He gives the bra a yank, and my breast spills out the top. I moan, turned on by his aggressiveness and his need to get his hands on me.
“Gabe.” I moan his name. His mouth moves to my neck, licking and sucking while I keep rocking against him. I’m incredibly wet. I know this is the reaction you’re supposed to have, but it feels like more than it should be.
My whole body throbs for release. I drop my head back, enjoying the feel of him. I’ve never been this close to someone. I never wanted to before now.
“Come for me,” he says before he nips my neck. The small unexpected pain pushes me over. I start to cry out, but his mouth covers mine in a deep kiss as I slowly come down.
I break off the kiss, needing to catch my breath. He rests his forehead against mine, sounding as out of breath as I am.
“That was incredible.” I lick my lips. I can still feel his mouth there.
“Are you still mad at me?”
“Mad at you?” Then I remember. I was mad at him. “How do you do that? You make me forget everything else when you kiss me.” It’s addicting.
“I know the feeling. You do that to me too, but you don’t have to kiss me to make it happen. You only have to be near me.” I’m glad I’m not the only one feeling this.
“Is it always like this?” He lifts his head, his eyebrows furrowing together.
“I haven’t been with anyone else, so I wouldn’t know. I told you that already.”
I want to believe him. “I find that really hard to believe.”
“You think I lied to you. Is that why you’re pissed at me?”
“Like I said, it’s natural—” He kisses me, again cutting me off. I let out a small moan that is met with a deep rumble from Gabe. The sound makes my nipples tighten more than they already are, wanting his hand back there.
“I don’t want to talk about what’s natural or you being with other people.”
“But I haven’t.”
“And I’m not questioning that. I believe you.”
I bite the inside of my lip knowing he’s right. He hasn’t given me any reason to doubt him.
“I really liked the idea of you not having been with anyone. Then Carrie laughed when I told her, saying it’s not possible.”
“You were talking about me?” He smirks, not looking pissed at all about me telling my friend about him.
“Don’t get cocky.” I start to push back off his lap, but he doesn’t let me get anywhere.
“Wasn’t trying to be cocky. It just makes me feel good as fuck to know I’m on your mind.” He wasn’t just on my mind. He’s been consuming my thoughts. Hell, he’s been consuming my dreams too.
“I want you,” I admit. My face warms. It’s the truth, and I refrain from once again pointing out that it’s natural to want to copulate together. Well, for most it is. For me it’s new. The last thing on my mind when Gabe kissed me was germs or anything else you could contract from such things. All I felt was need and desire. He makes me feel sexy.
“That’s good because I want you too. You don’t have to believe me about my past. I know it’s strange, but if you had parents like mine you might get it.” My curiosity gets the best of me, wanting to know more about him.
“Will you tell me about them?”
“Yes, you only have to ask. No matter what it is, if I can give it, I always will when it comes to you.” Damn he is good with his words. “My dad was a bastard, but Mom loved him once upon a time. He cheated on her over and over again, breaking her heart. I’d hear her in her room crying but trying to hide from me. I vowed to myself I’d never be like him.”
“I’m sorry about your mom.”
He gives me a half smile. “Don’t be. She’s happy now and knows what love is supposed to be. Her husband treats her like a queen.”
That makes me smile. I’ve never had a broken heart before, but I think this man might be able to give me one. Why else would I have been so mad thinking that he lied to me about his past?
“I believe you. I’m sorry I doubted you, but this is new to me.”
“It’s new to me too. I was turning myself inside out trying to figure out what was bothering you.”
“I’ll be more direct from now on.” I usually am, but he has me doing things I’ve never done before.
“I like direct. It works best for me.”
“I’ll remember you said that.” I let out a laugh. People think they like direct until they hear something they don’t like.
A throat clears, and I shift, getting out of Gabe’s lap. He lets me go this time. My face warms again. We’re always getting caught like two teenagers trying to sneak around. He said we couldn’t be together until they stopped the threat against me. I’m not so sure I can wait. I also get a thrill when I think about trying to seduce him. I’ve never tried to seduce anyone before, and I’m not really sure how. I wonder if there is a book on it.