playing this stupid one-upmanship game since the day we met. And it was fun for a while. But I want more from you now. I need more.”
“I’ve given you more than I’ve given anybody else. Why can’t that be enough?”
“Because it isn’t.”
His eyes held hers, and she realized that she was trapped, unable to look away. Unable to walk away. “I don’t have anything else to give,” she whispered.
“That’s bullshit. What you mean is there’s nothing else you will give.”
“Do you have to push?” She looked at him imploringly. “Can’t we just do this for a while?”
“What exactly do you want to do?” His eyes snapped fire at her as the tight leash he was keeping on his temper slipped.
“You know,” she shrugged, gesturing with her hands. “Do—”
“What?” Gabe demanded, before slamming out of the car.
“Do what?” he asked again as he came around to the passenger side and yanked her out of the car and into his arms.
“Do this?” He let her slide down his body, then turned her so that she was facing the car, her hands planted firmly on the hood. He pushed her pants and underwear down to her ankles with his right hand while he thrust the fingers of his left as far into her as he could go. As he found her G-spot and began to stroke he asked, in a voice made husky with desire, “Is this want you want to do for a while?”
She struggled against him, furious that he could make her want him with one stroke of a finger. But each movement she made brought him deeper, pressed him harder, made her wetter.
“Gabe, stop!” she demanded, her voice high and panicked as she moved restlessly against his hand. How could he turn her on so completely that she would fuck him right here, out in the open, while cold rain lashed at them from every direction? Where was her self-control? Where was her pride?
Leaning forward, he grazed her long, elegant neck with his lips while he used his free hand to fumble his belt and zipper out of the way. She felt his cock against her bare ass and couldn’t prevent her whimper any more than she could prevent the blind instinct that had her pressing back against him. Searching for completion and to hell with pride and everything else that was keeping them apart. She loved him and if this was all they could ever have, then so be it. Annalise cried out as he bent her over the hood of the car and surged inside of her with one powerful thrust of his hips.
She moaned deep in her throat and spread her legs, desperate to have him as deep inside of her as he could go. It had been a long few days without him, without anyone, and the relief of having Gabe inside her was totally overwhelming. She tried to speak, but couldn’t form words around the high, hungry sounds clawing their way out of her throat with each surge of his cock inside of her.
Reaching behind her, she raked her nails down his bare ass as she tried to pull him even closer. “Harder,” she finally managed to gasp. “Please. Harder.”
He heard her strangled gasps and responded with even more pressure, even harder thrusts until she feared he would rip her apart. But he felt so good and she’d missed him so much. She needed everything he could give her and more.
His left hand moved between her legs while his right one remained on the small of her back, keeping her bent forward for the best access. He spread her open, stroked the spot where they were joined as she pressed against him, desperate for release.
“Come on, Lissy. Come for me. Let me feel you, baby.” He reached for her clit, stroked his thumb over it once, twice, a third time. She shattered, screaming his name as he rode her through her orgasm. Wave after wave of sensation crashed through her, weakening her knees and sending slivers of electricity to every part of her body.
Her muscles clenched rhythmically, milking him with every contraction of her strong body. She
“I’ve given you more than I’ve given anybody else. Why can’t that be enough?”
“Because it isn’t.”
His eyes held hers, and she realized that she was trapped, unable to look away. Unable to walk away. “I don’t have anything else to give,” she whispered.
“That’s bullshit. What you mean is there’s nothing else you will give.”
“Do you have to push?” She looked at him imploringly. “Can’t we just do this for a while?”
“What exactly do you want to do?” His eyes snapped fire at her as the tight leash he was keeping on his temper slipped.
“You know,” she shrugged, gesturing with her hands. “Do—”
“What?” Gabe demanded, before slamming out of the car.
“Do what?” he asked again as he came around to the passenger side and yanked her out of the car and into his arms.
“Do this?” He let her slide down his body, then turned her so that she was facing the car, her hands planted firmly on the hood. He pushed her pants and underwear down to her ankles with his right hand while he thrust the fingers of his left as far into her as he could go. As he found her G-spot and began to stroke he asked, in a voice made husky with desire, “Is this want you want to do for a while?”
She struggled against him, furious that he could make her want him with one stroke of a finger. But each movement she made brought him deeper, pressed him harder, made her wetter.
“Gabe, stop!” she demanded, her voice high and panicked as she moved restlessly against his hand. How could he turn her on so completely that she would fuck him right here, out in the open, while cold rain lashed at them from every direction? Where was her self-control? Where was her pride?
Leaning forward, he grazed her long, elegant neck with his lips while he used his free hand to fumble his belt and zipper out of the way. She felt his cock against her bare ass and couldn’t prevent her whimper any more than she could prevent the blind instinct that had her pressing back against him. Searching for completion and to hell with pride and everything else that was keeping them apart. She loved him and if this was all they could ever have, then so be it. Annalise cried out as he bent her over the hood of the car and surged inside of her with one powerful thrust of his hips.
She moaned deep in her throat and spread her legs, desperate to have him as deep inside of her as he could go. It had been a long few days without him, without anyone, and the relief of having Gabe inside her was totally overwhelming. She tried to speak, but couldn’t form words around the high, hungry sounds clawing their way out of her throat with each surge of his cock inside of her.
Reaching behind her, she raked her nails down his bare ass as she tried to pull him even closer. “Harder,” she finally managed to gasp. “Please. Harder.”
He heard her strangled gasps and responded with even more pressure, even harder thrusts until she feared he would rip her apart. But he felt so good and she’d missed him so much. She needed everything he could give her and more.
His left hand moved between her legs while his right one remained on the small of her back, keeping her bent forward for the best access. He spread her open, stroked the spot where they were joined as she pressed against him, desperate for release.
“Come on, Lissy. Come for me. Let me feel you, baby.” He reached for her clit, stroked his thumb over it once, twice, a third time. She shattered, screaming his name as he rode her through her orgasm. Wave after wave of sensation crashed through her, weakening her knees and sending slivers of electricity to every part of her body.
Her muscles clenched rhythmically, milking him with every contraction of her strong body. She
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