Page 73 of A Forgotten Mistake

A moan escapes my lips as I tuck my head against his neck. “I’m unquestionably going to listen,” I assure him as I kiss his throat. “I’ve actually never been more prepared to listen to anything in my life.”

“Look at me.”

“I’m busy,” I say as I keep kissing his neck. “I feel like if I look at you, I’m going to be tortured some more.”

“Look at me.”

I nip his neck before drawing back to look at him.

“I love you,” Gabriel tells me. “I love you so much.”

That was definitely worth looking at him for. “I love you too. Will you move in with me?”

“Patience,” he says, which is honestly ridiculous. I’ve been extremely patient! Look how patient I am!

Gabriel lifts his hips before lowering himself until the head of my cock is pressed against his hole. “I know you have patience.”

Now he’s going to torture me with something else!

“You have patience when it comes to harassing and torturing others. So have patience with me.”

“But you’re so hypnotizing.”

He rubs my cock against his ass, and I become convinced that he’s the only one here who knows the meaning of patience. Is this what I deserve after the shit I just did?

Fuck, I love him. I love him, I love him. He’s so perfect—even if a little evil.

“You’re delightful,” I decide.

Gabriel shakes his head but kisses me as he starts to lower down onto my cock. It’s teasingly slow, like even with this, he’s going to teach me patience as the head of my cock gradually slides inside his tight body. He sinks partway down then lifts up until he nearly pulls off me before driving down again. My hands wrap around him, one grabbing his ass cheek before reaching down and rubbing my finger around my cock so I can feel where I’m buried deep inside of him. He lifts his hips then sinks down on me, and I find myself wishing he was naked. It’s really such a shame for this beautiful view to be disrupted by clothes.

I want to see every inch of him as he drops down onto my cock, his own begging for attention. I reach down, trailing fingers over his length before drawing his shirt up with my hand. I want to see his beautiful body. I want to touch every inch of him.

The shirt slides up his pale skin, and as soon as I reveal his chest, I lean forward to kiss my way up to his neck. My thumbslides over his nipple, my mouth sucks the soft skin of his neck, and my hand circles the base of his cock as my own is enveloped in the heat of his body. I draw the shirt off his body so he’s finally naked and take it all in.

Gabriel moves over me, sliding down my length until I’m so deep inside of him that his thighs press against mine. I love the moan he makes when he takes me all in. I love the way he lifts up until he’s almost pulling off of me before he sinks down again.

“Stroke my cock,” he orders as I glance up and catch him watching me closely.

When my hand finds his cock as I tongue his nipple, he arches into me. I love the way his breath hitches… how he shivers when my fingers brush him so lightly that I’m surprised he can feel it. He’s so responsive to everything I do, and yet… I feel like he’s completely in control of every step of this and I love it.

“Kiss me.”

I do without delay, lips moving against his as I feel myself nearing orgasm. The way he’s touching me, squeezing my cock, and driving down onto me has me so close it’s consuming me. I grip him tightly while he rides me, and I come deep inside him as he draws me right over the edge. He moans as he sinks down, settling there as his cock pulses and he comes.

Gabriel grabs my face in his hand, tilting my head up so his dark brown eyes meet mine. “Do you understand now?”

“I think you got your point across.”

“Good. Now let’s get these damn hands of yours cleaned up. I can’t believe you did this.”

He slides off me and turns the shower on as I realize that I now get to enjoy a shower with him. What have I done to deserve any of this?

“Liam?” he asks as he notices me still on the floor.

“I fucked up and yet you still treat me so well.”

“You didn’t. Davey fucked up the moment he thought he could go punching people to get his way,” Gabriel says as he holds his hand out to me. I give him mine, but instead of pulling me up, he scrutinizes my knuckles some more before glowering at me.

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