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“Hey,” I say, looking up at him as we continue down the hallway. “I just realized I don’t even know your name.”
“So that’s another first for you, isn’t it?”
He unlocks his door and we pass into his apartment.
“It’s Gabe,” he says, pulling me inside.
Wrapping me up in his arms, he crushes his lips to mine with a newly ignited intensity, a new hunger, and I kiss him back, finding his tempo. It’s intoxicating, and it’s a rush.
He paid to get me out of that shithole. And he doesn’t want anything in return. He just wants me to be his date to this fabulous party tonight.
He just wantsme.
“Is that your first name or your last name?” I ask, smiling at him.
“Am I not allowed to retain some mystery?” he asks darkly.
“You areplentymysterious,” I reply.
He flashes me a sexy grin and scoops me up by the ass and I wrap my legs up around him, the dampness of my pussy grinding against him. I close my eyes and my world spins as he darts his tongue deep into my mouth, and I open my lips for him, feeling a trickle of new moisture between my legs as he puts me down on his plush, feathery soft couch.
What thehellam I doing?
“They aren’t going to do anything to you,” Gabe says, pushing my dress up around my hips slowly. The fabric is excruciating on my skin, teasing me. The way he acts is infuriatingly sexy. The way he goes slow. The way he teases. “You are safe now.”
The pressure between my legs builds as he smiles up at me and kisses me between my legs. My clit presses up against my panties, hard and desperate for his touch.
Slowly he slides my panties to the side. The soaked, delicate fabric nearly tears apart in his hand.
“I didn’t know what I was going to do,” I confess.
“It doesn’t matter now,” he growls. “You only do what you want. You tell me what you want. And if you don’t know what you want, I’llshow youwhat you want.”
“How do you know what I want?” I breathe.
My chest warms with heat as he kneels down on the floor in front of me.
I know nothing about him.
He was alone the day before Christmas Eve. He was in that place he rescued me from. He wasthere, and he must have been looking for something…
But he didn’t leave with what he came looking for.
His fingers roll against the edge of my panties, the flesh digging into my belly.
My head spins with desire. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.
All I know is that I want to be his.
I want him to make me his.
Gabe
Possessiveness crushes through my blood. Her body is soft, wanting, waiting.
“Stand up,” I command.
She is hesitant. She blinks up at me with piercing eyes, soft with want but fiery with desire.
