What a glorious backside he had.
I’d noticed it before, but touching it was so much better than just looking.
As I gave it a firm squeeze and pulled Gabriel inwards so I could feel more of his dick pressing against me, he moaned into my mouth.
‘Mon Dieu,’ Gabriel said, then pulled away slowly.
I wanted to scream,no, no, no! What the hell are you doing?
‘I did not want to stop but it is better that we do not get arrested,’ he whispered.
‘Probably,’ I said as I slowly opened my eyes and reluctantly started thinking more sensibly.
‘So, did you enjoy?’
‘Definitely,’ I said, my body still pulsing with need.
‘Bien. Now that we have completed our task for today, would you like to continue this somewhere more private?’
Thinking one kiss would be enough was delusional.
If I really wanted to get this attraction out of my system, I needed to goallthe way.
I knew I’d regret this later, but like Gabriel said, if you’re going to do something, it’s best to do it properly, right?
‘Let’s go,’ I said taking his hand and pulling him towards the lift quickly before I changed my mind.
26
LAILA
Gabriel and I slid onto the back seat of our chauffeur-driven car and lasted less than five seconds before our mouths slammed together.
The privacy screen was already up and the windows were tinted so there was no danger of anyone seeing us.
And even if there was, right now, I didn’t care.
The only thing that existed was Gabriel and his insanely talented lips.
What felt like minutes later, Daphné announced on the intercom that we’d arrived at the hotel.
Reluctantly we dragged ourselves apart then sprinted into reception before darting into the lift. Gabriel didn’t even wait for the door to close before he cupped my face and kissed me.
As he claimed me with his mouth, I bucked against him. This felt so good, I wasn’t sure how long I’d be able to stand upright.
My entire body tingled with desire and need.
With every millisecond that passed, the kiss became deeper, hungrier and desperate.
The lift was taking too long. It felt like we were trying to get to the thousandth floor instead of just the fifth.
I wanted Gabriel so much that I was convinced that if he didn’t bury himself inside me within the next sixty seconds, I’d self-destruct.
Finally, the lift doors sprang open and we stumbled into the hallway, our lips still glued together.
I clumsily unzipped my bag, then rooted around for the keycard, cursing that I hadn’t put it somewhere easier to reach. Every moment that I had to use my hand to look for it meant time away from touching his hard body.
Just as we reached my room, I found the keycard, hastily tapped it on the reader then we pushed our bodies against the door to open it, before almost falling over the threshold.
