Page 24 of Forbidden Sins

Ellie turned her head, and saw their reflection in the large mirror on the nearby wall. She was bent at an angle, her dress around her waist, with Gabe on his knees, behind her, his face almost completely obscured by her thighs and ass. In all of her days, including her wild past, it was the single most erotic sight she’d ever seen. Her heart thudded against her rib cage, and she gripped the couch tighter, her fingers clenching the leather, hoping it wouldn’t rip under her grasp. Her breaths became shallow, and her toes curled as he plucked at the strings of pleasure that ran throughout her body. She felt her muscles become taut, and as he pulled her closer, his lips closing over the bud of her clit, she became uncoiled as her orgasm tore through her.

When the room stopped spinning, she felt him take a standing position behind her. “How was that?” he whispered, his voice husky and darkened by desire. He grasped her jaw, turned her face toward him and kissed her roughly. She could smell and taste herself on his lips. He took his hands from her. “Stay right there.” She heard the clang of his belt buckle. His hands worked behind her, and when she caught his reflection in the mirror, she watched him pump his fist over his cock several times before he rolled a condom over himself.

Turning her head over her shoulder, she saw that he was still fully dressed, down to his button-down shirt and suit jacket, his pants resting on his muscular thighs. As she looked at them in the mirror, he was lining himself up with her from behind, and was inside of her with one solid thrust.

“Gabe!”

While he stood, grabbing her hips, he pushed in and out of her. His thrusts were quick, powerful. He was rough, and she knew he would probably leave bruises on her. But she didn’t care about that. It was hard, dirty, everything she wanted. She was on the brink of her second orgasm, and from Gabe’s frenzied movements, she knew he was close. She moved her hand between them, found where they were connected and touched both of them simultaneously. Her eyes snapped to his in the mirror, and for a moment, there was something else to their connection. Something potent that went beyond biological urges.

Keeping her eyes locked with his, she rolled the pad of her finger around her clit. The sensation was enough, and she came again, and felt herself clamp around Gabe’s length. He yelled out, stilled and leaned over her, covering her body with his. He groaned roughly into the crook of her neck as he spasmed inside of her, filling the condom.

She felt the quake in his strong legs as he removed the condom and tossed it in a nearby trash can. Ellie looked up, and she saw that they’d gained an audience. Now that the show was over, the crowd dispersed.

Gabe helped Ellie straighten her dress, and he picked up her purse for her before then escorting her to the staircase. “What’d you think?”

“That was amazing,” she told him. “Thanks for showing me around.”

“No matter how any of this works out, anytime you want to come back, just let me know. I’ll put you on the list.” Back on the main floor, Gabe reached into his breast pocket, pulled out his cell phone and was transfixed by the screen. She knew that she’d lost him when he frowned.

“Everything okay?” she asked him.

“Yeah, it’s fine,” he told her, not looking up, his thumbs moving over the screen. “Excuse me for a minute, would you?”

Gabe saw the missed call notifications the minute he’d retrieved his phone. He wished that he hadn’t replaced the damn thing after he’d smashed it on Friday night. Charles had called him while he’d been in the playroom with Ellie. Seven times. Left voice mails and several texts for Gabe to call him. He took several steps away from her and dialed his voice mail.

“Gabe, I need you to call me,” Charles said in the first message.

He skipped to the next. “Gabe, where the hell are you?”

The messages got more urgent. “I need you to get your ass over here now.”

“Everything okay?” Ellie asked him.

“Your father,” he told her, dialing his mentor.

“Where the hell have you been?” his boss demanded, when he answered.

He took a look at Ellie. “What is it?” If Charles had any idea where he’d been...

“We need you at the office right now.” Gabe listened as Charles told him how one of the firm’s top clients had initiated a multimillion-dollar takeover of another company.

“What? You need me there now? Aren’t there clerks that can handle that sort of thing?” Frustration had him biting the words at his boss.

Charles was silent for a moment, as if stunned into silence. “He’s your client, and he wants you here now. And as apotentialfuture partner, you’d better get here ASAP.” And there it was, Charles dangling his promotion over his head like a carrot on a string. He sighed and looked at Ellie, not wanting to leave her, but work had to come first. “Fine. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.”

He slid his phone back in his pocket and saw the look that Ellie gave him. “Ellie, I’m sorry.”

“You have to leave?”

“Yeah. A big client wants me in the office now. Some kind of crisis, apparently.”

Ellie straightened. “Yeah, of course. Well, thanks for that,” she said, gesturing down the stairs. “I’ll talk to my lawyer about the papers and get them back to you.” It felt like Gabe was losing Ellie already. But he didn’t want to let her go. Whatever was between them—he wanted to hold on to it.

She started to move past him, but he held out his hand, stopping her.

“Ellie, wait.”

“Yeah?”

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