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A rumble of pleasure vibrates in Gabriel’s chest, making my pussy clench around his cock, and I feel him stiffen further inside me.
“You feel so fucking good,” I breathe.
“I just want to pound your pussy all night long,” he groans against my lips before he kisses me.
While his pace quickens, I can tell his thrusts are measured, not nearly as rough or forceful as he could be. But the way he grinds against my clit is turning me on so intensely. And the overly sensitive, already spent nerves are throbbing painfully.
“Yes!” I gasp as he pushes into me harder, faster. I can feel I’m right on the verge of another release.
“Come for me, baby,” Gabriel rasps, and his hand grips my ass convulsively.
I can’t help but obey, my body responding to his command without question. I burst around his cock, my pussy pulsing and gripping him as it milks his cock desperately. Goose bumps rise on my skin as tingling pleasure courses through me.
“Fuck!” Gabriel groans, shoving all the way inside me before releasing his seed.
I can feel the hot viscous of his cum filling me, and it makes my clit throb to know he’s pouring it deep into my pussy as he marks me like his territory. That’s exactly what he did to claim me in front of his club friends. Fucking me without a condom and refusing to pull out to show them I’m his. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in my life as I did that night. Still, the sensation of him filling me takes me back to that euphoric moment again and again.
We both sink onto the table as we gasp for breath, and Gabriel presses a sweet kiss to my lips. Then, gently, he eases out of me and stoops to retrieve his pants. Sitting up, I look around for my own discarded clothes, and Gabe gathers them for me.
“Why don’t you go relax?” he offers. “I’ll clean up the kitchen.”
“You sure?” I ask, surprised.
“Absolutely. Besides, you made dinner—and breakfast. It’s definitely my turn.”
Humming contentedly, I slide off the table, clutching my clothes. I give him a quick kiss and then head down the hallway to our bedroom. The gentle clink of dishes and the rush of water in the sink bring a smile to my face.When did my life get so perfect?I think happily.
7
Gabriel
As I strollin from cleaning up the kitchen, I pause at the sight of Winter sprawled across our new bed. Scantily clad in one of my oversized T-shirts and nothing else, she looks as sexy as ever, her long legs leading up to her barely covered round, firm ass.
“Hi,” she says coyly, flicking her feet into the air in a playful pinup girl pose.
Despite the two rounds we’ve just done, my dick twitches inside my pants at the sight. “Hi,” I reply, smiling crookedly before turning toward our bathroom to brush my teeth.
Ever insatiable, Winter is near impossible to resist. Still, I don’t want to push her too hard and hurt her or the baby. They’re the most precious things in the world to me, and I’m determined to cherish them the way they deserve.
I clean up and brush my teeth, getting ready for bed, and when I come out, Winter’s already tucked under the covers, resting on her side with her back to me. The energy in the room is different from a few minutes ago, but I’m not quite sure why. Flicking off the lights, I join Winter beneath the covers and snake my arm around her waist to pull her close.
“Why don’t you ever talk to me like you used to during sex? Or punish me?”
I can hear a hint of hurt in her voice, which baffles me.Why would it hurt her that I can’t stand the thought of punishing her anymore? When I care too much for her to not show restraint?
Considering her question, I measure my response, not wanting to hurt her more when the whole point of ending her punishments was to avoid causing her pain. “I guess… I feel bad doing that now. I mean, I love you, Winter. You’re going to be my wife, and you’re carrying my child, and I don’t ever want to hurt you.” I pause as a stab of remorse silences me for a long moment. “I know that stalking you all those months and basically keeping you captive after I pulled you from that basement was wrong. No normal person would ever even consider doing that. But I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t know what else to do. I just had to have you. It was painful to be away from you, to think of you with another man. Anyone but me.”
Cupping her cheek with my hand, I gently turn her head so she’ll look at me. “I wanted you so badly, I felt like I was going insane.” Leaning in, I kiss her full, soft lips gently before continuing. “And now you’re mine forever. You’re carrying my baby, and we’re getting married. I just never want to do anything to lose you. I want you to feel cherished, to know how much I adore you. And I don’t see how I can manage that if I push or punish you.”
The sadness in Winter’s eyes fades as her emerald gaze softens, and she turns to face me. “I love you,” she breathes, and my heart swells with the intensity behind her words. “But maybe we can find a middle ground? I don’t want to be passed around to your friends or whipped and fucked in the ass so hard it hurts, but I like some of it. I like it when you spank me and use me like a fucktoy. I like it when you talk to me like that, like you’re going to take me any way you want for as long as you want. No one’s ever dared do or say the things you have, and it’s fuckinghot,” she insists. “It makes me feel… sexy, and I like the thought of driving you crazy until you lose control.”
Chewing the inside of my lip, I hesitate. I know she’s saying that, but I don’t see how I can handle her roughly knowing that I might possibly cross a line. I have before, and I can’t stand the thought of pushing her too far. Especially now that she’s carrying my baby.
“Please, Gabriel?” she asks, her soft hand reaching up to lightly brush my cheek.
The warmth of her touch in the darkness makes my skin tingle, and I cover her hand with my own as I press it against my cheek.
“Will you at least try? I wantmyGabriel, the man I fell in love with. I don’t want you to try to be someone else for me. I love all of you, rough sex and everything. And I feel like I’ve lost that part of our relationship because of something I did wrong.”
