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Chapter Thirty-Two

Storm

The hotel is big, with two sets of elevators that take you to two different sections. They aren’t connected since they’re two separate towers, so you have to take the right elevator to get to your room. We split with the group in the lobby, since our room is in the north tower while everyone else’s is in the other. It’s late, the lobby quiet outside of the ruckus we caused coming in. The hotel staff smile at us, not seeming to care. I’m sure they’re used to it.

The moment the elevator doors close and I push the button for our floor, Gabe has me pressed against the wall, his mouth on my neck. Fuck , this is unexpected, but it makes my dick happy. Still, I’m not okay taking advantage of him while he’s drunk.

I can tell you the exact number of times before today that I worried about someone’s state of mind before taking them to bed. It’s zero. Yeah, that sounds kind of shitty, but it’s true. I always took people’s actions for what they were. That is, before meeting Gabriel. All I think about is his well being and how he’ll handle it afterward.

His mouth moves up to my jaw then finds my lips and I give into the kiss he so desperately wants. It’s just a kiss. Simple. Only, it feels like so much more with him.

His hands are on my stomach, sliding up my chest and back down, exploring my body in a way that has me so goddamn hot because he’s never been so ballsy before.

The car stops, the doors open, and we don’t step out. I tangle my hands in his hair, deepening the kiss and flipping us so he’s against the wall and I’m taking control. I grind against him, feeling him harden. He groans, grinding his hips against me in return. He wants me to get him off; it’s my job now. He always comes to me for it, needing me. Doing it himself is not an option, and as much as I would love to know why, I just don’t care.

The doors slide closed, and the car stays put as Gabe and I make out like teenagers. His hands tighten around my waist and he pushes me, turning us so my back is slammed against the wall and I can’t help but laugh.

“Who are you?” I rasp out, gaze upwards as Gabe tugs on the collar of my shirt to suck on that sweet spot where my neck meets my shoulder. I don’t get a response from him, he just keeps kissing and groaning and thrusting against me. I know his body well enough that I think he may come just like this. I wouldn’t be surprised and I wouldn’t hate it. He’s so fucking needy and doesn’t know how to handle his horniness. It’s hot as hell.

The elevator moves again, going up, but I ignore it until it dings and the doors slide open. I open my eyes and see someone standing on the other side, so I move Gabe off me.

“Sorry,” I mutter to the woman walking onto the elevator. She has a small fluffy dog on a leash that follows her and she gives me a small smile, while Gabe is scowling at me like I just pissed in his cereal.

He’s panting, lips swollen and red, completely oblivious to the fact someone else is in the elevator with us. I like him like this. Unhinged and uncaring. Though, I do enjoy his sweet and innocent side who needs me to walk him through jerking his dick.

When we reach the lobby, the woman gets off with the dog.

“Have a good night,” I say as I press the button to go back to our floor.

“I want you to fuck me,” Gabriel says, eyes heated.

“I already told you I’m not doing that while you’re like this.”

“I’m fine,” he demands, cheeks flushed and eyes a little crazy.

“Mhm,” I mutter. “So fine that you didn’t have a single care that you were putting on a show for a poor old woman just trying to take her dog out to pee?”

Gabe smiles, shrugging. “Maybe she subscribes to your page.”

I bark out a laugh.

“I’m fine putting on a show for people who pay for it, but they have to pay for it.”

“I don’t pay for it,” he says, stepping closer to me.

“You’re different.” My voice comes out raspier than I thought it would.

“So fuck me then.”

I hold his gaze before shaking my head. I lean in to kiss him.

“I will. But not tonight.”

He blinks a few times before sighing. “Fine. But at least make me come before we go to bed,” he pleads.

“I love when you talk like that,” I growl, gripping his hair and going in for another kiss. Long strokes of his hot tongue like he’s trying to devour me and can’t get enough have me weak.

The doors open on our floor and we stumble out, tripping, but I catch us on the wall, him caged in with my forearm braced against it. My other hand is still tangled in his hair.

Gabe reaches for my pants, undoing the button, and I laugh against his lips. I really fucking love him like this.

“We aren’t even in the room yet.”

