Page 21 of Gabe's Obsession
She groaned, unable to hold back her reactions. There were too many things happening at once for her to squash any of the zings of pleasure that continued to sizzle through her long after he moved on to another spot.
Everything felt so incredible she started plotting how to get out of her clothes without breaking contact. If his touch got her going this hot and this fast, her whole body might explode if they were skin to skin. Something that didn't sound all together horrible at the moment.
All too soon, and right after she began to squirm, Gabe broke their kiss and stared down at her. His finger stroked her bottom lip.
"I lied to you this morning," he said.
"How?" she said, the word barely a whisper with adrenalin coursing through her.
"I told you we could do this without sex. I lied. I can't touch you and not want more. That's clear now and you should know that going in. Hell, from one kiss I'm barely able to stop myself from ripping your clothes off so I can get all the way inside you. And even if I could keep my dick in my pants, I can't stop myself from thinking about what you taste like. And not just your mouth, baby. I want to taste all of you, especially your pussy when you come for me."
"Gabe," she gasped. She could hardly believe the words he'd just said, let alone grasp the way her body responded to them. Her skin was on fire now and she needed him to do something to relieve the burn.
"And that's exactly why I had to tell you the truth now. I can't watch you open like a flower for me and then do nothing about it. The more we progress, the more you'll need to come and I'm not about to leave you like that forever. Hell, you'll beg me to come and I sure as hell won't say no."
Her mind short-circuited. He had to stop talking about making her come or she was going to be in a puddle on the floor any minute. And she highly doubted what he'd just started would be relieved by her normal tools of the trade.
No, her hand and the occasional toy were certainly not going to cut it this time.
"I'm scared," she admitted, albeit reluctantly.
"I know you are and rightfully so. When I get in the zone, I can and will come on strong. Normally that response is tightly controlled, but when it comes to you I'm not one hundred percent sure how I will react." He leaned forward and touched his forehead to hers. "But I know I'd never hurt you. At least not in a way that you didn't find pleasurable."
As if to emphasize his point, he reached up and pinched both her nipples in a shockingly hard and steady grip.
She gasped, shocked at the pain, but even more so at how that sensation seemed to be connected in a direct path to her clit. When she bucked her hips and for a moment believed he was about to make her come that easy, he released her.
"No!" she whined.
A dark chuckle filled the room as he lifted his head away from her. "See what I mean? Another few seconds and you'd ask to come."
Nina closed her eyes and tried to find the words to deny it. Just because he was right didn't mean she wanted to admit it. At this point, Gabe's confidence knew no bounds. He certainly didn't need any encouragement from her.
A few minutes later, when she finally got some of the desire raging through her under a semblance of control, her brain kicked in. Along with a healthy dose of anxiety.
She lifted her lashes and stared into Gabe's eyes. It would be so easy to go along with him and get lost in everything he offered. She didn't doubt that for however long it lasted, it would be amazing. There wasn't anything he couldn't do.
But he'd asked for her complete honesty...
"There's something I should probably tell you." She hesitated and dropped her face into her hands. God this was going to be so embarrassing.
He grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her face. "Look at me," he said.
Slowly, she lifted her head and faced him again.
"Whatever it is, it's going to be fine. Nothing you tell me will ever leave this room unless you decide to divulge it. Seriously, Nina. I swear to you that your secrets will be my secrets for as long as we live. I will never betray you. And definitely no judgment. I have not lived a perfect life and I'd never expect someone else to. We've all had our fair share of mistakes."
Based on his words she could tell his mind had gone down the wrong path. Although she catalogued his comment about his own life for further examination. She'd love to get in on some of his secrets.
"It's not what you're thinking. I really can't remember anything that happened that last night with the reverend. I'm not lying about that."
He squeezed her arms a little tighter. "I didn't think you did. I only meant whatever you have to say is okay. It's important to me that you trust me and that means with anything. My word is my bond. I don't break it."
She shook her head. He still had no idea. Her only fear of telling him her secret meant that it would change what kind of relationship he wanted from her. A sexy, virile man like him with obviously intense needs wasn't the type of guy to be put off indefinitely.
Before she could spit it out, he leaned forward and captured her lips again. This time with the sweetest, softest kiss she could ever have imagined. Unlike the urgent, need fueled kiss from before, this time he moved slow, as if he not only had all the time in the world, but he wanted to use all of it solely for her.
A soft sigh formed in her throat. Her chest tightened as her mind began to melt under this new kind of onslaught.
