‘Upstairs. Naked,’ he said as he stepped back and took his mobile phone from his pocket.
I stood on the spot staring at him.
‘Now, Sam!’ he barked.
I stared at him. It felt like something was shifting between us. But whatever it was, it felt right somehow.
‘Okay,’ I said and then I slipped past him and walked up the stairs.
I took off my dress and sat on the edge of the bed. My fingers trembled as I unhooked my bra and tossed it into the laundry basket. I wondered whether to leave my white cotton briefs on, but the look in Gabriel’s eyes suggested he wouldn’t take kindly to any disobedience. Naked, he’d said – twice.
I slipped my underwear down my legs and placed them on the bed beside me. My heart raced in my chest and I took deep breaths to calm my breathing. I had no idea what to expect.
I’d noticed Gabriel was wearing that beautiful soft leather belt of his, and I had enjoyed being spanked with it many times before. But, I knew from experience he wouldn’t spank me while I was pregnant.
So, what did he have planned?
I was almost breathless thinking about it – but it was with anticipation and excitement rather than fear. I smiled as I realised how much I had changed in the last twelve months. I trusted Gabriel Sullivan completely.
I lay down on the bed while I waited for him. He’d said his call wouldn’t take long and a few moments later, he strolled into the bedroom, still wearing that incredible suit that he filled so bloody perfectly.
His eyes roamed over my body as he removed his jacket. I watched him intently, looking for a clue as to what he had planned. What would my punishment be for lying to him today? He reached for his tie and slowly undid the knot, pulling it away from his neck with one hand.
‘Are you going to tie me up?’ I asked, my voice trembling as much as my legs.
‘No. Because you’re going to do as you’re fucking told,’ he snapped.
‘And if I don’t?’ I challenged him.
He scowled at me. ‘Really? You want to play games with me right now, Samantha?’
I shook my head. ‘No,’ I whispered.
He moved his hands to his belt next and unbuckled it slowly. I watched and shivered as his expert fingers fed the leather through the fabric.
He looked up at me. ‘You know that’s not happening,’ he said, reading my filthy thoughts. ‘Besides, that would be far too easy.’
Too easy? Jesus, what was he planning on doing to me?
I watched as Gabriel stripped off the rest of his clothes and was standing in all his naked glory. My eyes roamed over his incredible body and I took a deep breath. He walked towards the bed and crawled over me.
‘Open,’ he commanded as he looked down at my thighs and nudged them roughly apart with his knee.
I did as he instructed and gasped as his fingers immediately slid through my dripping wet folds. ‘Why does pissing me off make you so fucking wet, Sam?’ he growled.
‘I don’t know,’ I groaned as I pressed my head back against the pillow.
He pushed one finger inside me and I moaned loudly. Then he sucked one of my nipples into his hot mouth and began to suckle gently while he finger fucked me.
I writhed beneath him. This wasn’t punishment at all. It was pure pleasure. He brought me to the edge quickly with his expert touch and just as he was about to tip me over the precipice, he stopped.
He moved his head and looked into my eyes. ‘Why did you lie to me?’ he asked.
I blinked at him. ‘I told you. I didn’t want you to know I was with Jennifer.’
‘But why?’ he demanded.
‘Because I knew you wouldn’t be happy about it. I don’t know what else you want me to say, Gabe,’ I said.
‘I want the truth.’
‘I’ve given you it,’ I insisted.
He frowned at me and then he moved down my body. He blew over my wet slit making me gasp out loud before his mouth settled over my clit. He sucked the swollen nub of flesh into his mouth as he gently nudged it with his tongue.
It was only seconds before I felt my orgasm building again. I was tempted to run my fingers through his thick, dark hair but I sensed that he wouldn’t approve so I grabbed onto the pillow either side of my head as I bucked my hips against his mouth. I felt the tightening in my core as my climax kept building to a crescendo.
Then he stopped.
