Page 10 of My Treasured Obsession

She grinned. “Damn, aren’t you a charmer?”

The tiny gem gleaming on her top left canine took me aback. I found it incredibly sexy. “I aim to please.”

Gabriela ran her thumb over my lips suggestively. I nearly moaned from the featherlight touch. “I can see that, pretty boy.”

We simply watched each other without exchanging any more words, dancing to the song and letting our eyes do the talking.

Her fragrance vined around my frame, intoxicating me with its addictive scent. Her blue eyes held me hostage, rendering me speechless. And her scarlet red lips hiked up in a kittenish smile, making me wonder what they would feel like against my mouth.

Gabriela enchanted me, just like the first time I’d laid eyes on her.

“Don’t look now,” she whispered, mouth hovering near mine. “But he’s watching.”

Slight disappointment caused my shoulders to droop. Of course this moment wasn’t about us. I’d temporarily forgotten that I gave her free rein to use me. But glee quickly squashed my disappointment when I remembered that I was about to kiss Gabriela.

After waiting a few seconds, I slid a glance to my right. Lo and behold, Tom lurked next to us. Despite dancing with another girl, his eyes were on Gabriela. He was frowning, probably miffed that she’d moved on to another man within days of him dumping her.

I hid my smirk against her jaw, gliding my lips along her skin. “He doesn’t look too happy.”

“No.” Her exhale was my inhale. “But he can go fuck himself.”

“You ready to put on a show for him?”

Her reply came in the form of a devious expression as she trailed her hands down my shirt, feeling my pectoral muscles before whirling around and surprising me by backing her perky ass against my lap.

I bit back a groan when she ground over my growing bulge while running her fingers through the strands of her hair sensually.

Gabriela knew she was hot and she wasn’t afraid to flaunt it.

The undulating hips and the wink she threw me over her shoulder spoke volumes.

Winding my arm around her waist possessively, I rocked in unison with her in the dirtiest kind of dancing. We were garnering the attention of everyone around us. Some of the men eyed Gabriela like they wanted a turn with her.

But if I had it my way, she was never escaping my clutches. At least not tonight.

I brought my mouth to her ear. “Do you like it?” I murmured. “The way they’re all watching you like you’re the most beautiful girl in the room?”

She rested her head against my chest and raised her arms, wrapping them around my neck while she continued moving her hips in a rhythm meant to destroy me. “I like it,” she murmured back as though it was a forbidden secret. “I like the attention. I’m…needy.”

I loved that she was divulging this piece of herself. Fuck, all I really wanted was to give her the attention she desired. Cater to every one of her needs like it was my life’s purpose.

“And what do you need right now?” I collared my hand around her neck. Her pulse thundered against my fingers, mirroring my own erratic one.

When I ground back against the split of her ass, Gabriela released this low sound that manacled around my cock and squeezed. Goddamn, I wanted to hear that noise again. Preferably when she was on top of me. Riding my cock like a hot little minx. And if I didn’t hear it again in this lifetime, I might lose my fucking mind.

“Gabby?” I gripped her throat more firmly, more deliberately. “What. Do. You. Need?”

“I—” Her eyes briefly closed before opening and meeting my own desire-filled ones with anticipation. “I need you to kiss me, Hunter.”

I need you to kiss me, Hunter.

Those seven words ignited a fire in my core. I didn’t even care about the people staring at us.

The only thing I cared about was that Gabrielaneededmy kiss.

Driven by impatience, she fisted the hair at my nape and tugged me down to her mouth, but I paused when millimetres separated our lips. From this proximity, I could count every individual lash and speck of grey in her blue eyes. We breathed each other in and it was perhaps the most intimate moment I experienced, even if we were standing in the middle of a crowded dance floor with loud music pumping through the veins of the room.

“Saypleaselike a good girl,” I rasped. “And I will.”