Page 49 of Desired By you (Always & Forever #3)
Chapter Forty
Brad
“You’re right.” I back up, letting her in. “I don’t want him.”
I clear my throat, my heart hammering wildly. I go to speak, but she continues.
“When I’m with him, all I think of is you. Is that what you want to hear?” She jabs her index finger into my chest angrily. “My biggest mistake was picking him. Is that what you want to hear, Brad?” She’s yelling now, and I’ve never seen her this angry.
“But you pushed me away. You told me to be with him.” My nostrils flare. She’s right, and it’s a decision I have regretted every day.
“I know,” I whisper.
Her eyes swirl with a mixture of hate and desire, and I want to take her in my arms and never let go. She might be someone else’s, but right now, I don’t care.
“What do you want, Gabriella?”
Indecision flickers across her face.
“What do you want, Gabriella?” I repeat, closing what little space there was between us.
“You,” she says breathlessly, and that one word is all it takes for our restraint to snap. I’m on her. I lift her, and her legs wrap around my waist and our mouths crash together in a bruising kiss.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” I moan against her lips.
“Me too,” she gasps between kisses. “I want you to be rough with me.”
“Oh, I plan to be. My bedroom. Now.” I put her down, and take her by the hand, dragging her towards my bedroom, the blood pumping around my body at an alarming rate in anticipation of what I plan to do to her.
“Strip, leave the heels on,” I command, and she does. I watch in fascination as she tugs at the side zipper on her dress and lets it fall to the ground and it's then I realize she has no bra on. Her heated gaze meets mine, and I point to her panties.
“Lose the lace.” She pulls them down and steps out, standing there like a goddess, naked in her heels that drive me wild.
I slowly unbutton my shirt as I circle her, watching as her chest rises and falls in anticipation of my next move.
I toss the shirt, foregoing my usual routine.
No, tonight all the rules have gone out the window.
I come up behind her and press my mouth to her shoulder, smoothing my hand down her stomach till it reaches her clit and I circle it with the pads of my fingers.
Her head falls back against my chest, and just when I feel her breathing rate pick up, I stop.
“Hands on the edge on the bed and bend over. I’m going to drive you wild, baby girl.” I nip her ear, and she whimpers. She does as I ask her, ass in the air, round and perky and I grind my teeth, fighting the urge to take her now, the way I want her. But no, I want to have some fun first.
I stand behind her, stroking the palm of my hand over her ass cheek before I give her a light slap on her ass. She jolts forward, letting out a moan of pleasure.
“Is that too much?”
“No, it’s not enough.”
“Does my naughty girl like it when I spank her?”
‘Yes.”
“If I touch your pussy, will I find it dripping for me?”
She doesn’t say anything. I stroke my fingers over her ass crack and she whimpers. I continue until my fingers find her soaked pussy and I push two fingers inside her.
“Oh god,” she cries out again as I tease her, pumping slowly.”
“So, fucking wet.”
I get on my knees, my eyes now level with her entrance. I watch as my fingers push in and out, her arousal coating my fingers. I quicken the pace, the sound of her arousal echoing around my bedroom. I spank her lightly and her walls clamp around my fingers.
I let out a low chuckle. ‘Dirty girl, you like it when my fingers pump your tight cunt and I spank you? Is that it? Is that what you like?” Her legs begin to tremble, and she buries her face into the comforter.
“Please,” she begs.
“Please, what? Stop?”
“No, no,” she says desperately.
“Please, more?” I say, teasing her, pushing my fingers all the way in, curling and hitting that sweet spot.
“Yes, more, please, more,” she begs, fisting the sheets. Her ass backs up, grinding down on the palm of my hand, and the sight makes me feral.
“I love it when you beg,” I growl.
I pull my fingers out, cup the globes of her ass cheeks and bury my face into her soaked pussy and she lets out a strangled moan that has my dick throbbing, desperate to be inside her. I push my tongue inside and reach my hand in between her legs and rub her clit.
“Yes, yes.”
I smile against her pussy, knowing I’ve got her right where I want her.
Her legs quiver, and I tap her ass once again before I rise to my feet pulling her up. Her body falls into my chest, and I wrap my hand around her slender neck, running my tongue up the sleek arch of her neck.
“I want you on your knees, baby girl. You’re going to suck my cock, and then I’m going to fuck you until you forget his name.”
I undo my belt as she sinks to her knees. I back up, removing my suit pants and then take a seat on the chair opposite her.
“Crawl to me.”
I wait for her to tense up, falter, retreat to shy and nervous Gabriella, but to my surprise, she doesn’t.
She outstretches her toned arms, her back arched as she moves like a feline, as if she were moving to a sultry beat, and watching her takes me back to watching her perform for me at the club.
My body heats, coiling so tight I grip the arms of the chair to stop myself from reaching out and rushing this.
When she reaches me and glides her smooth hands up my thighs and pushes them apart, I’m fucking gone.
“Is this what you want, Brad? Me, at your mercy?” I could come right now just from the sound of her voice.
“Fuck,” I groan out.
I don’t know where this version of Gabriella has come from. Maybe it’s been there all along, buried and weighted beneath her need to please others.
She reaches for the hem of my briefs and pulls them down and my erect dick springs free.
She wastes no time taking my cock into her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue as she cups my balls and I nearly go off. My nostrils flare, a deep rumble comes from my chest, and I fist her hair, holding her firmly as her head bobs up and down.
“Fuck, you look so beautiful on your knees, taking my cock. She flicks her tongue over my piercing, making us both moan.
My balls tighten and I pull her back. She looks up at me with watery eyes, a flash of disappointment in them.
“Oh, we aren’t done, Gabriella.”
I lead her to the edge of the bed and sink to my knees in front of her, pushing her thighs apart. Her glistening pussy comes in to view and I run my tongue along my bottom lip.
“Watch my fingers.” My tone is stern. We both gasp when my tattooed fingers disappear inside her and I pump slowly, hitting that sweet spot every time. “Look how wet you are for me.”
She whimpers and it’s almost a pained cry as she fists the sheets beneath her.
“Leg up,” I demand, tapping her right leg and she hooks it over my shoulder, still wearing her heels that drive me wild and widens her hips, giving me a better angle. I help her with my free hand, pinning her thigh to the mattress. She’s so flexible it’s easy to maneuver just the way I need her.
“Oh, my god, it’s too much. I can’t.” She whimpers.
“Do you want me to stop, baby girl?” I tease.
She shakes her head, and I know she’s so close to coming.
Her head falls back, her pussy juices now running down my wrist and into the palm of my hand.
Her walls tighten and when she’s once again on the edge I pull out, slapping her pussy and she gasps, which is followed by growls of frustration.
“Are you fucking kidding me, Brad? I was just about to come.” I’ve never heard her speak that way and it turns me on more. I grin, gripping her chin with my hand that’s covered in her arousal.
“You’ll come when I fucking say you can. I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine, baby girl”
She looks at me, confusion fills her eyes.
“I’m driving you wild, the way you’ve driven me since the day you walked into my life. Now on the bed on your knees.”
She freezes for just a second and then she does it. I settle on the bed behind her. I wrap her ponytail around my hand and line up the head of my cock that’s leaking with pre cum with her entrance. I push inside, sinking my cock into her hot, wet cunt, and it feels like heaven.
She circles her hips and it steals my breath away when she says, “Fuck me like you want me.”