I groaned out loud.
He moved up the bed towards me again. His face glistening with my arousal. ‘Why did you lie to me, Sam?’ he asked again.
‘I already told you,’ I snapped.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a second. When he opened them again they were full of fire. He took hold of my wrists and pinned them above my head. ‘What will it take to get the truth from you?’
‘You already have the truth,’ I hissed.
My body was aching for him and his denial of what I needed from him was driving me crazy. He was right, this was much worse than his belt.
He pressed his cock against my opening. ‘Is this what you want?’ he growled.
‘Yes,’ I panted.
‘Then why did you lie?’’
‘Gabe, please. You’re torturing me,’ I wailed. ‘I’ve told you the truth.
He pushed deep inside me, making me groan with pleasure as he slowly thrust in and out of me.
I was so close. I bit the inside of my cheek so he wouldn’t know how near to the edge I was. Maybe I could come before he’d even realised? But he knew me and my body far too well. Just as I was on the edge of collapse, he gave a final thrust and found his own release instead.
Then without a word, he pulled out of me, leaving me feeling empty and bereft.
I cried out in frustration as the tears started to roll down my cheeks.
‘You’re a bastard,’ I hissed.
‘You’ve only just realised that? Now, why did you lie to me?’
I shook my head and one hand slipped down towards my clit and he started to rub slowly.
‘Why?’ he snapped as he continued taunting me.
I pressed my head back against the pillow and closed my eyes. This was torture.
‘You want to come? Tell me the truth,’ he growled.
My body felt like it was on fire. Every part of me was aching for some release and he kept denying me. I tried to move but he still had my wrists pinned above my head with his other hand, and the weight of his body held the rest of me in place. I was completely at his mercy and he wasn’t going to stop until he got what he wanted.
‘Because I didn’t know what I would do if she’d told me you were lying,’ I shouted and then I started to sob. That was the truth but I hadn’t even known it myself. I felt the salty tears streaming down my face and then Gabriel was beside me again, brushing them from my cheeks with the pad of his thumb.
‘So, you didn’t believe me then?’ he asked quietly.
‘I did. I do,’ I sniffed. ‘I didn’t tell you I was going to see her because I knew you wouldn’t want me to. And then when you phoned me, I panicked. We’d just sat down for a coffee and the way she was looking at me made me feel nervous. I thought she might tell me that you were lying to me, and that you were in love with her and planning to run away together or something.’
Gabriel frowned at me. ‘What the fuck?’
‘I know how stupid it sounds now, Gabe. But, I freaked out. That’s why I lied when you phoned me. I didn’t want to argue with you in front of her. I was going to tell you tonight.’
‘What if she had told you I was lying. Would you have believed her over me?’
‘No. Of course not. I believe you. I always have. I panicked. That’s all. I swear.’
He brushed my hair from my face before kissing me. ‘Don’t ever lie to me again, Sam,’ he growled.
‘I won’t.’
He kissed me again as his hand ran down my body and found that place where I was desperate to feel him. He slipped two fingers inside me
as his thumb brushed over my clit and I groaned into his mouth.
Then he broke our kiss and looked into my eyes as I started to fall apart for him. ‘Who does this hot, sweet pussy belong to?’ he asked.
‘You,’ I panted.
‘Who do you belong to, Sam?’
‘You,’ I whispered, lost on the brink of an orgasm.
‘That’s right, baby. I own you,’ he growled in my ear and I came apart around him, shouting his name as I found my release at last.
The room spun around me and I had barely recovered when he was crawling over me to push his huge cock inside me again. He lifted my legs and wrapped them tightly around his waist while he fucked and kissed me to another slow, rolling climax.
As we both lay breathless, he pulled me to lie on his chest and ran his fingers through my hair. ‘I love you,’ he whispered. ‘I was terrified something had happened to you when nobody knew where you were earlier. Don’t ever do that to me again.’
