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I lift my head off his shoulder and find my confidence. “I want you to slam your cock into me and fuck me hard.”
His dick replaces his fingers, rubbing against my pussy. “It’s about time I fuck what belongs to me.”
He enters me with one quick stroke. “Oh God,” I shout.
He pulls back and then pounds into me. It’s fast and punishing.
“Your tight cunt feels so good wrapped around me.” He moans into my ear. “Look in the mirror, watch what I’m doing to you.”
I do and he watches me. It’s by far the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced. The view of him fucking me in the mirror is something I will fantasize about for a lifetime.
I brace my hands against the countertop and push back against him. The feel of him deep inside me is overwhelming. His dirty words add to it all. It’s more than I can handle. I feel my body starting to burn.
“Gabriel, don’t stop.” His punishing pace doesn’t let up at all. He fucks me like he owns me, which I guess in a way he does.
“I feel your pussy tightening on me, don’t fucking hold back. I want to feel you come on me. I want to watch exactly what it looks like when I make you see stars.”
I try to fight it, I want it to last forever, but I can’t. I’m falling and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. He reaches down and rubs my clit. That’s all it takes. I explode around him.
“Fuck,” he mutters, and then his release follows mine.
A shudder racks his body, and as I try to catch my breath, I hang my head so I don’t see the lovestruck look in my eyes.
Chapter 30
Gabriel
I’m a goner. Now that I’ve felt her, there’s no turning back. I don’t know what came over me on the dance floor, but I knew I had to have her. The moment I saw her tonight, decked out in the tiny black dress, I knew tonight would be the night I’d have her. Is it insane? Did I fuck everything up?
We were getting along so well since the whole debacle of this forced marriage transpired, and now I may have fucked it all up. A year is a long time to be with one person, and now I may have made Clementine hate me.
I glance over at her as she dresses. “I guess I should get you home.”
Her eyes meet mine in the reflection of the mirror, and she runs a finger over her lips, cleaning the slight smudge of her lipstick. “Oh, ok sure.”
I zip my jeans, trying not to make tonight more awkward. “Listen…” I pause. I’m not really sure what to say to her.
How do I tell the woman I’m about to marry and then divorce that I’d like to keep doing this more and more? That I want to see her naked on a regular basis? I can’t.
“I’m sorry,” I finally end up saying, trying my best to clear the air.
She waves her hand, brushing me off. “It’s fine. We don’t need to ever mention it again.”
“Sure thing.” Keep my hands to myself, got it.
I don’t know why that’s so hard to hear, but it is. Maybe a part of me felt we were beginning to feel something, but I guess that’s just not the case.
We head back into the club, only to make our way to the exit to head home.
The car ride back is a quiet one, and more than anything I want to hold onto her. Tell her everything will be ok. But I don’t. Instead, we head into the house once the car has dropped us off, and go our separate ways.
“I’m just going to shower before heading to bed,” she says, turning into the hallway bathroom.
I grab my cell phone from my pocket, placing a call to Dean to make sure everything is running smoothly back in Colorado. He tells me they’re making progress with Ronin, and I hang up with high hopes Ronin will be found and we can get to the bottom of this mess.
I don’t know if I should trust my brother, and knowing he went missing right after his meeting with Bishop doesn’t sit well with me. What happened during that meeting?
The next morning, the smell of something cooking awakens me from a deep sleep with dreams of an auburn-haired beauty dancing just for me. The sound of chatter and laughter leads all the way to the kitchen. When I get to the entrance, I stop. Clementine and Tennyson dance around the kitchen together, singing and laughing as they prepare pancakes.
