Page 20 of Sinful Bargain

“Fine, you don’t have to keep me, but at least give me something better than what I had.”

His head rotates forward, and he fixes me with an inquisitive look. “Something better?”

“All I know is Frank. He’d show me off night after night, but he never let anyone else touch me. That is, until tonight. He grew bored with me and was going to let everyone have a taste.”

Gabriel’s nostrils flare at the reminder of my shame.

“Don’t look at me with pity. Not when you can do something about it.”

“You’re asking me to defile you.”

“I’m asking you to give me something better than what I have. A memory that’s not tainted by…him.”

His hand reaches up to caress my cheek, but as soon as it makes contact, he snatches it away, like touching me burns him.

“I can’t touch you, Brooke.” His breathing grows into a heavy pant. “It’s not right.”

“Fine. Then let me touch you.”

Without breaking eye contact, I work his buckle, pulling out the length of leather and unhitching the prongs.

His muscles are unreal. Thick, rippled abs forming a tight V at his tapered waist. It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before, and I long to explore every tantalizing inch of his flesh.

“Goddammit,you don’t have to do this,” Gabriel snarls.

“One time. One memory,” I plead.

He squeezes his eyes shut.“Fuck!”

It suddenly occurs to me that he still thinks of me as the kid sitting across from him at the coffee shop. The girl I haven’t been in…well, years.

The only way he’s going to relax is if he sees that I’m a woman and not a child. He has to see how badly I want it.

I take his hand in mine, inserting two fingers into my mouth. They grow stiff as I push his digits deep into my throat.

“What are you doing to me, Brooke?” His voice is husky with frustration.

“What I’ve wanted to do since the first moment I saw you. I didn’t understand it at the time, but now I do.”

“And what does that make me if I let you?”

“Stop acting like you know me. That I’m fragile. Whoever you thought I was, I’m someone else entirely. Pretend like you’ve never seen me before. Like I’m a total stranger.”

He nods ever so slowly. “Yeah…a stranger.”

I undo his pants as he looks on, his eyes growing ever so hopeful.

He’s going to try my crazy suggestion because he knows it’s the only way he’ll allow himself to get his dick sucked. I can only hope he doesn’t come to regret it.

He lifts off the chairs, allowing me to wiggle his pants and boxers down, giving me my first ever look at his cock as it springs free.

It’s bigger than I expected, with a girth so great, I already know my hand won’t stretch around it.

“What exactly do you want right now?” Gabriel says, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath.

I can’t tell him what I really want. His eternal love and devotion, so I settle on what I know he wants to hear.

“I want to suck your cock.” It’s not a lie, but it’s a fraction of the truth.

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