wrapping around me. Rays of sunlight streamed through the clouds, lighting up the glistening drops of dew on the leaves that had yet to burn off. I took a deep breath, hoping this sense of peace would stay for a while before the chaos that I was sure was coming my way arrived. At least long enough to let me enjoy Gabby’s delicious beauty one more time.
I pulled open the front door of the cabin, and headed straight back to bed and back to Gabby.
I knew they were coming for me. I knew it wouldn’t be pretty. Hell, I might die by the end of the day, but I was determined to die a happy man.
And happiness was waiting for me, right between my sheets.
13
Gabby
L icking and panting . Wet clumps of fur brushed against my face and my eyes shot open as a little yelp escaped from my throat.
“Bear! Dammit!” I heard Dante’s booming voice coming before he appeared in the doorway. I gasped at the sight of him in the daylight. He was wearing nothing but jeans, with one button left open at the top, that thin treasure trail leading right into them, leading right into the amusement ride I’d so happily ridden all night long. Damn , I thought, drinking in the sight of his tan skin, his broad, tattoo slathered shoulders, his rippling muscles that felt so good beneath my fingers. “Sorry about that,” he murmured, attempting to pull Bear off the bed. Instead, the dog plopped down on Dante’s side of the bed, and curled up next to my hip.
“This guy,” Dante growled, shaking his head. “I was trying to let you sleep…” He flashed me the most adorable half-grin and my insides melted as the events of the previous night came rushing back to me.
The bar. The bikers. The fight.
Him.
What was I supposed to do now? I wondered, as I smiled up at him. Sure, he was fucking gorgeous. Beyond sexy. Beyond fuck-able - obviously. I can’t even remember how many times he made me shiver in pleasure last night. It’s a good thing we were out in the middle of nowhere, because if there’d been any neighbors, they’d surely have called the cops with all the screaming I was doing. To say it was amazing was a cruel understatement.
He was a skilled lover - patient, giving, tender and rough at all the right times.
And these were all very, very good things.
But now, the sun was up and here we were. The next morning.
We were still two strangers, with two very different lives to go back to.
And yet, I was still stranded. Still at his mercy. I couldn’t just do the walk of shame to my car and go on with my life.
My life. Whatever that was. I knew Bella would be wondering where I was by now. She was probably blowing my phone up. I wished, for the tenth time, that I’d thought to grab my purse before we ran out of the bar. I didn’t even have access to money for a cab or anything.
I was helpless and it was driving me crazy. I wasn’t used to that. Sure, I basically lived my life under my father’s thumb, but for the most part, I was self-sufficient. I lived with Bella in a two bedroom flat in Queens and I even had a job.
“Fuck!” I said, reality dawning on me all at once. “I have to get to work!”
“Well, good morning to you, too. Work? Where do you work?” Dante asked.
“At Doris DeLuca’s.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s a dress shop. I’m supposed to be there this afternoon. Will you please take me back to my car now?”
“Yeah, sure…” he replied, grinning that sexy fucking grin at me, without moving an inch.
Shit. Part of me didn’t want to leave. Bear rolled over on his back and I reached out to scratch his belly, pulling my eyes away from Dante’s. I couldn’t handle looking at him. My nipples hardened under the sheet, my sex pulsing for more of the pleasure it’d received throughout the night.
It was a good thing this dog was between us, because if he came any closer, I was bound to start begging for another round. My body was still on fire from his touch, and I could almost still feel his hands on
I pulled open the front door of the cabin, and headed straight back to bed and back to Gabby.
I knew they were coming for me. I knew it wouldn’t be pretty. Hell, I might die by the end of the day, but I was determined to die a happy man.
And happiness was waiting for me, right between my sheets.
13
Gabby
L icking and panting . Wet clumps of fur brushed against my face and my eyes shot open as a little yelp escaped from my throat.
“Bear! Dammit!” I heard Dante’s booming voice coming before he appeared in the doorway. I gasped at the sight of him in the daylight. He was wearing nothing but jeans, with one button left open at the top, that thin treasure trail leading right into them, leading right into the amusement ride I’d so happily ridden all night long. Damn , I thought, drinking in the sight of his tan skin, his broad, tattoo slathered shoulders, his rippling muscles that felt so good beneath my fingers. “Sorry about that,” he murmured, attempting to pull Bear off the bed. Instead, the dog plopped down on Dante’s side of the bed, and curled up next to my hip.
“This guy,” Dante growled, shaking his head. “I was trying to let you sleep…” He flashed me the most adorable half-grin and my insides melted as the events of the previous night came rushing back to me.
The bar. The bikers. The fight.
Him.
What was I supposed to do now? I wondered, as I smiled up at him. Sure, he was fucking gorgeous. Beyond sexy. Beyond fuck-able - obviously. I can’t even remember how many times he made me shiver in pleasure last night. It’s a good thing we were out in the middle of nowhere, because if there’d been any neighbors, they’d surely have called the cops with all the screaming I was doing. To say it was amazing was a cruel understatement.
He was a skilled lover - patient, giving, tender and rough at all the right times.
And these were all very, very good things.
But now, the sun was up and here we were. The next morning.
We were still two strangers, with two very different lives to go back to.
And yet, I was still stranded. Still at his mercy. I couldn’t just do the walk of shame to my car and go on with my life.
My life. Whatever that was. I knew Bella would be wondering where I was by now. She was probably blowing my phone up. I wished, for the tenth time, that I’d thought to grab my purse before we ran out of the bar. I didn’t even have access to money for a cab or anything.
I was helpless and it was driving me crazy. I wasn’t used to that. Sure, I basically lived my life under my father’s thumb, but for the most part, I was self-sufficient. I lived with Bella in a two bedroom flat in Queens and I even had a job.
“Fuck!” I said, reality dawning on me all at once. “I have to get to work!”
“Well, good morning to you, too. Work? Where do you work?” Dante asked.
“At Doris DeLuca’s.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s a dress shop. I’m supposed to be there this afternoon. Will you please take me back to my car now?”
“Yeah, sure…” he replied, grinning that sexy fucking grin at me, without moving an inch.
Shit. Part of me didn’t want to leave. Bear rolled over on his back and I reached out to scratch his belly, pulling my eyes away from Dante’s. I couldn’t handle looking at him. My nipples hardened under the sheet, my sex pulsing for more of the pleasure it’d received throughout the night.
It was a good thing this dog was between us, because if he came any closer, I was bound to start begging for another round. My body was still on fire from his touch, and I could almost still feel his hands on
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