Page 102 of Plunge into Obsession

But this man…

The illusion wassopretty.

Tears stung my eyes.

“I can give you a family,mi cariño,” he said, confirming what I had already known. He had been listening in on my conversation with Kaia.

I shook my head.

His eyes hardened and the hold he had on my chin tightened. “Yes. You said that to convince the girl, and the only reason it worked is because you want a family of your own. I can give you that. This baby and I can be your family.”

Tears stung my eyes.

Was it cliché of me to want that so badly?

It was what every foster kid dreamed of, even the hardened ones…especiallythe hardened ones. But by the time I was placed in the system, I was too old to be adopted or fostered.

What was more, I didn’t want to be. Not when I had heard about so much bad shit happening to kids when they left for another family.

A small part of me had longed to have someone by my side. To have my back and keep me safe. Perhaps that was why Kaia and I were so close.

Why we clung to each other so tightly.

I blinked, and Gabriel wrapped his arms around my waist.

I took a deep breath when I felt my nipples press against his warm chest, and my cheeks flamed when I felt his cum sliding down my legs.

I looked down, and so did he.

He traced over the wetness with a single finger, and groaning a bit, he cupped my pussy.

“Gabriel,” I protested weakly.

He squeezed me. “Do you fucking know how perfect you are for me?”

I shook my head. He slapped my pussy with his huge palm.

I gasped in pain and tried to arch away from him.

He cupped my pussy once more, bringing me closer to him and shaking me a bit. “Yes, baby. Perfect. For. Me.”

His fingers moved back until I felt his finger sliding lightly over my asshole.

I bit my lip and tried to push him away, but he was like an unmovable wall.

An unmovable wall looking at me with pure sin in his eyes as he tapped the ring of muscle.

“Gabriel.”

He withdrew his finger, and I let out a small sigh. I wasn’t sure if that sigh was disappointment or relief, but I didn’t have time to dwell on it because he was lifting me up in his arms and walking us to the bathroom.

I blinked when he set me on my feet in front of the mirror. He stood directly behind me.

His eyes danced wickedly as he kissed the side of my head.

Then both hands squeezed my breasts, weighing each globe before tugging my nipples.

My mouth opened, but nothing came out.

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