty eight million followers, and he was telling
me
he doesn’t like it when he couldn’t see
my
face? That he can’t explain what I do for him? The whole situation was insane.

“What are you thinking?” Gibson dipped his head and whispered sexily in my ear making my skin break out in a rash of goose bumps even though we were snug under the comforter.

I gave him a wry smirk as I paused briefly to take in how he was looking at me then I asked, “Didn’t you just tell me you knew what I was thinking?”

Gibson chuckled, “Smart ass,” and began tickling me. It hadn’t taken much until he had me wriggling around on the bed laughing and I remember feeling happier at that moment than I had felt in a really long time.

Rolling me over, Gibson laid me on my back and crawled over me stopping dead, but still keeping me under his quiet intense scrutiny. The way he was staring at me was unnerving and my gaze toward him was more like my brain storing a mental photograph as I tried to memorize every single crease, every hair on his chin from his stubble and the way his gorgeous lips glistened when he ran his tongue over them.

Holding me like I was about to disintegrate, Gibson handled me so delicately and his fingers skimmed like feathers over my cheeks as he lightly brushed strands of hair away from my face. Leaning his forehead against mine, he pulled in a deep breath as the edge of his lips curled upwards in a smile. Suddenly, he closed the space between our mouths and gave me the most devastating kiss of my life.

A tidal wave of emotions totally engulfed me, which I can only describe as stars exploding, affecting the deepest ache in my core as his hot wet tongue pushed every erogenous button in my body. I squirmed beneath him as he positioned his body down on top of mine and pressed his hard dick against my heat.

Every time he touched me it felt like I was melting.  Desire shattered all my senses and I had to fight the panic I felt when the thought crept into my mind that one day those rapturous feelings he gave me would inevitably come to an end. Gibson wanted me but fantasies only had ‘legs’ until they were acted out. I was certain he was acting out his and I pondered on how long until the novelty of having me around wore off.