Page 32 of Michael's Awakening
“Is that so?” I unbuttoned his pants as he bit his lip and nodded, his eyes were hooded and filled with desire. Sliding his pants off, I kissed his hip and nipped at his thigh.
Gabriel moaned as he lay back on the bed. After removing his pants, I kissed back up his body and stopped at his stomach. His belly button ring was so fucking sexy, every piece of him was.
I noticed he didn’t try to touch me. He kept his hands at his sides and was clutching the blanket under him as he stared down at me. I stopped kissing his stomach and stood back up, causing him to frown.
“Did I do something wrong?” he asked.
“Of course not.” I grabbed the bottom of the crop-top he wore and slid it off of him, exposing the rest of his sexy, toned upper body. “I’m just getting you ready for bed, remember?” I said with a wink.
“I’d rather you get in the bedwithme. It would be much more fun.” Gabriel raised an eyebrow at me and sighed when I didn’t oblige.
“Now, Princess, stop throwing a temper tantrum.” I tried to hide how aroused I was. I wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed with him and devour that mouthwatering body of his, but I wanted the next time we had sex to be different.
He and I had just met and it was impractical to feel so strongly for him already, but when it came to matters of the heart, I heard that the unexpected and impossible was capable of happening.
He was my unforeseen chance for redemption.
I knew I was a damn fool for thinking he was meant for a beast like me, but a glimmer of hope had sparked inside me for the first time in my life when I found him, and I didn’t want it to diminish. A part of me held onto the impossible belief that Gabriel may still want me, even when he found out the truth of my past.
Lifting his body with one arm, I then shifted the blanket down with the other and set him down again on the mattress.
“Do I get a goodnight kiss too?” Gabriel smiled up at me, thoroughly amused by the situation.
I covered him up and leaned over him, my mouth softly brushing against his. “Only if Your Majesty desires it.”
Tilting his head up, he swirled his tongue lightly along my bottom lip. I parted my lips and welcomed his tongue inside, adding my own to the mix. His intoxicating scent consumed me as I kissed his perfect lips.Mine.
I pulled away and kissed his forehead before standing up.
“I’ll lock the door behind me. Get some sleep, Angel.” I gave him one last look before flipping off the light and exiting his apartment.
After making sure his door was secured, I walked down the stairs and found my car. I had a lot of thinking to do.
Gabriel needed to know the truth about me and what he was dealing with before he could make a decision of whether or not to give me a chance. He couldn’t make that decision without knowing all the facts first.
A brief moment of panic seized me as I thought of how I would tell him. And show him.
No one had ever seen my scars except for the psycho bitch who’d given them to me in the first place. The only person who knew about them was my psychologist, but that was only out of necessity.
What the fuck was I going to do?
