Page 73 of Forever Mine

Fucking finally.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Monica

Holy mackerel.

Well worth the wait.

Frankly, if I had known it would be likethis, I would have jumped in the shower with him at the conference in Boulder.

I’ve experienced my fair share of men. I’ve had great sexual experiences. I’m more fortunate than most women because I can typically get off during intercourse. But thewayGabriel possessed me? The way he took control and held my attention? Mind-blowing. Extra. Orgasmic.All the things.

Gabriel had told me once that he’d own me, butdayum, I didn’t think he actually meant it. Hands down, best ever. No comparison. To think I stayed with Marcus … I mean Nicolas … when I could have hadthis. Woah.

Gabriel wasn’t kidding when he said he had plans for me all night. He was insatiable! I was under the impression men in their forties don’t have sex drives, but Gabriel was hard and raring to go the entire night. Hours later and my vagina is still pulsating.

We had sex again this morning in the shower. Shower sex has always been my favorite, but Gabriel takes it to another level. I can’t believe how much we both get off on me calling him Daddy. A therapist would have a fucking field day with this, but it’s just so damn hot when he growls every time I say it. “Daddy is gonna take such good fucking care of you.” Holy hell. I’m sopping wet just reminiscing.

After our first bout of sex, I asked Gabriel why he didn’t want to wear a condom. He explained that he’d had a vasectomy years ago, knowing he didn’t want kids. He gently took my chin between his thumb and forefinger, saying, “I don’t want anything between us,querida. You’re mine, and I’m yours. Forever.” He seemed apprehensive about telling me he didn’t want to be a father, assuming I did want children. I assured him I felt the same way as him. “Fucking perfect for me,anjinho. Perfect.”

Excuse me while I go squeal like a little girl.

I asked him if I could go into the office with him today. I’m bored out of my damn mind. You can only do so much from home working in real estate. I transferred most of my clients over to other realtors while recovering, first from the smoke inhalation and then from what Nicolas did to me. I want some human interaction. Humanadultinteraction. I love Em, Liv, and Harp, but their kids are a lot. Gabriel telling me he doesn’t want kids is a damn relief because neither do I. I never even had this conversation with Nicolas because I had no intention of staying with him. Or maybe, deep down, I knew something was ‘off’ with him.

Gabriel and I arrive at the office mid-morning, and he wraps his arm around me as we walk inside.

“Gabriel,” I hiss, trying to push his arm off, but he doesn’t budge.

“What?Querida, they all know,” he tells me.

I stop dead in my tracks. “What?” I breathe.

“Chase called me out on in months ago. Told me he could tell by how I watched you. Even Meghan commented on it the last time I spoke to her. She said you were avoiding me. Others have made remarks as well. I don’t care,querida. I’m thrilled they know you’re spoken for.”

“Spoken for?”

“Is that too old-fashioned for you?” he teases as he leans down and pecks the tip of my nose. “You can call me your boyfriend if you’d like, but I think I’m a little old for that moniker.”

“What am I supposed to call you, then?” I wonder aloud.

“Your man. Your love. Beloved. The cock you’ll be riding every day for the rest of your life,” he whispers against my ear.

“Holy shit, Gabriel,” I whimper. God, this man turns me on like no other.

“Close your mouth,querida, or I’ll drag you into the bathroom and fill it,” he growls.

“Yes, please,” I sigh.

“Fuck. Go to your desk before I fuck you in front of everyone,” Gabriel says before smacking my ass and sauntering toward his office.

“Well. It’s about damn time,” Chase drawls from the desk across from mine. I school my expression.

“What?” I ask innocently, making my eyes wide and acting like he didn’t see a damn thing.

“You two have been circling around each other for months. I figured me sending you to the conference would have been the nail in the Gabriel-sized sex coffin, but I forgot how fucking stubborn you are.”

“What do you mean you sent me there?” I ask. He gives me a saucy wink.

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