been unbound and now
framed his face, softening the chiseled edges of his jaw. His white shirt, now
unbuttoned, hung open at his sides, providing her with her first glimpse of his
impossibly wide, bare chest.
“Why do you dislike me so much?” she demanded in a harsh
whisper, afraid she would lose her nerve if she didn’t come straight to the point.
He arched his brows in disbelief and leaned against the
doorframe as his eyes lazily roamed down her figure, lingering for a brief
moment on her breasts. “Do not tell me, Katie, that you have never felt just
how much I like you,” he drawled as he crossed his arms in front of his chest,
giving himself a devilish air.
Her nipples strained against her chemise and she resisted
the urge to cover her chest with her arms. Instead, she straightened her back,
unknowingly pushing her breasts forward.
He groaned audibly, his lips parting slightly and his eyes
growing hazy once again as he stared at her. “You do not know what you do to
me,” he insisted, his breathing ragged.
Kaitlyn licked her lips instinctively, both surprised and
pleased about Gabriel’s physical reaction to her. “You’re right, I don’t. I
also don’t know why you kiss me and then look at me like I disgust you,” she
replied, impressed by how low and sultry her voice sounded.
“You do not disgust me.”
She took a step forward and he dropped his arms to his sides
as he straightened his back. They stared into one another’s eyes for what
seemed like an eternity, though Kaitlyn was sure only a few seconds had passed.
He tentatively reached out and caressed the side of her face
with his hand. Eyeing her as though she were a silly child, he smiled gently.
“On the contrary, I find you most desirable. It is my own behavior that I find
appalling.”
Encouraged by his words, she took another step forward, her
erect nipples barely brushing his chest. Tilting her face up, she lightly
brushed her lips against the base of his neck, deeply inhaling the masculine
scent lingering on his skin. Her stomach fluttered and she exhaled, lightly
stroking his neck with the tip of her nose as she flattened her palms against
his rock-hard abdomen.
Gabriel closed his eyes for a brief moment, determined to
regain his composure. The woman was actually trying to seduce him and he
was convinced that she had no idea what she was getting herself into. He
grabbed her forearms in an attempt to draw them away from his stomach but she
slid one of her hands down toward his more than eager cock. Before he knew it,
she pressed her palm against the length of his rigid shaft, squeezing him
gently through his breeches.
He groaned and rubbed the side of his face against her hair
as he instinctively rotated his hips against her hand. “Katie, love, why do you
torture me thusly?”
“I can’t seem to help myself around you,” she admitted,
tracing his collarbone with the tip of her tongue.
He could feel her hardened nipples pressing insistently
against his chest. He moved his hands to her hips, digging his fingers into the
flesh of her backside and rubbing his thumbs up and down the crease between her
thighs and pubic bone.
It would be so easy to get lost in this woman and he quickly
found himself very close to teetering over the edge. His need to feel her soft
thighs wrapped around his waist as he pumped into her took over his mind. He
wanted to bring her to her climax, to watch her, to hear her scream his name.
Kaitlyn inhaled sharply, feeling the moisture gathering
between her thighs. Her head was swimming with the knowledge that Gabriel
wanted her. She rubbed his cock, marveling at its length and thickness. She
wanted it inside her, filling her pussy.
He hastily took a step back, yanking her hands away from
him. She groaned in frustration as he grabbed her forearms and took a step back
from her.
“You cannot know what it is you risk,” he whispered
fiercely.
“Then explain it to me,” she angrily insisted,