Page 104 of Gabriel's Salvation

“And I get to fuck you if I do?” Gabe asks as he peppers kisses on my shoulder.

“Yep, get the words right and you can do anything you want to me,” I smirk.

“Anything?” Gabe’s eyes go as wide as saucers, probably thinking of some dirty thing he wants to do, and damn do I hope he gets the words right so that I can find out what that dirty mind is planning.

“Players, play, play, play,” Gabe says in a very monotone voice.

“You can do better than that!” I laugh.

“Haters, hate, hate, hate,” he says, this time in tune but still not quite singing.

“Something, something, shake it off, shake it off,” he says with an ‘I did it so now give me what I want’ grin.

“Oooh, so close, but those are the wrong words,” I tease, as I stand and pretend to leave.

Gabe lets a loud grumble out as he grabs my hand and pulls me backwards, causing me to fall back onto the bed. I let out a squeal of excitement and his hand flies up and covers my mouth.

“That's enough from you. I don't wanna hear another sound till you're screaming my name. For being a brat, I should really not let you cum,” he snaps, in that powerful and bossy tone. The one that completely makes me melt.

He removes his hand and goes to stand, “whe…” I don't even have chance to get out one word before his hand is back over my mouth.

“I told you, Firecracker, I don't wanna hear another sound until you're screaming my name,” he says as he gives my thigh a playful spank, while still covering my mouth and staring deep into my eyes.

I nod in response and get a small kiss on the neck as a reward. He stands up again and walks away. I don't say a single word but follow him with my eyes. He walks towards the end of the bed, bending down to where his discarded clothes are, and disappears from my eyeline for a moment. What is he doing?

He stands up a second later and I see he has something hidden behind his back.He looks down at me and must notice my confused expression as he steps closer and asks, “Do you trust me, baby?”

Do I trust him? Can I trust him? Should I trust him? My brain wonders for a moment as a mixture of fear and arousal surrounds me. But my mouth betrays me by mumbling a simple “yes.”

A grin finds its way to Gabe’s mouth as he slowly pulls a thick leather belt from behind his back. Fuck! What did I agree to? Is he going to hurt me? Worse than the last time he punished me, up on the rooftop.

My face must give away my thoughts as he quickly steps closer, and caresses my face with one hand while continuing to hold the belt with the other. “Don't worry Firefly, I’d never hurt you.”

I nod my head in response, as despite the hard exterior he has, I know there's a softy inside him. When all is said and done I feel safer with him than any other boy I've ever dated.

“Tell me you trust me and I'll make sure you love every second. But if you can’t, then we stop now,” Gabe says as he grips my chin forcefully and forces me to look straight into his big beautiful green eyes.

“I trust you,” I whisper slowly. What am I getting myself into?

I hear the belt drop to the floor as he uses the hand that was holding it to scoop around me and lift me higher up the bed as he kisses me.

“Close your eyes,” he purrs as he loosens my towel, and exposes my naked body.

I do as he asks. I feel the bed dip as he moves and reaches down for what I can only assume is the belt.

“Keep your eyes closed, and trust me,” he tells me again.

I try my best to do as I'm told, but my body and mind are on edge in anticipation as I feel the cold leather caress my legs and thigh as his hands and the leather stroke my skin.

I feel his hand grip my outer thigh as he forces me to turn slightly and pushes one leg over the other so that my ass is partially exposed. “Hmmm,” he growls as he runs a hand over my bare ass.

“My belt is just begging to spank this.”

What? My eyes fly open as I sling my leg back down so that I'm lying on my back and my poor ass is no longer exposed.

“I know I fucked up once before, baby…” he says as he places a soft kiss on my hip bone, “..but I promise I’ll never hurt you again.”

He has so much sincerity and guilt in his eyes that I decide to ignore my fears and trust him. I close my eyes again, let out a small breath and nod. Silently giving him permission to continue.

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