Page 17 of 12 Days of F*ckmas
I bucked and wound my hips like a crazy woman, letting go of all control and riding the pleasure.
“Yes, Mariah.” He flicked my clit with one hand and rubbed my A-spot with the other. “You didn’t come withthem, but you will cum withmeover and over.”
And then I orgasmed right there, in the middle of that jewelry story. I screamed so loud in pleasure that surely, some of the jewelry fell off the shelves.
Never had I experienced such an intense orgasm—one that had me sweating and panting, shivering and humping.
“Oh my God.” Tears spilled from my eyes.
Chapter 4
Four “Oh My Gods!”
Mariah
After cumming all overthe bench, Gabriel cleaned me up with a warm cloth. The tender action shocked me.
When I met him, he had killed Rudy with his bare hands.
Now he doted on me like a gentleman would.
And to my surprise, I relished in his loving attention.
Once he cleaned me, I placed the trench coat back on.
Gabriel gestured to the shelves and glass cases. “Pick a few things to take with you.”
“Seriously?” I widened my eyes at the spectacular array of diamonds, rubies, and emeralds. “You are already giving me a million dollars.”
“That’s the fee for your time. The jewelry is a gift.” He winked. “Christmas is coming after all.”
Gabriel gently took my hand and guided me to a display case with diamonds roughly the size of tennis balls.
Where the hell would I wear those?
I tugged him away.
