Page 120 of The Photograph

His gaze pans over me and I get a full body shiver. “You’re ready?”

I hurry back inside for my bag which Gabe takes from me while he grabs my hand to lead me to the car where Jason opens the door for us.

Once seated next to him, I turn to his profile while his eyes are fixed on the partition separating us from the driver. The sharp bump on his cheekbone, physical evidence of the tension he holds in his jaw makes him so… I shiver.

“Gabe…”

More tension, this time in his shoulders. “No, baby, don’t. I haven’t had you in fucking months. If I look at you, I’ll take you in the car.”

I slide my hand in his, and he holds mine tight before lifting it to his lips. I close my eyes and breathe deeply.God, why does he live so far?

I unbuckle my seatbelt and reach for him.

“Gabe.”

In one move, he sits me across his lap, facing him, and I gasp at how hard and hot he feels against me. When he wraps his hand around my nape to kiss me, I latch my open mouth onto his while my hands curl tight in his hair. Gabe clamps his hand on my buttocks to rock me against his erection. So hard. I roll my hips slowly, desperate for more friction while shivers litter my entire body.

He leans back. “Baby.”

I open my eyes and get a full body tremor at his expression.

“What do you want, baby?”

“You, Gabe, I want you.”

His slow, devouring kiss and my rocking bring me fast to the brink of orgasm, but I hold on, I want to do this with him.

I rest my forehead on his. “Gabe, I want… I want all of you. I don’t want to wait. I

don’t—”

Somehow, he gets harder as he nips my bottom lip. “No more waiting.”

After dismounting his lap, I nestle against him. By the time the car stops I’m shaking with anticipation.

He closes the front door behind us and I’m finally in his arms. I loop mine around his neck and my legs around his waist as he strides toward the bedroom.

“Am I staying the whole night?”

He stops and scowls at me.Wrong question, I guess.

“Yes.”

My heart pounding against my ribs, I whisper, “Will you stay with me for … until morning?”

Gabe’s eyes get soft. “For as long as you’ll have me.”

Once in his bedroom, he sets me on my feet by the bed where I pull his head down and kiss him, long and hungry, telling him without words how much I’ve missed him. He unzips my jumpsuit while I pull off my hairclip.

Then I step out of the soft pile at my ankles, unhook the lacy bra I donned just for him, and slip the matching panties down my legs.

“Come here, baby.”

My fingertips graze his, and he crushes me against him.

When his tongue makes love to mine, I open my mouth wider.I want more. I need more.I lean back to slide my hands under his t-shirt and yank it up. “Off.”

As the garment joins my clothes on the floor, I press myself against his warm skin. I lick, taste, and nip until it’s not enough. With shaking fingers, I grab the waistband of his jeans, but he catches my hands to kiss my palms.

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