by Joanna Blake
He shook his head slowly.
“It’s a promise.”
I started to shut the door. I was going to let him in, but he didn’t know that. He caught the door in his hand.
“I took three taxis, a bus and a plane to get here. You are going to hear me out if nothing else.”
Wood shattered with a loud bang as he broke the door in. I stepped back as his massive form filled the doorframe. Then he stepped inside and shut the door.
And locked it.
Before I could even move, he grabbed my car keys off the table and shoved them down the front of his pants. He smiled at me coldly and leaned against the dresser.
“What are you doing, Gabe?”
“I’m done playing games.”
“This isn’t a game! This is my life.”
“No. It’s our life. Together. Remember? I don’t know where the hell you think you are going-”
“I’m going to Florida!” I stomped my foot and he smiled at me like I was a little ball of fluff.
“You’re not going to Florida.”
“What? Yes, I am. Give me my keys.”
He started unbuttoning his shirt, walking towards me.
“Come and get them.”
I stared at him as he started stripping. He pulled his shirt off his shoulders and I nearly started drooling at the sight of his chiseled muscles. I knew the things he could do with those arms… with that gorgeous body…
His eyes were dark with sensual promise as he came closer. That’s when I noticed it.
“You aren’t using your walker.”
He shook his head and held up his cane. Then he leaned it against the wall.
“That’s right. I made you a promise didn’t I?”
My voice was shaky as he got close enough that I could feel the heat coming off his body. He radiated heat and strength and desire. I felt my knees buckle, just from proximity.
“What?”
“I said I was going to take you up against a wall.”
“Gabe-“
He growled and caught my hands, pressing them into the small of my back. He held me immobile as he dragged me against him, kissing me deeply. He let his other hand wander, touching every part of me while he murmured his appreciation.
I couldn’t think. Or breathe. Or move.
All I could do was feel.
“You’re mine Tabby. I’ll never let you go.”
He gripped me tighter, squeezing my wrists. I whimpered as he guided me towards the wall and then pushed me up against it.
“That’s right. I’m going to have you right… here.”
He gripped my thighs, pulling them up and over his hips. I felt him grinding himself into me.
“I love you. Tell me you love me.”
I moaned as he gripped my top and tore it, exposing my breasts. He lowered his head and kissed my cleavage, his hands cupping my ass.
“Not like this Gabe.”
His head snapped up, his eyes practically glowing with heat.
“What not like this?”
“Your leg…”
“My fucking leg is fine.” He stared at me, his jaw ticking. “But if you prefer the bed…”
“I do.”
He growled and lifted me again, carrying me to the bed. He’d never been like this before. He’d never been this aggressive.
“I missed you.” He pulled his perfect cock out of his pants and I stared at it, my mouth watering a little. “He missed you.”
He knelt on the edge of the bed and grabbed me, tearing my jeans off. I’d slept in my clothes, minus a bra and shoes of course.
That sped up the process quite a bit. That and the sheer brute force Gabe was showing. It was like he was someone else.
Someone who’d been bitten by a werewolf. Or a radioactive bug. Or been turned into a mutant in a lab, set on world domination.
But Gabe just wanted one thing. Me.
He shredded my panties and dove between my legs, licking and stroking and sucking my pussy lips. My mind was washed away with the sensations. I let the feelings wash through me, overwhelmed in a good way.
A very, very good way.
In no time, I was rocking my hips against his greedy lips and tongue. He chuckled low and leaned back, his finger making lazy circles on my clit.
“Do you know how fucking scared I’ve been?”
I was breathing hard, staring at him while he peeled his pants off. He dragged the tip of his cock up and down my slippery pussy lips.
“I’ve been out of my mind worrying about you.”
He pushed inside me. Just a little.
“Never run out on me again. Promise me.”
He groaned and slid deeper.
“You’re coming back with me.”
He grabbed my face and took my mouth in a punishing kiss. I kissed him back just as hard and shook my head.
“No.”
He stopped easing into me, staring down at me in shock.
“What?”
“I’m not going back there. Not now. Maybe not ever.”
He moaned as his cock twitched, halfway inside me. Neither of us moved.
“Tabby, you have to come back. I told you- I love you. I’m gonna marry you.”
I closed my eyes.
“I’m not going back. And as for the rest.” I looked up at him. “You haven’t asked me yet.”
