I didn’t need to ask what theitwas. We both knew.
He pulled back, and I nodded.
I reached up onto my tiptoes again. “You can have all of me. Every last bit.”
Gabe’s arm around my body tightened, and before I could register it, we were off the dance floor and pushing through the doors of the nightclub. His arm flew up into the air to hail a cab.
Not even five minutes after I finally made my admission, we were heading back to our hotel, Gabe’s lips covering mine.
* * *
We madeit from the cab to Gabe’s room in a blur. All I remembered was the rush of heat up my body and the sound of an elevator, followed by the softness of the bedsheets.
I laid there, splayed out as Gabe’s hands ran up my legs and underneath my dress, stripping me of my stockings and panties. A grin crested on my lips as I watched him toss both of my undergarments over his shoulder.
“Say it again,” he ordered. His fingers tightened around my thighs, and he yanked me closer to him at the edge of the bed. His positioning forced me to wrap my legs around his hips.
I forced out the breath I held. “All of me. I’m ready to give you all of me.”
I gasped when he jutted his hips against my sex, forcing me to feel the steel between his thighs. Even with his clothes still on, I could feel his girth.
I didn’t get to think about it for too long before Gabe moved over top of me. He brought my arms overhead, holding them by the wrists as he hovered above me.
“I should make you fucking beg for making me wait so long,” he gritted out through clenched teeth.
Smiling in the face of his apparent anger, I lifted my head and licked the corner of his mouth.
“The wait was worth it,” I whispered.
He made something between a groan and a growl before taking my lips in his. The kiss damn near burnt off the rest of my clothing. That’s what it felt like because before the kiss, my dress was still on, and after it, I found myself naked save for my bra. And Gabe was busy stripping me out of that as well.
A second later, my bra went flying over his shoulder, and his mouth covered my breast. Arching off the bed, I cupped the back of his head with my hand.
One of his hands went to my wrists, moving them over my head again, while his other hand moved in between my thighs. I felt a long, thick finger slide into my core. I was so wet that he easily slipped inside. My pussy walls clamped around his finger, but it wasn’t enough.
“Gabe, I need more,” I panted, feeling too hot and bothered to worry about pride or dignity. I’d already agreed to give him more than I ever thought I could. What the hell was begging after that?
“Say please.”
“You son of a bitch.”
He chuckled, and if he hadn’t been holding both of my hands against the bed, I would’ve slapped him.
“Say it.”
“Fuck you.”
“I’m gonna get to it, Cin, but you’ve gotta say please first.”
I softened, relaxing my body against the bed and spreading my legs wider. “Please, Wolf?” I begged in the most syrupy sweet tone I could muster.
That did the trick. Gabe’s cock jumped in his pants against the inside of my thigh. He moved even faster to remove his clothing than he had my own.
By the time he was fully undressed, moving over the top of me, with a condom in his hand, any glint of humor had vacated his eyes. He deftly tore open the condom wrapper between his teeth and sheathed himself.
“Ohh,” I groaned out when he pushed himself so deep inside of me I saw stars. It wasn’t a painful experience. More like an out-of-body one.
Gabe moved his hands beneath my knees, pushing my legs up high to my shoulders. I felt him slide even deeper inside of me. I wondered if it were possible for him to reach my stomach with his dick. That’s what it felt like he was doing.
