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“Come for me,”he says, his mouth buried in my folds.“Come on your dirty brother’s face.”
Goddamn, he’s filthy.
He draws his tongue up to my clit and begins an assault I am not prepared for. I curl forward as pleasure rises from my core, strong and relentless, sweeping through my body in sharp, needy spasms.
No matter how much I flail, Gabe stays latched on, sucking my clit rhythmically as I flip the fuck out, rivaling those in need of an exorcism. Heaven itself opens, swallowing me into the abyss, washing through me in its relentless pursuit for more.
When I finally come down from my high and my body begins to settle, Gabe pulls away, like he knows the exact moment before it becomes too much.
He plants a series of sloppy kisses on my thighs and I marvel at what he just did.
“That was…amazing…” I say in awe.
“No less than you deserve.”
He sits back on his heels, and I see his erection jutting from its confines.
I bite my lower lip, wondering what it would be like to blow him. Frank’s cock was small, completely unlike the monster Gabe’s sporting. Feeling it last night, spasming against my backside as I came, coating me with his seed, was deliciously vulgar.
I’ll forever be marked by him.
Now, instead of coating my flesh, I want to taste him.
“It’s my turn.” I rove my eyes down his impressive torso, wishing his shirt wasn’t obstructing my view.
He frowns. “You don’t get a turn.”
“We made a bargain!”
“Would it be so bad to just let me please you?”
“It would be torture.”
He sucks in a breath, his nostrils flaring.
Again, he sees the girl.
Time to kill that image.
“Stop treating me like I’m a princess. I’m not delicate, and I don’t want to be treated as such. I don’t want you soft and gentle. I want you cold and hard. Demanding.”
His guilt melts away as his eyes light with unrepentant desire.
Rising to a stand, he undoes the button to his pants, and pulls them down along with his boxers, freeing his generous length.
He brings a hand up, caresses my cheek, then forcefully grabs me by the hair.
“On your knees.”
I obey.
Over the past few months, I’ve gotten really good at obeying, but it’s never been for a man worthy of my obedience.
My feelings for Gabriel have gone from girlhood crush to worshipful. There is no man that could compete with him. Not before the apocalypse and not after.
But then again, I’ve always known this.
Before the world ended, I had plenty of men asking me on dates, whether it be because they had a genuine interest in me or because of my family’s wealth, I cannot say. But the offers were there.
