“Suffering sounds more ideal,” I say while he shivers under my touch. I’d been trying so hard to convince myself that I neverneeded this again, but now that I have it, I can’t get enough of it. I kiss Gabriel’s chest and when he reaches for me, I gather his hand and kiss the tips of his fingers again.
“You’re going to have to contend with what’s going on down there,” he comments as he points.
“Down there will just have to suffer, I suppose,” I say, and his hand tightens in my hair.
“Then stop kissing everywhere and touching me all over!”
“You told me to be greedy.”
“I told you not to be foolish, and instead, you’re making me hard.”
I grab the band of his pants and pull it down just a little as I peek inside.
“That does seem to be a problem.”
“A problem you’re going to fix,” he says, pressing my head toward it. It makes me grin.
“I like it when you’re greedy. I like it when you boss me around.”
“Yeah? Then suck my cock andmaybe,justmaybe,I’llconsiderforgiving you.”
My lips travel over his navel before I lean back and tug his pants and underwear off. Then I carefully push one leg up and kiss his inner thigh. “But you’re hurt.”
His hand tugs my hair, and I grin before I bite down on his leg gently.
“No biting.”
“What about nipping?” I ask as I suck the spot.
“I’ll consider it.”
“I will buy you every house you ever look at,” I promise him while I reach over and grab some lube out of the drawer next to the bed.
Gabriel snorts. “I think you’ll run out of money quickly if you buy me every house.”
“I will buy you all of the cats and let them sleep on my bed and shed all over my clothes and rip up my furniture.”
“Lucille Pawl said she was sorry for snagging the couch. And no, I think two is good.”
“I’ll get you anything and everything you ever want for the rest of your life. Do you want to move into the mansion I got from my parents? We can move.”
He pulls me up so we’re face-to-face again. “I just want you. Not your money. Not your house. Not more cats. You.”
“That’s not enough.”
“You’re more than enough in my eyes. I wasn’t crying over the loss of money when you left me, I was crying over the loss of you. Now, did I tell you to ramble on about all the shit you can buy me or did I tell your repenting ass to suck my cock?”
I try to bite back a laugh and have to tuck my head to accomplish it. “I think it was the second one.”
“Yeah? Then what are you still doing up here?”
“I’ve forgiven you,” I assure him.
Gabriel gives me a look. “Forgivenme? What the fuck did I do?”
“Moved on without me. I saw the way you hung off Matthew and Jesse.”
I get my forehead flicked for that one.
