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He increased his pressure, setting a rhythm with his expert fingers. An intense throbbing need for release built in my core. He teased a cool finger at my entrance, dipping into my wet heat. Then he slipped in another finger, filling and stretching me, finding the precise spot that made me squirm. I dug my fingers into his t-shirt, gripping him and pulling him into me for a kiss. My breath escaped in gasps and I panted and moaned into his mouth.

“Bad Swan. You’re being too loud.”

I was desperate to cry out but he covered my mouth with his, smothering my desperate whimpers. In the dark silence, the sensation was heightened so that it was torturous in its intensity. A divine torment. He increased his pace, his fingers rubbing in a slippery massage. He yanked up my t-shirt and his lips found my breasts. He sucked my nipple into his mouth, hard and desperate. A jolt of pleasure shot right down from his lips to my center, as though he was sucking between my thighs. A gasp escaped me but I clamped my mouth shut and swallowed it. The bed creaked but I didn’t care and neither did Gabe. My fingers tangled into his hair. I needed to come before I died of need. My orgasm ripped through me, cresting intense waves of pleasure. My body trembled in the dark silence, drowning in an ocean of sensation. He kept working, rubbing with perfect pressure and suckling my nipple hard into his mouth as my body juddered and shook. My orgasm rocked the whole of my body. Tingling electricity shot from my core to my feet, making the tips of my toes pulse with tiny aftershocks.

Slowly and carefully, Gabe rolled away from me. I lay in the echoing quiet, breathing hard and trying to regain my equilibrium. He pulled me into his arms and pressed a kiss on my shoulder.

“Did you enjoy that, Little Swan?” His cool, clipped whisper drifted in the darkness.

“Yes.”

“I thought you were going to try and be quiet.”

The back of my neck heated. “It’s not easy being quiet under those circumstances.”

He turned me in his arms so that we were spooning.

“I want to fuck you so badly. I’ve never been cock-blocked by a bed before. I’m buying you a new one in the morning.”

My body tensed and I fought to react. I shouldn’t have been spooning with him, but his delicious warmth engulfed me, and I let myself relax in his arms. His scent filled my nostrils; he’d washed with my mint shower gel but there was a scent to him that was all him. His erection prodded my backside. Adjusting himself, he inched away.

As slowly as I could, I twisted in his arms. “Would you like some help with that?”

The bed let out an almighty groan.

“This fucking bed,” Gabe whispered.

I found the waistband of his pajamas. He sucked in a breath as my hands slipped under and gripped his hard length. “Now it’s your turn to keep quiet.”

Chapter 32

Gabe

Buzzingwokemeup.I opened my eyes and tried to reorient myself in the unfamiliar darkness. I was in the spare room in Miri’s house on the shit lumpy bed. I’d buy them all new beds today. This bed had destroyed my back. Miri had given me the slowest, quietest, most torturous blow job in the world and then kicked me out of her bedroom. The ache in my spine from this crap mattress was a small price to pay. My phone buzzed again. I groaned and swiped it from the floor. Mother’s face flashed on the screen. I sighed. What did she want in the middle of the night? Had a swarm of bats gathered and carried news of tonight’s misdemeanors to her lair?

I answered the phone, my voice croaky with sleep. “Mother?”

“Have you seen the news?”

I checked the digital clock and groaned. “It’s 3 a.m.”

“Not in Dubai, darling. A story is about to break. Another pack of lies.”

“What this time?”

She drew a breath. “Our names are going to be all over the papers tomorrow. Someone is saying your father and Emma were having an affair.” She gave a tinkling laugh. “Have you heard anything more ridiculous?”

My heart pounded. I faked a laugh. “No? Ridiculous.”

Silence filled the space between us. Perhaps I hadn’t sounded convincing.

“Prepare yourself, Gabe. I’m talking with PR about how to manage it. I suggest you speak to them sooner rather than later.”

My stomach hardened. I needed to sort this out. Quietly, I flung the duvet off and swung my legs over the bed.

Chapter 33

Miri

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