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I try to remain calm, but its damn near impossible. I want to march up to the stage, yank her off there and give her a piece of my mind. In fact that's what I start to do. She is still glaring at me, so I match her gaze. There’s only a short distance between us ,so I close it in a few angry strides.
I reach the edge of the stage, Lorelai walks right up to my face. She opens her mouth to tell me off, but what happens next takes us both by surprise. Before she can even get one word out, my lips are on hers. I'm kissing her hard, rough, full of lust, passion and anger. Like there is a fire in me that can't be put out.
We are still waiting for the start of the next auction. Several people standing nearby have stopped to look at us. I regain control of myself and pull away from her. I don't like nosy people, and don't want anyone to hear what I have to say. She still looks angry with me, but I lean forward and whisper in her ear "I should just go ahead and fuck you right here. That way everyone will see who you belong to."
It’s taking a lot of effort to keep my emotions under control. I don't know what is happening to me right now.
Her jaw drops. Her lovely face is still full of anger, but I notice a new twinkle in her eyes. "Well, you sure as hell didn't give a shit about it or me these past few weeks." She snaps back.
I'm surprised and a little turned on by her fire right now. I'm sure that had been building up for a while. I can't control myself any longer. I need to deal with this matter in private. She gives an angry sigh, but I can hear her breath tremble a little at the end. There is no mistaking the sound of desire. The one little noise was all I needed to hear to make my decision.
I reach for her and pull her off the stage. She groans in anger and pulls her hand away from me. We stand there, eyes locked for a few seconds, and then I grab her and toss her over my shoulder. I walk off in the direction of the back of the store.
"Stop! Put me down!" She protests.
I ignore her, and step through the curtain that separates the back of the store.
"You are not allowed back here. This isn't part of the auction space," she snaps when I put her down.
I grab her and kiss her hard again. She resists me and pulls away.
I have her pinned against the wall now. I lean one hand against the wall and lean in closer to her. She tries to speak again, but I stop her with another kiss. This time my free hand slides under the hem of her dress. I rub her slit through the soft silk of her panties, and to my delight, I can already feel how wet she is through the fabric.
I can feel her body shudder as she gives in to me. She pushes forward against me, her arms wrapping around my shoulders. She tastes so good. Her soft lips, so inviting.
My finger slides around gently. I take it a step further by moving my hand higher, towards her clit. My fingers trace it ever so gently. She shakes more, and a slight moan escapes her. I wrap my arm around her, holding her up.
"Oh, Gabriel!" She moans.
I trail kisses down her neck. She's wearing a light sweater, which I yank open. The neckline of her dress exposes her cleavage nicely. I kiss her nipples through the fabric, then kiss her neck again.
My fingers work their magic on her, moving rhythmically. Her silk panties are quickly soaked. She holds me tighter, and soon she is panting. My earlier anger is gone, replaced now by desire. I love seeing her react this way. I love knowing that I am the one to make feel this way. This has never happened before, but I am actually enjoying giving her pleasure.
Usually it's the other way around. I can't wrap my head around this. How can this woman be making me feel all these different things? Even though playing with her is hot, I can feel myself tensing up again at the thought of feelings and emotions.
. This is what ruined everything in the first place. I can't let that happen again. But what can I do to stop feeling this way?
I force myself out of my head. I bring myself back into the moment by thinking about how good it feels to finally be with her. This is what I always wanted right? This was the goal from that first date.
