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“Please,” I whisper against his lips.
“You’re hurt.”
“Then help me feel better.”
CHAPTER 25
GABRIEL
Fuck. I shouldn’t agree to this. What the hell am I thinking? This is wrong. She’s hurt and vulnerable. Shit. But I don’t know if I have it in me to deny her.
Cecilia rises up on her tiptoes and hovers her lips over mine. “Please,” her words whisper along my lips.
Do you think I can get my mouth to voice the words, very reasonable words, that suggest we pump the brakes? Slow down, at least until she feels better?
Of course not.
I’m lost when it comes to this girl. I want her, more than I’ve ever wanted anyone or anything in my life before.
I’ve kissed her lips. Stroked her body. Brought her to the height of pleasure with nothing more than my hand. But it’s not enough. I want more. Everything she has to give, and it takes every single molecule of self-control I have to keep myself from taking it. From grabbing her face, devouring her mouth with mine, and claiming her in a way that makes her and I more than casual.
I want fucking permanent.
But she’s scared. I want to take what she offers, but it’d destroy me if she later regretted it. I can’t lose her. Seeing her on the ground today shook me to my core. But fear isn’t reason enough to let those assholes get away with what they did to her.
Cecilia’s lips mold against mine. My control slips. Cradling her head in my hand, I wait, giving her the chance to take the lead. To be in control. That’s what she needs right now. Control. I feel it in her kiss. In the tight line of her neck and shoulders. She’s trying to reclaim some of her power back.
And I’ll be damned if I take it away from her. Cecilia’s tongue peaks out, and I groan as she leans in and explores my mouth. She’s shy at first. Almost timid like she worries any moment I will reject her.
I could never.
Pulling her closer, Cecilia presses against me, her breast mashing into my chest. I feel the exact moment her confidence rises. This is only the beginning, I want to tell her. There’s no rush. She can take all the time that she needs.
I release her face, running my hands down her arms before briefly squeezing her waist. Releasing her, I keep my eyes locked with hers and step backwards until the backs of my shins meet the small pullout couch in my room. I sink into my seat and motion her forward.
A small smile curls her lips, and she follows after me. Legs spread wide, I run my hands over my jean clad thighs and wait to see what she’ll do next. Cecilia hesitates for only a second before lowering herself to straddle my lap.
I fight the urge to shift in my seat. To thrust my already hard length against the warmth of her pussy. She settles her weight on me, her small hands pressing against my chest.
Her heat seeps through the thin material of her leggings. And I squeeze my eyes closed, envisioning her bare and spread out for me, like a feast, ready to be savored and enjoyed. Is she wetfor me? Does her pussy ache to be filled the way my cock aches to fill her? I bite back a groan and kiss her again, craving the feel of her skin against mine.
Cecilia’s mouth tastes like cherry and cola, the flavor sinking into my taste buds as I chase after her lips. We kiss for what feels like an eternity but also not nearly long enough. It will never be enough with her. Like before, I feel the moment she gets restless. When kissing and licking and touching is no longer enough.
Her teeth nip at my bottom lip and against my control, my hips thrust up against her center.
Cecilia gasps into my mouth and I silently curse myself for my reaction, but fuck, I love it when she bites. I lick the corner of her mouth before biting her full bottom lip and she blesses me with the most incredible feeling.
Pressing down, Cecilia grinds herself against me. I groan, my fingers tightening around her hips. Fuck. I tear my mouth from hers and try to catch my breath.
“Is that—I’m sorry.”
What? No. She should not be apologizing right now.
Cecilia worriedly chews her bottom lip, cheeks flushed, and looks away. I pull her eyes back to me.
“What are you apologizing for?”
She opens her mouth, but no words come out.
