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He chuckles and shakes his head. “Nah. Tonight, I’m going to take you nice and slow,” he tells me, thrusting back inside. “Just like this.”
I don’t know how much more of this I can take.
My chest rises and falls, breasts heaving with each of my breaths. A sly grin slips past Gabriel’s lips as he pulls back, farenough to stare into my eyes. The connection is intimate, his hold unwavering as he continues to thrust in and out of me.
His cock hits that secret spot deep inside of me, and my leg shakes. I avert my gaze. It’s too much. He’s too much.
“There it is,” he says, amusement lighting up his eyes. “Look at me,” he demands. “I want to watch you come on my cock.” Gabriel grunts. “I want to see the moment fireworks go off in your eyes.”
His fingers dig into my thigh as I squeeze his biceps, desperate to stay standing, but I’m not sure how much longer I’ll make it.
“Come on, Cecilia,” he encourages.
My hips jerk forward to meet his, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I slide my hands to Gabriel’s shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as I teeter on the edge of ecstasy.
“Come on my cock, baby.” His words, his touch, his relentless rhythm all push me closer to the brink. With each thrust, the tension builds, my body coiling tighter and tighter until I’m on the precipice of release.
And then it hits me.
A surge of pleasure crashes over me. My back arches, and my mouth falls open in a silent scream as waves of pleasure consume me from head to toe.
Gabriel’s eyes never leave mine, capturing the raw intensity of the moment as my body trembles with my release.
His own breaths come ragged and heavy, matching the erratic pace of my heartbeat.
“Oh, fuck.”
As the fireworks explode behind my closed eyelids, Gabriel’s arms wrap around me, holding me close as I ride out the storm.
When I come down, he quickens his pace. His movements become more urgent as he chases his own release, and I watch him intently through hooded eyes.
My breath catches in my throat, and I get lost in the raw intensity in his gaze. The sheer possessiveness he doesn’t bother to mask.
Gabriel’s brows furrow in concentration, his lips parting slightly.
I lean forward and kiss him. My teeth tugging at his full bottom lip.
He groans into my mouth.
I can feel the tension building in his muscles. His body coils like a tightly wound spring on the verge of snapping.
His rhythm becomes more erratic as he inches closer to the edge. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer, urging him on as I revel in the feeling of his slick body against mine.
“Fuck.” With a guttural groan, Gabriel finds his release, his body shuddering against mine as he empties himself inside me.
I hold him close, feeling the warmth of his breath against my skin.
The water continues to fall around us, the enclosure thick with steam. After several long seconds, Gabriel releases my thigh, lowering my leg until it touches the warm tile and I’m able to stand on my own two feet.
In this moment, it’s as if time stands still. All that exists is the two of us, lost in our own blissful oblivion.
But there’s a warning in the back of my mind reminding me that like all good things, this too will eventually come to an end.
Only, I realize, I don’t want it to.
CHAPTER 55
GABRIEL