‘I know. I’m sorry, Gabe,’ I whispered. ‘You’re not going to implant me with a LoJack or something now, are you?’
He laughed and I smiled at the sound. ‘Find my Iphone will do just fine for now, baby.’
‘Some people would call that stalking,’ I said.
‘Some people would. I call it protecting what I love most in the world.’
I lifted my head to look at him. ‘You’re such a smooth talker, aren’t you?’
He grinned at me and then he placed his hand under my chin and his face turned serious again. ‘Do you know why I need to own every part of you, Sam?’ he growled.
‘Why?’ I whispered.
‘Because you own every single part of me. You always have and you always will.’
I felt a rush of love him that almost completely overwhelmed me and I rested my head back on his chest so he wouldn’t see the tears in my eyes again.
Chapter 51
Gabriel
I wrapped my arms tighter around Samantha and planted a kiss on the top of her head. I felt my heart rate slowing as I lay there with her. I’d been so fucking angry earlier, I’d thought I might explode.
I still hated that she’d lied to me, but I kind of understood why. I would have definitely talked her out of meeting with my lying, slut of an ex-wife if I’d known that’s what she was planning on doing. I didn’t need her filling Samantha’s head with her bullshit. She’d done enough damage already. But whatever had been said between them, I didn’t get the sense that it had caused any tension between Samantha and me.
I had been furious earlier in the kitchen. I had stood over her, my anger pulsing through my body as I’d interrogated her.
She had stood, rooted to the spot, her jaw tilted in defiance as she’d looked up at me with those huge brown eyes. I’d looked at her and saw the emotion there. Love. Guilt. Anger. Excitement? But I didn’t see even a trace of fear and that realisation made me so fucking happy – and proud. After everything she had been through, she was still willing to give me everything, and like the selfish bastard that I was, I would take it all.
She had done what I’d told her to, submitting to me completely and without question while I had taken what I needed from her. I looked down at her body nestled against mine and smiled. I loved this woman more than I could ever have imagined possible and there was nothing I wouldn’t do for her.
‘What did Jennifer say to you, anyway?’ I asked her.
She looked up at me, her eyes pink as though she’d been crying again. ‘Are you okay?’ I said as I cupped her chin and tilted her head so I could get a better look at her face.
‘Yes,’ she said with the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen in my life.
I leaned down and kissed her soft lips. I felt her pushing for more and as much as I wanted to give her what she needed, I also needed to know what had happened today. I pulled back. ‘So, what did she say?’
‘Nothing that you probably don’t already know. She told me she’d hoped you wouldn’t figure out the date issue and I honestly think she thought she could have kept her charade up forever.’
‘Is that all?’ I asked.
‘She also said I wasn’t your type, and that I could never be what you really need,’ she said with a soft sigh.
I felt my heart constrict in my chest. ‘What?’ I frowned.
How fucking dare she! Jennifer Sloane had no idea what my type was or what I needed.
Samantha smiled at me. ‘Don’t worry, I told her that if she thought that, she didn’t know you at all. Not like I do.’
That response took the breath from my lungs. ‘You said that to her?’
‘Yes.’
‘I fucking love you,’ I breathed.
‘Good,’ she grinned at me. ‘Does that mean I’m forgiven?’
I grabbed her hair at the nape of her neck and tilted her head to the perfect angle before I brushed my lips over hers. ‘Have you learned your lesson?’ I whispered against her skin.
I heard the breath catch in her throat and I moved my other hand to her backside, squeezing hard enough to make her gasp.
‘Yes, Sir,’ she purred like a kitten and I felt it vibrating through my cock.
‘It’s dangerous to call me, Sir, Samantha,’ I growled.
‘Why?’ she said as she ran a fingernail down my chest.
‘Because it makes me want to tie you up and do really fucking filthy things to you,’ I growled.
