Free The Fall Of Jacob Del Garda by CC MacKenzie Page B

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    His breath was coming too fast. Those too sharp cheekbones were flushed with arousal, with rage.
    She couldn’t help it, her eyes dropped to the titanic erection tenting his trousers.
    Omigod.
    " Sí , my body is suffering with hunger for you, querida . And you are going to relieve it."
    The ache of liquid arousal between her legs was so intense it took her breath.
    The too painful throb of her clitoris matched the hectic beat of her heart.
    "Jacob. Please. Let me explain..."
    Now he barked out a laugh.
    And the rough sound, a combination of disbelief and rage, stopped her in her tracks.
    "There will be plenty of time for explanations later, Gabriella. After the way you kissed me, the question is do you want to get on your knees, take me in your mouth, to suck my...?’
    He ran the flat of his hand up and down his rigid length.
    Her whole body went too hot from her toes to the roots of her hair.
    Throughout the time they'd been together he’d never ever behaved or spoken to her so crudely.
    And what was wrong with her that she found it terribly exciting, terribly arousing?
    Sex with Jacob had always been outside her experience. Because he was a big man in every conceivable way, he’d always treated her with great care, with the greatest of respect.
    Those dark eyes slitted, watching her face flush and her body’s physical response to him.
    "I can see the idea holds a certain appeal, querida ," he observed in a silky voice. "During the lonely months of sleepless nights I have had plenty of time to consider the matter. Tell me, did I not satisfy you sexually?"
    Her jaw dropped.
    "Yes, of course you did," she shot back in a disbelieving voice.
    How on earth could he have thought such a thing?
    Her hand leapt to her throat as she realised the depth of hurt she’d inflicted on a man who had done nothing to deserve it. The magnitude of her folly was brought home to her by the way he simply stared at her with eyes as cold and hard as the Arctic.
    "Forgive me if I find those words too difficult to believe. Then I wondered if perhaps I had been too gentle, too careful. I am a big man. Was that it, Gabriella? Did you want a hard fast fuck, and I did not deliver?"
    "No!"
    But even as she denied the words pouring from his mouth, the thought of him doing that to her, thrilled so much her legs trembled. His eyes watched the heat of arousal flow up her neck and into her face.
    "Again, I do not believe you. You said you no longer loved me. How was it possible that one day you awoke and decided your love for me was dead? For me, loving you was never a choice. I have found it impossible not to love you. Even though I have tried each and every day to move on, my love for you will not die."
    The anguish he had suffered was written all over his dark face. His eyes were blazing with a truth she could not deny. Dear God, she'd damaged him in ways she could never have dreamt of. She'd never meant for him to have been wounded like this. By her.
    "I’m sorry ," she cried out, pushed beyond endurance by his refusal to listen.
    His dark brows rose.
    " Sí . You said that many times, too. So I think you will agree that you owe me closure, Gabriella. I need to take your body. To exorcise the ghost of you from my heart. To help me heal. To help me move forward with my life. Admit you owe me that much?"
    The room spun as a wave of nausea washed through her, leaving her feeling too fragile, her skin damp with a cold sweat, and she knew she couldn't take any more of this. Jacob deserved to be told the truth. And that truth, that terrible truth, was going to hurt him even more. And for that she would never, ever forgive herself.
    What on earth was the matter with her?
    Jacob watched Gabriella carefully. She was bone white and on legs that were not quite steady as she moved to sit in the chair.
    He knew he'd taken her to the brink.
    Now she looked utterly defeated as she held her blonde head in her hands. And since her fragility was sending alarm