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Her hand fists into my hair, pulling me back as she continues to lick on my collarbone.

My eyes locked to hers as she lets out a little moan. She needs to understand who is in control here.

“Use your words, sweet girl.”

“Please devour me.”

“Fuck!”

Then, I move my other hand to massage her breast through the cotton of my t-shirt.

“Oh God! It feels so good having your hand kneading and squeezing me. Gabriel, please.”

I let go of her left breast and then move to roughly cup the right one. Her nipples are tight, just begging for my attention. I am not gentle with her, not at all.

I use my palm to massage her breast, moving from one to the other. Rough movements on such tender peaks. My hand sinks to the hair at the base of her skull, holding her in place.

She whimpers at the delicious assault.

“Fuck, Gabriel.”

“Fuck, what?”

She is holding onto my biceps, trying to steady herself. Trying so damn hard to stay upright.

I slip my hand from her breasts and beneath the fabric, reveling at the touch of her well-toned stomach.

I want to touch her here.

To touch and lick her everywhere.

“Fucking don’t stop. Please touch me,” Jade says.

“But I am fucking touching you already,” I whisper, as my hand slides higher.

“Gabriel, please.”

I run my hand from her deliciously sore nipples, down her torso past her navel, and then to cup between her legs.”

“Do you want me to touch you here?”

“Yes, please.”

“And you promise to be quiet?”

“Yes. Please. I will be so quiet.”

“Okay.”

Chapter 18

Jade

He pushes me gently, walking me backward until my back is perfectly aligned with the fridge, then he parts my legs, standing in between them.

“Move your legs a little wider.”

I oblige him, no questions asked.

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