‘That doesn’t sound dangerous. In fact, it sounds incredible,’ she smiled and I felt my cock stiffen. I sealed my mouth over hers, forcing my tongue inside as I pulled her head back to hold her in place.
I would never get enough of this amazing woman if I lived ten thousand lifetimes.
Chapter 52
Samantha
I opened the door to Gabriel’s house and stepped outside, seeing the familiar black car waiting across the road as I walked down the path. Then he stepped in front of me and my heart almost leapt out of my throat. He looked so much like his brother, it was like seeing a ghost. My heart hammered in my chest and my blood raced through my body. I placed a hand protectively over my bump and he looked down at it and sneered.
I raised my head in defiance. He wouldn’t see an ounce of weakness from me.
‘What are you doing here, Milton?’ I asked.
‘We’re going to go for a little drive,’ he said with a wide, false smile.
‘The hell we are,’ I spat.
Just then two henchmen got out of the car I had wrongly assumed belonged to one of Gabriel or my father’s employees, and stood beside it.
‘You can walk to the car, or they will drag you into it,’ he indicated his head towards them.
I looked around me. The street was quiet. Someone might see me, but by then it would be too late. ‘I’ll scream,’ I said.
‘And I’ll knock your teeth down your throat before anyone has a chance to hear you,’ he said smoothly as he stepped closer towards me and took hold of my arm by the elbow. ‘Now, get into the fucking car,’ he hissed.
He marched me across the road while I was still trying to think of a way out of the situation. Then he manhandled me into the back seat until I was sandwiched between him and one of his goons. The car sped away as I sat in silence and tried to steady my ragged breathing. Stress wasn’t good for the baby. Milton was just trying to scare me – make sure I didn’t change my mind about the money. That was all. I kept telling myself that over and over again.
Then I thought about Gabriel and my father, and how they always seemed to be keeping tabs on me. Hopefully, they still were and they would notice I was missing as soon as possible.
‘Phone!’ Milton snapped as he held out his hand, interrupting my thoughts.
I took my mobile phone from my handbag and passed it to him. He pressed the button to lower the electric window and tossed the phone out of the moving vehicle.
‘You didn’t have to do that. I would have turned it off,’ I protested.
‘I wouldn’t put i
t past that possessive boyfriend of yours to have some sort of tracking device planted in it,’ he hissed at me.
I leaned back against the seat. I wouldn’t put it past him either, but if he had, now it was useless. ‘Where are we going anyway?’ I asked as the London scenery whizzed by us.
‘You’ll see when we get there,’ Milton replied. ‘Now, no more questions. I’m fed up of listening to you already,’ he laughed at his own joke and turned towards the window.
He was even more arrogant than his brother, if that were possible.
Chapter 53
Gabriel
Sebastian and I walked out of Baker Securities offices and crossed the road to where my car was parked.
‘That went well,’ he said to me with a grin.
I nodded in agreement. We had just negotiated the takeover of a smaller security firm and had managed to retain their staff as well as keeping on their Managing Director as one of managers. It had all gone smoothly and the deal was bringing us one step closer to our plan of becoming the biggest security firm in the south of England.
I was getting into the car when my phone rang and I saw Scott Thomas’ number flashing on the screen. I frowned as I noticed the time. He should be driving Samantha to work, not calling me.
I answered the call. ‘What’s up?’
I heard the panic in his voice as soon as he spoke. ‘Boss, is Samantha with you?’
I felt the adrenaline start to course around my body and my heart started pounding in my chest. ‘No!’ I barked. ‘She’s supposed to be with you.’
I heard him swallow. ‘I was running ten minutes late. There was an accident and the road was backed up. I got to your house and she wasn’t there. There was no answer on her mobile. I called her office and she’s not there either.’
‘What?’ I leaned against the car as I felt all of the breath leaving my body. She wouldn’t have gone somewhere without telling me, not after what happened yesterday. ‘So where the fuck is she?’
At this point, Sebastian was staring at me with a worried look on his face.
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