Page 203 of Plunge into Obsession

I blinked, and he looked down at me questioningly.

I licked my lips, diverting his attention.

He groaned and reached down for the side zipper of the dress, sliding it down. My skin buzzed with sensitivity as the fabric loosened around me. Gabriel didn’t give me a chance to think.

He pulled the dress off me and dropped it in a crumpled heap on the far corner of the bed, his eyes taking in my naked body.

His finger drew circles around my nipple. “Are you a good girl for me?”

I didn’t know how to answer him, so I said nothing. He pinched my nipple slightly before pulling on it.

I whimpered, my hand moving up and shackling his wrist as I debated if I wanted to risk his punishment by pulling his hand away.

Hell, at this point, I didn’t know if I wanted him to punish me or not.

“Bianca, answer me.”

“I-I don’t know.”

He smiled. “No? Is your butt plug still in, sweetheart?”

I probably blushed about ten different shades of red in the span of three seconds flat.

I shouldn’t feel shy with him, especially with all the things we had done. Gabriel had taken so much liberty with my body it felt like nothing was forbidden to him.

He pinched my nipple harder.

Fuck.

“Yes,” I answered, knowing that was what he wanted.

He let go of my abused nipple and smoothed it with the gentle touch of his hand as his eyes moved down my body, leaving a burning trail everywhere he looked.

His eyes stopped on my stomach.

It was no longer flat; there was a small swell.

I still didn’t look pregnant, but each day that passed, I was feeling more pregnant, and the baby inside me was feeling more and more real. And Gabriel might be feeling the same way I felt because there was an emotion so strong in his eyes, it nearly rendered me speechless.

He bent down and kissed it, watching me the entire time.

“I can’t fucking wait to see your stomach swell with our baby,mi tesoro.”

My eyes burned at the soft note in his voice, and my hand moved to his hair, my fingers shifting through the soft strands.

“Me too,” I admitted. He paused, looking a little surprised. I didn’t blame him. This was the first time I’d expressed any excitement about the pregnancy. It made me feel slightly guilty, even if I was justified in my feelings.

But for the first time… I was happy about this.

He stood up suddenly.

“We don’t have a lot of time,” Gabriel said, pushing my legs open so I was exposed to him.

Cool air teased me, especially with the wetness on my inner thighs.

“What do you mean?”

He didn’t answer me. He swirled his thumb around my clit.

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