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She gripped his shirt. “Our wager from before…I want your deepest secret.”
He swallowed. “I’m afraid that if I dare love and I am not loved back, it will hurt me—that I won’t survive it; my heart won’t survive it.”
“Gabriel, I love you exactly as you are,” she whispered.
“Then... you’ll have me? If you say yes, I will never give you cause to regret that decision. I will never look at any other woman twice. I will be yours and your alone, and you will have the honor of reforming the worst rakehell in London. I will love and protect you until the day I die,” he said fiercely.
“Yes,” she replied, touching his cheek. “A thousand and one times, it will be yes,”
“Thank God.” He gathered her in his arms, and the kiss they shared was as hot and fiery as the fireworks across the sky. Pulling away, Gabriel said, “I am taking you home, Ana.”
She gripped his jacket. “There will be a scandal.”
“Hang the scandal. Hang the scandal, the gossips, and those who believe we need their approval. I will protect you from them all,” he replied fiercely. “But tonight, you will be mine.”
CHAPTER12
Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind
and therefore, is winged
Cupid painted blind.
––Shakespeare
This time felt like a replay of the scene in his bedroom a week ago, but instead of Anastasia’s back meeting the door, Gabriel pressed himself against the door and pulled her to him, tipping her head up to meet his kiss. His lips took hers with the same scintillating heat, but they smoldered instead of burning through her.
Her breath hitched as he leaned forward to run his tongue along her bottom lip, and her skin pricked as Gabriel’s broad hand traveled down her neck.
Peppering kisses down her neck, Ana pressed her aching breast into the palm of his hand, and his pinch to her nipple sent sparks throughout her body.
“Are you certain, Ana?”
“I want it all,” she murmured. “I want you.”
She undid his poorly tied cravat from his neck while he unbuttoned her gown without breaking their kiss. His fingers were tender, but his mouth urgent. He pushed her dress and chemise off her shoulders so that they puddled onto the floor, baring her body before him.
When his fingertips grazed her hardened nipples, she shivered at the delicious sensation. His mouth broke from hers, and he captured the swell of one breast in one hand while his mouth suckled on the other.
He circled her nipple with his tongue causing jarring shocks of pleasure to run down to her core. Gabriel stripped away his clothing in minutes and joined her on her bed, rolling her into his arms to kiss her.
Gabriel trailed his palm down the length of her back and over her hip while he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers. Anastasia released a moan that prompted him to trail his tongue along the seam of her lips. She parted her lips and let him devour her.
“Tell me what you want,” he murmured against her skin as he began to trail kisses down her neck.
Her breasts ached, so instead of telling him, she showed him; Ana reached for his hands, guiding them over her sides and up to cup the sensitive globes. Gabriel kneaded the tender flesh and pinched her nipples hard, and an upsurge of pleasure rolled through her, sending her over the crest of the wave.
She collapsed against the sheets as he licked down the divot of breasts to pump his tongue into her navel then his fingers bit into her hips, his long fingers massaging her backside.
His mouth found her ear, his teeth biting at her lobe, “I want your mouth on me, sweetheart.” Gabriel dragged his thumb softly over her lips. “I want you to taste me.”
He took her hand and placed it on his member; Ana gasped softly at the power delineated in every inch of his beautiful body. He was fully aroused, and his member jutted out, thick and long.
Ana pressed closer, extracting a deep growl from him as she reclaimed his mouth. He eased his tongue back into her mouth to explore, and she surprised him as she captured his tongue between her lips.
“Teach me,” she whispered.
He was smooth yet turgid, inflexible, and thicker than all the drawings she’d seen in her secret books. Her thumb and forefinger struggled to meet where she encircled him. An odd sort of excitement and trepidation darted through Ana as Gabriel guided her to what he craved, gripping her chin with one hand and her shoulder with the other.
