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Chapter 71 - New York, New York

ANNE

The lights of New York were beautiful from Gilbert's bedroom window, and Anne stared at them as if hypnotized. She almost couldn't believe she was there, admiring that enchanting scenery, despite the cool night breeze that came up to her and made her shiver, while perfuming the air with the sweet scent of flowers. She went back to bed and snuggled into the warm body of Gilbert who was sleeping soundly wrapped in the thick wool blanket.

She watched him for a few seconds and thought how beautiful he was as he slept with his face relaxed, his breathing calm and the strands of his dark hair messed up, giving him an incredibly sexy look. She reached out and touched a curly lock of his hair gently, ran her hand down his smooth forehead without a wrinkle of concern at that moment, ran her fingers over his eye lids that twitched a little at her touch, reached his thin, perfectly shaped nose, then her fingers lingered a little on his lips, then she slid her hands down, away from the blanket covering Gilbert's body, and traced a caressing path down his strong chest, across his well-defined abdomen and further, but could go no further, for Gilbert's hand grasped her wrist and pulled her onto his body.

He opened his eyes and said in a sleepy voice:

- What do you think you are doing at this time of the morning, Anne? Have you no shame in trying to take advantage of a defenseless man while he sleeps? - Gilbert said in a voice full of humor.

- I'm sorry for trying to steal your virtue, that makes me a pervert, but I don't regret it one bit. What fault do I have if my fiancé is so irresistible that I can't keep my hands off him? - she saw his eyes darken as soon as his hands closed around her waist, feeling the softness of her skin through the short lace camisole she was wearing. Diana had given him that sweater as a belated Christmas present the day before she came to New York, saying that the black lace matched her red hair perfectly, an opinion Gilbert seemed to agree with wholeheartedly when he said:

- Irresistible are you in that tiny little thing. What are you trying to do, Anne? What do you want to do? Seduce me? - one of his hands was on her thighs, caressing her sensually, and the other was pressing her hips against his.

- What do I want? That's such an easy question to answer," she touched his chin tenderly, and then answered, "I want you.- Anne was on fire, her self-control was very fragile, and it was over for good when Gilbert ran his lips all over her body, making her lose her breath with each new stroke. Her body was like an instrument in Gilbert's hands that he played with the mastery of an experienced musician, making everything as intense for her as it was for him, without hiding what he felt or masking his emotions, because every time Anne felt Gilbert's touch on some part of her body, she could see the expression on his face completely transfixed with desire for her. Her eyes didn't miss a single movement of his, just as he listened with pleasure to her every breath, and when they finally merged into a perfect union all their senses were inflamed as if in a whirlpool of complex and mixed emotions, which together became a powerful energy, difficult to resist, impossible to describe.

- Are you sure you need to come back to Green Gables in a few days? I think I could easily get used to waking up like this every day. - Gilbert spoke, still with Anne's body pressed against his. She lifted her head from its resting on his sweaty chest and replied:

- You are getting more and more insatiable, Mr. Blythe.

- I know, and it's your fault, Why do you have to be so incredibly beautiful? I can't stop touching you. - and to prove it, his hands traced the length of Anne's spine with his finger, while his tongue ran mercilessly down her neck.

- Gilbert ... as much as I'd like to spend ... the day with you in bed. I think we'd better get up," she spoke in broken sentences, due to the sensations Gilbert aroused in her. God! Any longer and she would be begging him to make her his again.