Page 51 of Plunge into Obsession

“Is this from me playing with you, or is this from the slap? Do you like it when I hurt you,bomboncita?”

I shook my head.

He laughed and slapped my pussy once more. I moved closer to him as my legs nearly gave out from underneath me.

Another chuckle came out when he found more of my arousal coating his hand.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and drew me in until my back was against his chest. The hand that had been cupping me now moved furiously over my slit.

I closed my eyes, my head falling backward on his shoulder as I gave him my weight.

The grip on my waist tightened, and I was sure it would bruise there later in the morning.

I didn’t care.

Couldn’t bring myself to care, not when I was feeling so close to losing control.

“Please, Gabriel,” I begged, my legs trembling.

“Say my name, baby. Scream it when you come. I want the whole fucking city to know just who it is making you come. Making you lose control.”

His fingers dragged up my clit, pushing me over the edge.

I lost it and I broke. And I did as he asked.

I screamed his name.

“Gabriel!”

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GABRIEL

I watchedin fascination as the small, precious girl fell apart in my arms.

I hadn’t even been inside of her, and already I was feeling too much and not enough.

I knew that first day, seeing Bianca walk through the door of my strip club, that this girl would be my fucking downfall.

Men in the city were fucking lucky she hadn’t applied for the position of a dancer because I would have gouged the eyes out of any man who had the unfortunate luck of seeing her naked on stage.

I’d stayed away from her because as much as she affected me, I wasn’t good for her.

I left her alone, but her luck and time had just run out.

I was now incapable of letting her walk out of my life.

It didn’t matter what I fucking did or who the fuck I was.

I would make sure none of the darkness would ever touch her.

She opened her baby-blue eyes to me, her lips swollen from her biting them as she rode wave after wave of the orgasm, and my heart pinched at the look in her eyes.

She didn’t look at me like I wasEl Despiadado.

She looked at me like I was a man who wasn’t cloaked in darkness.

Like I was a man who could belong to her.

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