He cursed and started moving again, sliding in a little deeper. “Goddamn it, Tabby. You- oh God- you are mine. Promise me. Say that you belong to me.”
I stared at him. I didn’t care what he’d done. He was here now, and he loved me. He kept saying so.
And so help me God, I loved him back.
“I promise. I belong to you.”
I wrapped my legs around him.
“But I’m not going back.”
Gabe
The woman beneath me was driving me wild, arching her back. Moving her hips in time with my over eager thrusts. She was different this time.
There was something untamed about her.
And it was making it hard for me to hold my shit together.
I started to lose my tempo. I was too close. I’d waited too long and been too unsure that I’d ever get to hold her this way again.
“Tabby- slow down- I’m gonna-“
She just smiled and lifted her hips. She didn’t care that she was ripping me in two. She was refusing to come back with me.
But I couldn’t think about that right now. Right now I had to just try not to-
“Ahhhhh!”
I felt my stomach tighten as pleasure ripped through me. All the muscles in my body tensed up and then released as my balls pumped a massive load up my shaft.
Maybe it was the fear. Maybe it was the exhaustion. But I had never come that hard in my life.
I tried to talk but it came out as gibberish. And Tabby wasn’t through with me. She was coming too, her legs locked behind me as she milked me for all I was worth.
Which wasn’t much without my woman.
And she was mine. She’d promised me that. I didn’t like anything else she’d said after that though.
That she wasn’t leaving with me. That she hadn’t decided to marry me yet. And she hadn’t said the ‘L’ word either.
She hadn’t admitted she still loved me.
It didn’t matter. I wasn’t leaving this hotel room without her. Not for food. Not if the sky started falling.
I was in it to win it.
“Jesus Tabby- Oh GOD!”
I didn’t think there was anything left but I felt my cock spurt again. It was an aftershock of pleasure so intense I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I was pretty much a drooling idiot as I collapsed on top of Tabby, her generous curves cushioning my body.
I finally rolled to the side, refusing to release her from my grip. I cradled her against me.
“You’re coming with me.”
“No, Gabe. I’m not.”
I squeezed her and kissed her forehead.
I rolled her onto her back. She stared up at me, her eyes wide.
“Again.”
I was still hard and ready for more. And clearly she needed a firm hand to get her under control. I slid my cock into her sweet, warm body. She was soaking wet with our juices.
“I love you.”
I pulled out and pushed in again.
“You love me.”
I grabbed her leg and pulled it up so it rested on my shoulder. Then I pulled the other leg up too. This way, I could see her perfectly. And my hands were free.
There was so much I could do with my hands…
I grinned at her startled expression.
“You’re gonna agree to be my wife by dawn.”
“Gabe-“
“Shhhh…”
I reached down and circled my finger over her clit. Her body clenched down on me as I guided her to another orgasm.
“The only words I want to hear from you are ‘yes’ and ‘oh yes’.”
She moaned in response and I grinned.
This was going to be fun.
Tabby
Twenty-Four Hours Later
“Please Gabe… Oh GOD!”
“Will you marry me?” He was riding me hard but keeping me on the edge. He’d been toying with me for hours. Not just a few either.
Eighteen hours or so.
Basically, since the moment I’d said I wasn’t going back with him. It was obvious he wasn’t used to taking no for an answer.
And I wasn’t used to being played like a grand piano.
Gabe Jackson was very, very good with his fingers.
“Hmmffff!”
I bit the pillow, my fingers gripping the edge of the mattress. I was covered in a thin sheen of sweat as Gabe drove into me from behind. His fingers danced over my flesh, moving from one sensitive spot to the next.
It felt so good.
Everything he was doing felt good.
Good, but not satisfying. He wouldn’t let me finish. For almost a full day now, he’d been bringing me to the edge and stopping. He’d even ordered in Chinese food and eaten it while I lay there, begging for release.
He had fed me a little bit, but still, it was cruel. He was being a complete bastard. He pulled out again and I felt him blowing cool air on my pussy. I moaned incoherently.
“Say yes sweetheart and I’ll let you come.”
I whimpered and tried to bounce backwards on his shaft. He slapped my ass and held me still, not moving. Just the tip was inside me now, making me quiver with the need for more.
More pressure. More fullness. More him.
