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"Ella," he said softly. "I think you know I have feelings for you, too." He leaned in closer, his lips barely an inch away from mine. He reached between us and touched the locking necklace. "I've wanted you ever since the day I met you. Before I saw you, even. You have to know how hard it's been to keep my hands off you. To keep myself from acting on… everything until you were ready."
I scoffed. "Really? Until I was ready? Dry humping you in the bathroom didn’t indicate I was ‘ready’ enough?"
This time, Gabe didn't even try to hide his grin. "It was a start, mate. But you had to be ready. For everything, not just sex.”
“I need specifics. Ready for what, exactly?”
“For everything you’ve been fighting me on. Our bond. Being mine, permanently.” Gabe eased back onto the road. “Don’t get me wrong. I love that you’re looking forward to the sex. I am, too. But I need you to be ready to welcome my bite. And I’ve only got a few days to get you there.”
“I think I’m closer to that than you think,” I whispered. It felt weird to admit it to myself, let alone say it aloud. “But maybe, if we have sex first, it will bring us closer, and then it will be easier to accept the mark.”
Gabe didn’t answer right away. His eyes remained focused on the road, and I could feel the tension inside of him rev up. My eyes fell to his lips when he licked them. His jaw ticked where he was gritting his teeth.
We pulled into Gabe’s apartment complex around two in the morning. I was tired and ready for bed but grateful to not be tied up in the trunk of Neil’s car. Or worse, to be throwing myself into his arms.
I instantly chilled at the thought. I didn’t want to be with Neil, but did that mean I would be sleeping alone again tonight? Or was Gabe’s resolve starting to soften?
I’d get my answer soon enough.
Gabe grabbed my hand and tugged me up the stairs to his front door. He let us in, the familiar living room greeting us with its warm colors and comfortable furniture. Gabe led me down the short hallway to his bedroom.
A soft light shone through the blinds, filtering onto the bed where his two pillows were propped up against the headboard. He gestured for me to sit on the edge of the bed, and I complied without hesitation.
My eyes widened as his hands went to his belt. He unbuckled his pants, letting his tented boxers spill out.
"You're a vixen, Ella. I've tried to wait, but there's only so much teasing you can expect me to take before I have a release. If you think you're ready for my cock, I need you to show me just how eager you are."
His words sent a thrill through me. I wanted this. I wanted him, but now that he was offering himself to me, I hesitated.
"I don't know what to do," I admitted, barely speaking above a whisper. My face burned. Of course, I knew the basic mechanics of everything, but I didn't know exactly what he wanted from me.
Gabe chuckled and cupped my face in his hands. "It's okay, Ella. I'll show you." He leaned forward, kissed me deeply, and then traced his lips down my neck. His mouth lingered at the base of my throat, making my breathing hitch and my skin flush with pleasure.
He gently moved my hands to the front of his pants, helping me push the fabric down so that his rigid manhood was completely exposed. The head was red and bulbous like it was angry to be so hard. A few beads of wetness slipped out of the slit on the head of his cock. I ran my fingers lightly over the veiny ridges that wrapped around him. He groaned and swore at my touch, causing me to smile.
He positioned my lips near the head before running his thumb along the length. "Start by licking it," he said, his voice low and gravelly with desire. I obeyed, tasting the wetness on his skin. A shudder ran through him in response to my touch.
He guided my movements with gentle nudges as I explored every inch of him with my tongue. Every stroke was rewarded with soft moans as he began to thrust into my mouth.
I kept up with him, adapting to his pace with each thrust. His grip on the back of my head became more urgent, his hands tangled in my hair. My throat burned, and my eyes blurred. For a terrifying moment, I couldn't breathe. Without warning, Gabe threw his head back andlet out an ecstatic moan as jets of warm cum filled up my throat.
I panicked as the salty liquid spilled from the sides of my mouth. Gabe continued thrusting, slower now, as though he was trying to push more of it down into my tummy.
"That's my good girl. Take all my cum, mate," he whispered.
He softened and slowed, pulling himself from me. Gabe touched the sides of my mouth where some of the cum had escaped. He carefully rubbed it into my skin, making circles on my cheeks and neck, until it was gone.
"Don't waste my cum, Ella. It either stays on you or inside you, but it's not going to waste."
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I woke up in the late morning, my body still tangled with Gabe's. I had rolled over in my sleep and was now facing him. His face was illuminated by the sun streaming through the window, his eyes shut but a peaceful smile on his lips. He looked beautiful. I watched him for a moment, taking in his features.
I shifted and felt his erection hard pressed up against my thigh. A satisfied sigh escaped my lips as I realized he wanted me in his sleep. The motion was enough to make him stir awake. His gaze was full of lust, sending a thrill through my body. As much as I loved sucking him, we had ended things short of actually having sex, and the anticipation was driving me crazy, just like he planned.
Gently, he brushed his thumb across my bottom lip before leaning in for a kiss. It was slow and passionate at first but then grew wilder as our desire for each other builtbetween us. He deepened the kiss as his hands roamed down to cup my breasts through the thin fabric of my shirt, making me moan with pleasure beneath him.
He rolled on top of me, taking control. His hands squeezed my butt as he rocked his hard cock back and forth, sending a delicious jolt of pleasure through my body. It was so erotic, so hot. I could feel the wetness between my legs and the ache in my core, begging him to be inside me.
