Animal.
Raw.
And it feels so fucking right.
Forty
Scarlett
I reachbetween my legs and guide Gabriel’s cock to my opening. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I may be on my knees, but I’ve never felt this bold and powerful before. I wanted him inside me five minutes ago, but now I might die if I don’t have himright this second.
“Please, I need ...”
With a single thrust, he powers inside me, and I inhale sharply as my body stretches to accommodate him. Gabriel leans down and drags his teeth across the skin where my shoulder meets my neck, and growls.
Holy. Shit.I clamp down hard, because I think I might already be ready to come.
“Oh God,” I whisper.
Gabriel’s dark chuckle echoes in my ear before he pulls back and thrusts inside again and again, pausing only to find my clit with his fingers, and then Ilose it.The orgasms come so hard and so fast that I can’t separate one from another. I scream words that make no sense, because I couldn’t think if I wanted to.
I lose my grip on time. Space. Reality. Everything. All that exists is the pleasure shattering me.
And when my arms go limp and I drop to brace myself on my forearms, Gabriel roars my name and his cock pulses inside me.
For the space of three heartbeats, neither of us move, speak, or even breathe.
My forehead drops to the floor, and I haul in a breath of air. With a shaky voice, I whisper, “I thought once we got used to each other ... sex would start to feel the same.”
Against my back, I can feel Gabriel’s entire body shaking with what I assume is laughter. He shifts, pressing a kiss to my shoulder.
“Never with you. It’s always a battle not to come. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life, Scarlett. And just know, anytime you want it like this, all you gotta do is grab my head and shove it in your pussy. That can be our signal.”
And that’s how I found myself belly laughing, naked, on my kitchen floor, happier than I’ve ever been.
“That’s how I unleash the beast? Very subtle,” I say as Gabriel reaches for a kitchen towel hanging from the stove handle.
“Yeah. That’s how you unleash the beast,” he says to me with a massive smile on his face. “You planning on doing that again anytime soon?”
I school my features into what I hope is a serious expression. “Every chance I get.”
He tackles me, and round two is just as good. Maybe even better.
* * *
When we finally get out of the shower, both wrapped in our robes—because I bought a big fluffy one for Gabriel with aGembroidered on the breast, and he seemed pretty appreciative from the breath-stealing kiss I received in exchange—we walk back into the kitchen.
I stare at the spot on the floor, in front of the stove where we just went at it like sex-crazed animals. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to think about my kitchen the same way again.”
Gabriel laughs when he sees where I’m looking. “I’ll probably never be able to eat in here without a hard-on, but I ain’t complaining. You hungry? I’m cooking.”
“We can order takeout if you want.”
He shakes his head. “Can’t until after the fight. I need to get some protein down, especially after that cardio. You want me to finally teach you how to make those fluffy scrambled eggs you liked so much from Gabe’s Diner?”
His mention of the menu from when I was healing after my surgery fills me with warmth. “I wouldloveto learn how to make those fluffy scrambled eggs from Gabe’s Diner.”
Forty-One