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“You keep teasing me, and you’re going to see a side of me that might scare you.”
I wave him off with my fork. “Doubt that. I think you’re all talk sometimes. The big bad wolf, ya know?”
His smile is anything but friendly. “You’re done eating. Let’s go.” He stands, throwing a wad of cash onto the table. His phone pings, and he gazes down while capturing my elbow.
“Dammit,” he hisses, escorting me out of the diner.
“What’s wrong?”
He looks both ways, then walks us across the street to his blacked-out SUV. “My engagement got bumped up. I have to go.”
“No.” That came out whinier than I’d intended it to. He opens the door and helps me up. Once he gets in, he peels out and drives to the back of a parking lot by my dorm.
He turns to face me. “Undress and come sit on my lap.”
My eyes go wide. “Wait, here?”
“Now, pet. I don’t have time, and I need to feel your cunt wrapped around me.” He unzips his pants, his dick already hard. I take another look around. Students are everywhere. Anyone could look in our direction and see. “Now, Hazel.”
There’s no time to contemplate. I need him. Any way I can have him. I whip off my sweater dress and shimmy out of my panties. My legs straddle his thick thighs, and he captures my wrists, pulling my hands behind my back.
“Slide down on me,” he orders. My slickness allows me to take him with ease. “Jesus,” he growls. His hips rocket upward, slamming into me. I begin to bounce up and down on him as best as I can without using my hands. His mouth wraps around my nipple through my bra and bites down, making me cry out.
“That’s right. Cry for me. Moan for me. Beg.”
My eyes capture his. There’s this undeniable pull between us. “I want to touch you, please. Release my hands so I can touch you.” I need to feel him. Know this isn’t a dream. He doesn’t immediately let me go, and I fear he won’t. Slowly, he releases my wrists. I run my palms up his solid chest and wrap my hands around his neck. He thrusts into me, and I dig my nails into his back. I’m so lost, so infatuated with how he makes me feel, I drop my lips to his. He stills for a beat, then takes my mouth, heatedly kissing me back. His grip is brutal around my hips as he slams me down on him.
“More. I need more,” I moan through our kiss. He bites my bottom lip. His fingers reach behind me, and without warning, he inserts one into my back hole. My entire world shatters as my orgasm detonates. Gabriel grunts deeply, pushing me down on him until I feel him expanding inside me, his heat filling me.
We stay connected for some time, catching our breath. “Fuck, you’re dangerous,” he murmurs into my neck.
“Me? I think you’re the bad one.”
He feathers kisses down my shoulder. “Are you on the pill, pet?”
In the heat of the moment, I hadn’t thought about the fact that he came inside me.
“I am. Don’t worry.”
He pulls my head away so our eyes lock. “I’m asking because filling you felt amazing. I want to do nothing but come inside you so you know who you belong to.” He takes my lips and kisses me with intent. It’s different from the other kisses we’ve shared, but I can’t pinpoint why.
His phone starts to go off, killing the moment. We separate and clean up, then he drives me to my dorm. I don’t want to get out of his car. I want to beg him to take me with him. I’ll take the bus back. Miss classes. I don’t care. I just want more time.
“Why so sad, little bird?”
God, I suck. Why do I have to be so needy? If I don’t pull it together, I will kill our relationship. His fingers capture my chin, forcing me to look his way. “Because I don’t want this to end. And one day it will,” I finally reply.
He drops his hand to my neck, his thumb over my pulse. “Why do you say that?”
“Because it’s just a fact. I can withstand the physical. But I’m not strong enough to handle the mental. My emotions will—shit, already are becoming a factor, and I know that’s not what you signed up for. And for that, I know you’ll stop wanting me.”
His grip tightens, and I fear I’ve gone too far with my loose tongue. He never promised me anything but pleasure, and now I’ve crossed the line. “You’re correct. I tell you when this ends. Not you. I decide what you want.”
He’s lost in his own head, his grip becoming too tight. I wince and grab at his wrist. “Gabriel, you’re hurting me.”
