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Alyssa chuckles, attempting to lighten the mood. “Maybe you’re the long-lost queen of some magical realm.”

We share a laugh, but Nytera’s words linger in the recesses of my mind. Throughout the day, I can’t fight Nytera’s words. Something about her has me deeply disturbed, and I can’t put a finger on what it is.

Chapter 11

Gabriel

“Can I kiss you?” I ask, my heart racing.

She walked into my office ready to get her questions answered, but I am a lot more interested in exploring the tension between us.

She nods, and I lean in slowly, my lips meeting hers in a soft, gentle kiss.

As we kiss, I can feel her body relax, as her fears and anxieties melt away. I pull her closer, running my fingers through her hair, and I feel a surge of desire rush through me.

I want her, but more than that, I want her to feel safe and loved. So, I take things slow, letting her set the pace.

Eventually, we pull away, both of us gasping for breath. I look at her, and I can see the desire and tenderness in her eyes.

“I want you,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “Damn, baby. The things I want to do to you. But only if you’re ready.”

She nods, and I can see the blush rising on her cheeks. “I’m ready,” she says, her voice shaking slightly.

“Are you sure? You know you can ask me to stop at any time.”

She leans down and takes my lip in her mouth, sucking gently, “I want to feel good. I want you to make me feel good.”

I smile at her, pulling her into my arms once again. “We’ll take it slow,” I say, kissing the top of her head.

“Okay,” she breathes out.

I lay her down on my huge desk, and push the hair off her neck.

“I am going to lick your neck now.”

“Okay.”

I lean down and trace her collarbone with my lips and my tongue. I feel her shudder beneath me.

“Now, I am going to pull the top of your dress down and take your nipple in my mouth.”

“Mhm.”

I lift my head and gaze into her beautiful eyes, “That’s not going to work, baby. Use your words.”

I capture her lips in mine, kissing and sucking until a breathy moan escapes her.

“Yes, Yes. Please, Gabriel.”

“Good girl.”

Then I drag my hand down, dragging the neckline of her dress with me.

Her nipples push back against the lacy material of her bra. Without taking it out, I lick the right nipple through the fabric.

“Oh… my…”

“I told you I liked you unprofessional, baby. Look at how beautiful you look right now.” Then I lean down and do the same to her left nipple.

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