He looks around, confused. I quickly kiss his lips, take his hand, and pull him after me. It takes way too long to get into the room because Gabe won’t stop kissing and clawing at me. I drop the key card five times and when the light is green to open the door, I can’t get to it in time because Gabe is in the way. I have to try again. Two more swipes and finally it’s green again, so I turn the handle and shove forward. Once we’re in the room, there’s no more holding back on my end.

Buttons fly everywhere as I tear open his vest and then shirt to get to his chest. Sucks because he looked really fucking good in that, but I’ll get him another. I bite down on his nipple, causing him to hiss and his body to jolt, but his hand is on my head pushing me closer as if he wants me to do it again. So I do. The groan that comes out of him has me leaking.

“More,” he grunts out. “Give me more.”

I lick along his chest and nibble on his other nipple, sucking it and causing him to hiss again. His hands grasp at my pants, wanting to get them undone, and this time I let him since we’re in our room and there’s no chance of getting banned from the hotel.

I walk him backward until he’s against the wall and kick my shoes off to get my pants down. I pause just a second to take my shirt off and he’s getting out of his pants when I look at him again. I kiss his neck and nip at his jaw while he struggles with his pants, laughing softly at his eagerness.

“Want your dick in my mouth,” he rasps out.

“I have a better idea,” I mumble against his neck. I grip his chin and kiss him deeply before pulling away and spitting into my hand. I take both our cocks and jerk us off.

“Oh hell,” he breathes out, staring down at our dicks pressed together in a hazy wonder.

“Thought you’d like this,” I say.

“I do. I really do.”

His head thumps against the wall as he rests it back, eyes squeezing shut and panting.

“How can this feel so good?” His words are so quiet. They weren’t meant for me, but I’m glad I heard them. He’s stunned at how amazing sex is, and it’s oddly endearing. And of course, really fucking hot. I step a little closer, still jerking us together and press my thumb to his lips, opening his mouth so I can go in for another kiss. Gabe grips my arms, nails digging in and breathing heavily, hips thrusting.

“You’re close,” I say to him.

“Yes,” he pants out.

“Good.” I kiss his lips, then the side of his mouth, then press my cheek to his to whisper in his ear. “Because I’m going to use your cum to jerk off when you’re done.”

A strangled sound erupts from his throat, and I’ll take that as a win. I jerk us faster, getting closer too. Gabe’s fingers tighten on my arms, and I think he may have punctured my skin. Not mad about having a nice little reminder of tonight.

“Keep going,” Gabe whines. “Please, don’t stop.”

“Not going to stop, baby. I want your cum all over me.”

“Yes…” he hisses.

He buries his face in my neck, nails digging in even harder as he lets out a choked grunt before erupting all over my dick. I slow my strokes, working out all of his cum that lands on my stomach and the base of my dick. Some drips down too, but I catch everything I can.

“Oh my god,” he breathes out, resting back against the wall, panting.

I lather his release all over my dick and keep jerking myself.

“Watch me,” I tell him.

His eyes pop open, pupils blown wide and lips parted as he stares into my eyes before dipping down and watching my hand work my cock. He’s still hard, fat dick protruding out from his lean body, jutting right toward me as if wanting more.

Gabe begins to slide down the wall, and I know what he’s doing without saying.

“No,” I say with a shake of my head. Confusion crosses his face. “I want my cum on you, want to mark my fucking territory.”

Those beautiful eyes widen in shock, his tongue coming out to wet his lips and he straightens back up to his full height.

His submission and the way he listens to everything I say has the orgasm hitting me out of nowhere. I grip onto his shoulder to hold myself steady as I release all over him, aiming for his cock but getting it absolutely everywhere. It’s easily one of the biggest loads I’ve ever had.

I kiss him as I squeeze the last bits of cum from my dick, then rest my forehead against his to look down at the beautiful mess we’ve made. I can’t help but laugh.

“Why are you laughing?” he asks, a smile in his voice.

“Never thought I’d see you all dirty without getting upset about it.”

I bring my gaze up to meet his.

He frowns. “Well, now that you brought it up…”

I chuckle before kissing him again. I love his soft lips.

“Let’s shower and get to bed,” I tell him.

“Good idea.”

We shower together, each taking our time to wash up. Then we head to bed together like it’s the most normal thing ever. Strangest part is… it feels like it.