Page 98 of Bared Betrayal
Gabriel’s hand tightens on my waist, and he pumps faster while I bite down on his palm to keep from crying out.
“Kallie, where are you?” Sebastian’s voice is close now. Oh, God. He’s so close!
Gabriel stabs into me with short, sharp thrusts that lift my heels off the floor.
“Aaah,” I moan, unable to contain it.
“You’re going to come,” he demands so softly I almost don’t hear him. “And you’re not going to make a sound, are you?”
I shake my head, and he buries his face in my neck, fucking me harder and faster, tears beading in the corners of my eyes because everything is too intense. The thrill of Gabriel fucking me with Sebastian so close he can walk in at any moment drives me mad. I’ve never been this turned on. It’s like walking on a tightrope that’s about to snap and not knowing if you’ll reach the other side before it does or fall to your death.
“Come.”
My body quakes, and I stifle a scream as an orgasm curls through me like something powerful and consuming, stealing the air from my lungs. Gabriel’s hand is still tightly clamped over my mouth to muffle my moans. He’s rocking hard into me as he murmurs for me to keep quiet before, finally, his own low groan follows mine seconds later.
He stills immediately. It’s the most I’ve felt him jerk inside me as he comes, feeling every twitch of his cock. I think it’s because he’s not moving at all, and now I feel everything.
We both stay like that, barely breathing as we try to listen for sounds of Sebastian coming closer. The seconds tick by, and it seems he hasn’t heard us because the sound of his footsteps fades away into nothingness.
Gabriel slowly withdraws from me, turning me around so I’m facing him as he pulls his tie off, easing it between my legs. “You okay?”
“What the hell were you thinking?” The silk tie against my sensitive clit as Gabriel cleans me sends a jolt of electricity up my spine. I close my eyes, trying to catch my breath. “Sebastian could have walked in on us.”
“But he didn’t.”
“He could have.” I’m still reeling with adrenaline, but it’s like the reality of what just happened is slowly closing in on me. “We shouldn’t have done that.”
Gabriel tucks the cum-stained tie in his pocket. “You know you could have snapped your fingers if you wanted to, and I would have stopped.”
“This is not a game, Gabriel. When will you realize that?” I pull my jeans on and wipe sweat from my forehead. “Just…please leave before he comes back.”
“You’re coming with me,” he says with a tone that screams finality.
“No. I’m not. Please. You have to leave right now.”
“Kallie—”
“My God, Gabriel!” I blurt. “For once, just fucking listen to me. Listen to what I’m saying. Leave. Now. Please.”
My chest rises and falls. There are too many emotions crushing together, creating havoc in my bones.
“Fine,” he concedes, and I’m taken aback by how quickly he agreed, something he won’t do if he’s of a different opinion about anything. He stalks up to me, eyes wide and expression hard. “But we’re not done. Not by a longshot.”
Gabriel stomps out, and I breathe a sigh of relief when he’s gone. What we just did, we went too far this time. I can’t imagine what would have happened had Sebastian walked in on us. I would have died.
I quickly pull myself together, raking my fingers through my hair, rearranging my supply table before walking out, and bumping straight into Sebastian.
“Here you are,” he says, and I almost choke on a breath.
“Yeah. Here I am.”
“I’ve been looking for you. I was here earlier, then went to the café next door to see if you were there.”
“I’m sorry.” I wipe my forehead. “I was in the bathroom.”
Sebastian looks around. “Was my dad here?”
“No, why?”
