Page 113 of Plunge into Obsession

The moment his lips touched mine, there was no protest left to be found.

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth.

We groaned at the same time from the first swipe of his tongue on me.

I tightly clutched on the front of his shirt as he deepened the kiss, taking in more and more, until I wasn’t sure if there was anything left about me that belonged only to me.

It was as if he had imprinted on my very soul, and I was afraid to find out the kind of woman I’d become beneath his touch.

“Gabriel,” I whispered against his lips when he pulled away so we could both catch our breath.

“That’s right. That’s my name on your tongue.”

He kissed me harder.

“I own every inch of you.”

He grabbed the hem of my dress.

He yanked it up until it bunched up in my middle, revealing my white panties to his gaze.

I didn’t stop him.

I knew if I could see myself in the mirror, I would be seeing the hungry look in my eyes, wanting to devour him whole.

Fuck, but why couldn’t I resist him?

He made it so easy to desire the pretty illusion he put on.

Gabriel rubbed me over the fabric, and my legs shook.

He guided me over until I was straddling him on his lap. He fumbled with the fly on his pants.

His dick sprung out, hard and angry looking. I licked my lips at the sight of the purple mushroom tip, and Gabriel groaned, grabbing my face and pulling me back down for another hard kiss.

He ended the kiss first, and I could only sit there, panting, pressed against his hardness. I ground my hips, wanting more friction.

“Fucking hell,” Gabriel said, pulling the fabric of my panties to the side, exposing me.

His thumb brushed my clit, and I let out a small moan.

“Gabriel,” I whined.

“I got you,” he said, grabbing his hard cock and directing the tip to my entrance.

I sank down on him, a moan escaping my lips as our faces moved closer together until it felt like we were sharing the same breath.

He gripped my hair and yanked on it.

“Baby, fuck me.”

I nodded, letting out a small cry.

I lifted up and quickly dropped back down, rocking my hips back and forth and taking more of him in me.

Fuck.

“That’s it,” he said, his eyes dark and possessive.

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