Page 96 of Bared Betrayal
“I’m going to call off the wedding, and then Sebastian will need his father. He’s going to need all the support he can get.”
“And you?” he snaps. “What about what you need?”
I shake my head, biting back tears. “I’ll survive.”
“That’s the problem. All you’ve been doing is surviving, and that’s not enough.”
“It’s enough for me!”
“Stop lying to yourself, Kallie. My God.” He pulls his hands through his hair. “Just admit that you’ve never felt more alive in your entire fucking life than when you’re with me.”
“It doesn’t matter!”
“Of course, it fucking matters!”
“Have you thought about it, Gabriel?” I cross my arms. “About us being together out in the open?”
“I’ve thought of nothing else.”
“And you want a relationship with your son?”
“Yes. In a perfect world.”
“Have you thought about how family dinners will play out?” I press. “When you and I sit at the same dinner table as Sebastian? Birthday parties? High days. Low days. Fucking church?” I snort. “Imagine sitting in the same pew as your son with the woman who used to be his fiancée, but she left him because she preferred the way his father fucked her.”
“Don’t do that. Don’t cheapen what we share. This is not just about sex. This is about two people finding peace in each other, despite all the odds against them. This is about two people who understand each other more than anyone else ever will.”
He takes a deep breath and stares at me for what feels like an eternity before finally speaking. “I want to be with you, Kallie. And I don’t care how it looks or what people think, or fucking church pews. All I care about is you. Being with you.”
Backing away from him, I clench my jaw, desperately trying to hold on to the last bit of strength I have left. His words are tearing me apart. But Gabriel knows me better than I know myself, and he sees right through me. He steps forward and takes my chin in his hand, forcing me to meet his gaze. My heart is racing uncontrollably as I look into those deep blue pools of desire. My breath hitches in my throat as his fingers brush against my cheekbone and slip behind my earlobe, his touch spreading an ache through my body that’s too much to bear.
“Why are you doing this?” I ask, pleading with him to understand. “You know we can never be together.”
“I don’t believe that,” he says firmly. “I refuse to accept it.” He steps closer now, his eyes never leaving mine as he takes hold of my arms gently but firmly.
“Gabriel…”
“No more excuses,” he tells me sternly. “No more running away from your feelings and pretending like they don’t exist.”
“You’re making this harder than it has to be,” I say weakly.
“I’m accepting what we can’t change.” Gabriel leans in, his lips hovering dangerously close to my own. “You are meant to be mine, Kallie. And I’m meant to be yours.” The heat of his breath sends shivers down my spine, causing a deep ache between my legs, feeding the fire that’s already burning inside me. It was set alight the moment I heard his voice.
“I’m scared,” I whisper, tears streaming down my face as his grip on me tightens.
“Don’t be,” he says fiercely. “I’ll protect you with everything I have.”
Before another word can escape his lips, he pulls me into a searing kiss—his lips hot and hard against mine, igniting every cell in my body as our tongues dance passionately together. I don’t even realize we’re moving until my back hits the wall, and he pins my hands above my head.
“I’ve been going out of my fucking mind without you.” He slides his thick thigh between my legs, pressing against my sex. “I’ve done nothing but think about you, about touching you, kissing you.” He sucks air through his teeth. “Fucking you. Tell me you haven’t been thinking of me, too. Thinking about how good my lips feel on yours, how my touch burns on your skin. How exquisite my cock feels inside you.” He palms my breast, and I inhale sharply as desire flares. “Tell me how much you missed me, and I will reward you.”
“Gabriel…” I whimper, overcome with a need that floods my system.
“Tell me, baby girl,” he says before kissing the hollow beneath my throat. “Tell me so I can fuck you right here, right now.” He pushes his thigh harder against my pussy, sending a shockwave of lust through my body. “Tell me, Kallie!”
“Yes! Okay? Yes.” My breathing is rapid, my blood fire. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep,” I admit. “I’m sick without you, and the thought of not being with you scares me so damn much, I can’t breathe.”
His intense gaze is etched on mine, his eyes swimming with liquid desire, swirls of promise and sin. He touches my chin tenderly. “That’s my good girl.”
