“Perfect,” Gabe whispered.
I spread my legs, trying to get him to go even lower. When Gabe flicked his nail over the sensitive head of my cock, slick gushed out of me. I gasped. My hole was wet, begging to be filled.
My legs fell as Gabe moved lower, and he looked up and held my gaze. “I’ve dreamed of this.” His voice was ragged. His eyes closed, and his nostrils flared as he took in a big breath. A small smile curved his lips. “It's better than my dream.” His eyes opened, and it was as if my heart was trying to break a rib with how hard it was pounding.
He spread my cheeks. “Gabe,” I whimpered. “Please, I need you.”
Gabe shuddered at my words.
He came back up, and his hot breath ghosted over my neck before his blunt teeth bit down. “You don’t know what you do to me.”
I felt tingles through my body, and all I could do was moan.
When Gabe’s fingers teased my entrance, I thrust my hips, hoping to get him moving.
He teased my hole before pushing one inside. I gasped. “More, please.”
“So hot and slick for me,” Gabe said before crushing his lips to mine. I opened for him and moaned when he added a second finger.
I pushed up, but Gabe pulled out, and I dug my fingers into his back. Before I could beg again, three fingers were pushed into me, and all I could do was cry out. “Gabe. I’m ready, please. Please.”
Gabe moved, and I heard a zipper. “Tell me you’re sure?” The words sounded like they were dragged out of him.
“Please, Gabe.”
He nipped at my neck again and nibbled. God, it was too good.
Gabe’s dick pressed against my hole and slowly began to push inside. I wrapped my hands around his bicep. “Gabe,” I groaned. God, the stretch was more than I’d ever felt in my life. But I wanted more—I wanted to be filled completely with this man that confused and intrigued me so completely.
“You’re so beautiful,” Gabe whispered. “Perfect for me.”
I didn’t know what we were or what this would turn out to be, but the words stirred something inside of me as Gabe pushed forward until he was fully inside me.
Our gazes met and held, and my breath hitched. I’d never been this connected to a lover before. And none of the other two people I’d been with had made me feel like their whole attention was on me. Gabe moved, and it stole my breath. My brain went blank. “So good,” I cried.
Gabe grunted, “Mine.”
I trembled at hearing the possession in his voice.
Gabe bit my neck, and I moaned. It felt so good. I never knew how sensitive my neck was.
I held on tight to Gabe when he lifted me off the counter and turned so my back was against the wall. He gripped my hips and began thrusting hard and fast.
Gabe hit my gland on every thrust, and I could barely catch my breath. Shock waves of pleasure were dragging me closer and closer to the edge of climax. All I could do was hold on to him as he gave my body unimaginable amounts of pleasure.
I squeezed down as he thrust, and Gabe groaned and bit down on my shoulder.
I knew I would wear his marks tomorrow, and it made me even hotter.
“Feels so good, Gabe. Harder, please.” I wanted to feel him long after we were done.
“You’re mine,” Gabe growled. “Mine.”
“Yours.” I knew it was said in the heat of the moment, but I wanted it to be true.
I sighed when Gabe tightened his grip on my hips, his hot tongue licking and then nipping my neck.
“Gods, you’re perfect for me, Kian,” Gabe sighed.
