Page 9 of His to Win

Determined to make her come before me, I reach between our bodies, find her clit and do everything I learned she likes. Gabriella bucks beneath me and I know she’s close. Her inner walls start tightening around my cock and I’m going to blow in about ten seconds like a fucking geyser.

“Oh, God!” she cries out, pussy spasming, and my eyes roll back in my head as my release hits me a second after hers.

“Christ,” I grind out, stiffening then emptying with a shudder. Breathing hard, I lower myself down, until our bodies are flush against each other, and press a soft, lingering kiss along the curve of her neck and shoulder. I think that’s one of the sexiest spots on a woman. Her pulse is going a mile a minute and I enjoy our connection a moment longer before pulling out.

Dropping to the side, I roll onto my back and try to process what just happened. For a dazed moment, I can’t quite catch my breath. I’ve had good sex before. Hell, great sex. But this transcended every other experience. For a long minute, I stare up at the ceiling, at a complete loss. I’ve never felt so wrecked yet so satisfied at the same time. Glancing over at Gabriella, I see her chest still rising and falling hard. I’m pretty sure whatever just happened between us blew her mind, too.

Sliding out of bed, I struggle to get my balance as I walk to the attached bathroom to toss the condom. When I reach down, something doesn’t seem quite right. I think the top might’ve torn and it slides off way easier than it should. Huh. I lift it up and quickly examine it. Yeah, the fucking ring at the top tore. That shouldn’t be an issue though. Right?

Eh, it’s fine, I assure myself and toss it in the garbage can. Nothing got out which means nothing got in. Besides, I’m only getting started with the lovely woman waiting in my bed. The last thing I want to do is panic her with a pregnancy scare. Not remotely possible, though, I tell myself. All my juice was still in the bag.

I walk back into the bedroom and slide back into bed. Before I can say a word, Gabriella pounces on me and I chuckle. Her arms wrap around my neck and she starts dropping kisses all over my face.

“Thank you,” she murmurs.

“For what?” I laugh.

“Taking the time to make sure I’m…well, you know. Taken care of, too.”

I pull back and frown. “Of course. What kind of assholes have you slept with?”

“Selfish ones, I guess.” Her cheeks turn crimson. “Actually, I’ve only slept with two men, not counting you, and they couldn’t find my G-spot if I gave them handwritten directions.”

“Are you saying you’ve never had an orgasm during sex? Even oral sex?” I can’t believe she hasn’t been with better partners.

Now her high cheekbones burn even redder. “I’ve, ah, never had anyone go down on me before tonight.”

I have to grit my teeth together to make sure my jaw doesn’t drop. “So, you’re saying I’m the first? No one else has put their mouth on you?”

She shakes her head and her long, dark hair tumbles around her shoulders. I can’t get over how beautiful she is…and shockingly innocent. “Just you.”

Her honesty and innocence strikes a primal chord deep within me and the urge to possess her overwhelms me on every level. Mine.

“And did you like it?” I ask, my voice a low, seductive rumble. She nods, almost shyly, and I smirk. “Good because I’m going to do it again.”

Grabbing her legs, I yank quick, dropping her on her back in a fast move and she squeals. I press a kiss on her lower stomach and flick my eyes up to see her watching me closely. “Keep watching, Bri. Watch how I’m going to lick and suck you into multiple orgasms.”

My mouth drops between her luscious thighs and I go to town. It doesn’t take long until she’s writhing and screaming my name. And I fucking love it.

In fact, I love everything about my night with Gabriella. I expected her to be much more experienced than she is. Maybe because she seems so damn competent when I see her in meetings. The way she sits up so straight and appears so regal and the intelligent things that come out of her mouth. But, I’m starting to realize she’s not quite as fearless as she projects. She placed a lot of trust in me tonight by sharing a little about her lack of experience and also when she asked for my advice about the company that she’s interested in acquiring.

Unfortunately, our time together goes far too fast. I’ve gone through two more condoms, both of them in fine condition unlike the questionable first one, and we finally fall asleep well after three in the morning. My body has never been so satiated and her soft breathing lulls me to sleep.

The next time I open my eyes, I find myself reaching for her soft curves, but I don’t feel anything. Just the cool sheets. Turning, I see her side of the bed is empty and I sit up, wondering whether she’s in the bathroom or gone. The idea that she left without saying goodbye bothers me. A lot.

I know we never promised each other anything and I expected this to be a one-night stand. Even so, I get out of bed and pad over to peek in the empty attached bathroom. Dammit. Raking a hand through my messy hair, I grab a pair of shorts, pull them on and jog down the steps. A quick sweeping glance of my place confirms the fact that Gabriella is gone.

I’m not sure what I expected, but I guess I was hoping to at least make her coffee and maybe kiss her goodbye. The fact that she snuck out while I was still sleeping doesn’t sit well with me. Normally, it would be a relief. The last I’d want is some clingy woman hanging around my place after we’ve concluded our business.

But Gabriella is anything but typical or normal. The night we had together…Holy shit, it was mind-blowing. Seriously, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. To say I’m disappointed she snuck out is an understatement. In fact, the more I think about it, the more annoyed I start getting.

I’m used to being the one who makes the decisions and calls the shots—in and out of the boardroom and the bedroom. But she took it upon herself to decide what was best. Yeah, okay, I get it and maybe I’m being a bit hypocritical. I guess if I’m being honest, my feelings are a little hurt. Because clearly I wasn’t worth more than a night of sex.

Fuck. I feel used.

Gritting my teeth, I stomp back upstairs and take a shower. I need to rinse off every last trace of Gabriella’s scent. As I’m lathering up, a thought hits me. A rather diabolical plan, actually, that will keep me in Gabriella’s life a little longer. Of course, it will also piss her off to no end, so it’s a daring risk on my part. But, if I know one thing, I live to take risks and there’s nothing I enjoy more than a good challenge.

And Gabriella Bianche is a challenge unlike any I’ve faced before.

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