Page 42 of Taunt Me (Dark Odyssey 2)

Then the wildness calms. I actually feel it calm and something sensual takes over. It’s that part of us I remember. It’s seeping through the passion and reminding us of the couple who were in love.

When he looks at me I know he feels it too. We don’t say anything. It’s like saying something will break the veil that covers us in this bubble we created.

We stay like that for a little while until he rolls over with me and holds me.

“Break time,” he whispers into my ear.

“Was I too much for you?” I tease.

“Woman, this is your break. I plan to take you all night. Don’t want to wear you out.”

All night.

I like the sound of that.

I can stay in the bubble for a little longer.

It’s not that hard because it’s him and Gabriel Giordano was always a fantasy.

A dream my body wanted.

Now it needs him.

Chapter Thirteen

Gabriel

I just can’t get enoughof her.

I can’t get enough.

I don’t want enough either. What I want is everything. All that she can give me and all that I can take.

All I can take before the fucking bubble we’re in pops and lands me on my ass.

I know it’s going to come I just hope it won’t and it’s times like this when I’m grateful I’m not that kind of bastard to give up and back down when I see an opening where I can push through.

This doll, this woman, this being in my arms molding her body to mine within the granite walls of my shower is what I call perfection.

The perfect woman, with the perfect body and perfect everything and I want her to be mine the way she was supposed to be.

Questions linger in the air but they can stay right the fuck there while I enjoy my girl.

The light spray of water from the shower trickles over us and we’re kissing like we want to devour each other.

I don’t know what time it is and I don’t care.

The world could pass us by and time fade from our existence. It could all happen and pass us by and all I would care about is her, the goddess.

I run my finger over her ear lobe and she moves back giggling. It’s the best fucking sound I’ve ever heard in my life.

She rests against the wall of the shower and the water runs down her from her head and in a line down her breasts which I’m choosing to stare at openly.

Massive globes with pink tips like rosebuds pebble as the water runs over her. I can’t help it I want another taste of her. I lower and suck her tits for the millionth time tonight but it feels like the first time.

She runs her hand through my hair pressing me to her glorious tits as I suck. Again I want more of her.

“Gabe, I want to taste you too,” she whispers against my ear and I lift my head to meet her eyes.

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