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Her eyes widen, and she shakes her head.

“Words, use your words,” I demand again, pulling the belt free.

“No, no, I haven’t.” She scans my body with her heated eyes.

“Well, you’re about to learn.” There’s a primal tone to my voice as I drop the belt to the floor and work on unbuttoning my suit pants.

“Get on your knees,” I demand, and like a natural submissive, she lowers herself to the ground, looking up at me through her thick lashes, and fuck, if it's not the hottest sight.

I give her a wolfish grin, pulling my pants and underwear off, my hard length springing free as she inhales sharply.

“You’re…” She swallows hard. “Pierced.”

“You can take it,” I tell her reassuringly.

Placing one hand on my thigh, she wraps her hand at the base of my cock, and I hiss at the contact. My cock, now leaking with precum, is just inches from her mouth.

“Move your hand up and down.” She strokes my hard length, rolling her thumb over the silver ring of my piercing on the head of my cock, and it pulls a deep moan from my chest. My body ignites when she repeats the movement a few more times, becoming more confident with every stroke.

I watch in fascination as she leans in and then moves back, hesitant, to take me in her mouth. She looks up at me and then back down at my throbbing dick. I gently grip her chin between my thumb and index finger and angle her head to look up at me. The sight of her on her knees, looking up at me through her lust filled haze, steals my breath for a second.

Sensing she needs some encouragement, I say, “Open up those pretty lips for me, baby girl, and take my cock in your mouth.”

She doesn’t move, and I close my eyes, frustrated and angry at myself that maybe I’ve pushed things too far too soon, but when I feel her hot tongue flick over the head of my cock and she moans in appreciation, all thoughts leave my brain.

She repeats the movements and then takes as much of me as she can into her mouth and my cock thickens under her touch.

“Fucckkk,” I hiss, leaning my forearm against the wall in front of me to steady myself. She starts slowly, and it’s the biggest mixture of pleasure and torture.

I watch as she picks up speed, sucking my cock, then flicking her tongue over the end and I see stars.

“Yes, good girl, just like that.” My hand comes to the back of her head. She gags, and I ease off a little. I gather her hair in my fist and pull her back. “Relax your throat, Mia cara. You can take all of me.”

She does as she’s told, and my cock slides in further when I feel her throat opening up and I nudge my hips forward slightly, encouraging her to continue.

“Now, suck.”

She swirls her tongue over my shaft and it's nearly my undoing when I glance down and she looks up, triumph flickering through her eyes as she hollows her cheeks and takes me all the fucking, way.

“Fuck, baby.” My breathing increases as the familiar tightening of my balls hits me, and I know I won’t be long. “I’m about to come, Gabriella. If you don’t want to swallow, stop now.” I say hurriedly.

I prepare for her to pull away, but she doesn’t stop. She quickens her pace, her hot tongue swirling around the head of my pulsing dick, catching my piercing, adding to my pleasure.

“Use your hand. Pump my cock.” I plant my hand against the wall. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to co…” She takes me by surprise by cupping my balls, massaging them with the palm of her hand and I fucking go off. A roar rips from my chest as I spill my hot cum into her mouth, coating her tongue as she continues to suck me through my release. My body heaves as I fight to steady my breathing. I slide out of her mouth and take a step back, my breathing uneven and heavy.

“Open your mouth. Show me your tongue.”

She parts her pink swollen lips and sticks out her tongue and there, coating it, is my cum, and my brain short circuits for a split second. The realization of what's just happened, what we just did, hits me and I know, I’ll never be able to look at her as just my friend ever again.

“Good girl, now, swallow.” She rolls her tongue back into her mouth and I watch her throat bob as she closes her eyes and swallows, then opens up her mouth, revealing her now clean tongue.

“Fuck,” I groan. I pull her up to standing, maneuvering her so her back hits the wall and I crash my mouth down on hers, not caring that I can taste myself on her lips.

I don’t know how I’m supposed to let her go when she decides she’s done with this, whatever the hell this even is. I knew Gabriella would be a weakness for me. She has a gravity that I’ve never been able to fight against, and I know I am a fool for agreeing to this arrangement because if she asked for the world, I’d find a way to give it to her, no matter what the consequences were. She calms the storm inside me, and I don’t know how I’m going to weather it alone again when I eventually lose her to someone else.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Gabriella