“If anything, you’re the one that can’t take it,” I say through narrowed eyes.
Without giving him a warning, I slide forward, using the handlebars to support myself, and slam back against him as far as I can go—over and over. He lets out a low growl as he grips my hips for support.
“Just like that, baby,” he says through clenched teeth as he watches. “So fucking good.”
My pussy clenches at his words and his eyes shoot up to mine. “Fuck baby, you like when I praise you, don’t you?”
“I like it more when you fuck me,” I say, practically begging.
He chuckles and just as I slam back into him, he thrusts forward, making me scream out in pleasure. He matches me thrust for thrust and I struggle to keep my eyes open, the feeling so overwhelmingly good.
“Look how good you take me,” he growls, reaching over my shoulder to grab my chin and force me to watch in the mirror. “Such a pretty girl.”
I feel like I’m going to explode, from pleasure and from happiness. Gabriel is everything I’ve ever wanted, and I finally have him all to myself.
“I-” I gasp as he increases his pace. “I can’t take it much longer.”
He lets go of my chin and grabs onto the support bars in front of me, his chest pressing into my back as he thrusts even deeper.
“I know you can take more,” he says in my ear, his voice low. “This is what you wanted, right?”
My eyes roll back because just when I think he can’t go any deeper, he does. Sex with Gabriel is so intoxicating, no amount of it will ever be enough for me.
“You’re doing so good,” he says, nipping at my earlobe.
“I’m going to fucking explode,” I gasp, feeling my inner walls flutter.
“Hold it in for me, baby,” he groans, dropping his forehead to my shoulder. “I don’t want this to end.”
As hard as I try not to, I explode around him on a scream, and if it wasn’t for his arms wrapping around me to keep me upright, I’d be sprawled out on the ground by now.
“Breathe,” he says, still thrusting around my monumental orgasm. “I’ve got you.”
I’m positive if he doesn’t stop grinding into me, I might pass out, and the last thing I want is someone from this hotel coming to check on the stopped elevator and finding me naked in his arms.
I pull away from his grip, and drop to my knees in front of him.
“It's your turn.”
THIRTY-THREE
GABRIEL | VARAZZE
Zalea reachesup and gently grabs hold of my cock. I’m already so close to coming, she won’t have to do much before I explode in her mouth. She holds my gaze as she slides me into her mouth, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve seen in my life.
“Do you taste yourself on me?” I ask, brushing my thumb over her cheek before I gently grab a fistful of her beautiful red hair.
She nods, then swirls her tongue over the head of my cock, using her hands to work my shaft at the same time. I lean my head against the elevator wall and close my eyes, savouring how fucking amazing Zalea’s mouth feels around me.
I’m seconds from releasing into her when she stops and releases me from her mouth with a pop. “I don’t remember telling you that you could look away, Gabriel.”
This girl is going to be the death of me.
I drop my head and hold her gaze, a bead of cum forming on the tip of my cock.
“I’m about five seconds away from blowing up all over that pretty face, Red,” I grunt. “So unless you want me leading you through the hallways of this hotel with my cum sprayed all over your face, now isn’t the time to play the power game.”
She giggles as her lips wrap around me again and she takes me as far back as she can manage, gagging over and over until I spill into her mouth on a groan. She looks up at me, eyes watery, and swallows everything.
