“Why me, Gabriel? I’m sure you have beautiful women who aren’t nearly as much trouble on speed dial, willing to give themselves over to you at a moment’s notice.”
His hands thread through my hair, stroking it softly. “Victoria, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. And that is not a line. There is just something about you… I have to have you. But only if you want this too. If you let me stay with you tonight, and you still haven’t changed your mind by the morning, I will never bother you again.”
I can’t help but smile shyly at his words. It could be bullshit, but he seems genuine. And he’s right. I feel the electricity between us, and I want it just as badly as he does. I might regret my decision in the morning, but in the moment my mind is made up.
I glance up at him and run my fingers through his hair as I bring his lips to mine. A moan rumbles from his chest as he kisses me deeply, passionately. His arms wrap around me and he caresses my back, teasing me with his touch. His hands slide the soft fabric of my tank top up, moving to rub my bare breasts beneath his palms.
The fire spreads through my body and I let out a moan induced by his rapturous touch. With my encouragement, his hot mouth unleashes upon my nipple, sucking and licking eagerly. I arch back to give him full access as desire pools hot and wet between my legs.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs against me.
I sit up on my knees in front of him, reaching through his leather jacket to pull it off his shoulders. I want nothing more than to undress him. To feel his skin against mine. He helps me pull off his jacket, revealing the tight black shirt beneath it. I reach for his waist, sliding my hands gingerly up beneath the shirt as I pull it from his head. My lips move to the warm expanse of his chest, showering him with little kisses. His smell is intoxicating. Totally fucking erotic. He strokes my hair as I inhale him greedily, reaching for the button of his pants.
He grasps my hand and stops me. “Not yet, angel.”
His fingers move to my hips, trailing along the waistband of my shorts and sending currents straight between my legs. And then he tugs them down in one swift movement. I’m completely naked and at his mercy, again. He lays me down on the bed while he leans over me, trailing kisses all over my body. And then he’s there. I try not to squirm as he pulls my legs apart and situates himself between them. I’m open and exposed in front of him as he rubs his hand along my opening, grumbling in delight.
“Do you feel this, Victoria? How wet you are? You’re so responsive to me.”
Before I can respond, his mouth is on me. He licks and sucks and groans as he buries his face deep inside of me. I stroke his head appreciatively with my hand as I jerk against him. The tension in my body skyrockets, desperate to explode.
“Come for me, Victoria,” he commands.
His words are my undoing. Tides of pleasure course through my body, making me thrash violently until all of the sensations pass over me. My head is dizzy, and my body lifeless as I lay there trying to recover from the erotic storm that is Gabriel. From the corner of my eye, I can see him unzipping his pants, and the sound of foil ripping as he rolls a condom over his wide girth.
And then he’s upon me, between my legs. He kisses me gently on the lips as he spreads me further apart to accommodate his large body. I can taste myself on him and it’s strangely enticing.
He positions himself at my entrance, gently stroking up and down, teasing my sensitive flesh. He pulls my hand to his erection, closing my fingers around him.
“I want you to put me inside of you,” he rasps. “I need to know this is what you want.”
I stroke his hard cock in my hand and the words leave my mouth before I can think about them. “I’ve never wanted anything more in my life.”
I nudge his cock against my wet center, inching him slowly inside. He relaxes his body against me, sinking into me as he devours my mouth.
“God you’re so fucking tight,” he growls. “Always so tight. So perfect.”
I’m barely coherent as his thrusts become quicker, harder. His flesh is slapping against me as my insides tighten for the second time. And without warning I let out a long cry as I tremble around him. He arches back and slams into me twice more before collapsing, growling like a wild bear as he empties himself.
Chapter Thirteen
Gabriel
My hands itch to touch Victoria as I watch her sleep in the early light of day. She looks at peace as the morning sun kisses her skin, surrounding her with an ethereal glow. It only serves to remind me how pure she is, and how fucked up I am to want her.