“Okay how about this- say yes and I will take you to a much nicer hotel, marry you and we can go anywhere you want.”
“What?”
He slid into me slowly.
“We can go to a nicer hotel.”
“Uhhh… after that… what you said after that.”
He grunted with each thrust as he punctuated his words with his thick pulsing cock.
“I’m gonna marry you. Unfff.”
“Hmmm… oh yes… what else did you say?”
“We can go anywhere. You know that. Unfff.”
“Go… for a huh-oh God, yes- honeymoon?”
He flipped me over and grinned at me, sliding back inside me in one fluid motion.
“Yeah, and after too. I don’t fucking care where we go. Just say yes.”
“Yes.”
His eyes got wide and he stopped fucking me for a minute.
“‘Yes’ you’ll marry me?”
“Yes baby, now can you just-“
He flexed his hips, grinning like a mad man.
“You want this?”
“Yes- please Gabe!”
He gave me a look of pure suspicion. I moaned as he pulled halfway out of me.
“But you kept saying no!”
“I said no to going back with you- not to- hmmffff- going forward.”
He let out a whoop and kissed me, hard. “We’re getting married!” I laughed weakly and tried to get him to focus.
“Don’t stop!”
He gave me an evil grin and started fucking me slow and steady.
“Are you gonna be a good girl?”
“Yes, oh God, yes!”
Gabe looked me over while he fucked me, a big grin on his face.
“All this is gonna be mine. Legally.”
I murmured ‘yes’ and he kissed me again, sliding his fingers down to my clit. He strummed it hard and fast.
“Come for me, Tabby.”
I screamed as I came. Loud. Gabe kissed me to stifle the sound. It didn’t matter. We were going to have to leave this motel after this.
Fast.
I was pretty sure I woke up anyone in a fifty foot radius. In fact, I was vaguely worried in the back of my mind about cops breaking down the door.
“Damn girl!”
I moaned and hitched my hips upward. Gabe’s eyes got wide as he felt me squeeze down on him. Hard.
Then he screamed too.
He started thrusting wildly and shouting as I felt him swell up inside me. Then the damn burst and he launched his seed into me, pumping his cock into me again and again.
I just held on tight and shook right along with him.
It was loud. The man sounded like a pissed off walrus. If I hadn’t still been coming, I would have laughed.
Oh yeah, we were definitely going to need to get to another hotel.
Gabe
“How long will it take you to get here from Paris for your best friend’s wedding?”
I was on the balcony of our new hotel suite, whispering on my phone. I didn’t think Tabby could hear me, but who could say?
The woman had almost caught me sneaking around with her phone after we’d checked in. I had got what I needed though. The three phone numbers that mattered.
We were getting married dammit. And I wanted her friends there. She deserved everything to be perfect.
Or as perfect as I could make it!
Jackie laughed.
“Please tell me this is Gabe Jackson.”
I grinned and stood up straight. Tabby must have told her about me after all. I strutted back and forth with my cane, feeling pleased with myself.
“You approve then?”
“It was you or George Clooney for her. No one else would do.”
“George Clooney? The actor?”
I scowled, wondering if I had competition.
“Relax Gabe, he’s already married.”
I felt the tension go out of my shoulders.
“Oh. So, how soon can you get here? I want everything to be perfect.”
“Where is this wedding happening?”
I shrugged.
“I haven’t gotten that far yet. Some place warm?”
I glanced into the hotel room to make sure Tabby was still in the bath. I saw the cat, Petunia. She was sitting on the table, daintily cleaning her paws.
I’d had to pay extra to get the damn cat checked in. But Tabby loved the thing. Or her Gran had, so we were keeping it.
I kind of liked the scruffy little thing to be honest.
“Someplace we can bring a cat? Oh and we have all of Tabitha’s earthly possessions in a van too.”
“Hmmm, so someplace romantic, not a plane ride that we can all get to within a couple of days…”
“That sounds about right.”
“I know the perfect place…”
Ten minutes later we had a plan. Jackie was making inquiries and cc’ing my mom on the emails. She’d make sure Dennis and Maryann made it too.
I’d take care of getting Tabby there, even if I had to tie her up. I was still half afraid she’d remember what a jackass I’d been and take off on me again.
“What are you up to?”
Tabitha leaned against the doorway in a fluffy hotel robe. Her hair was damp and curling at the ends. She looked beautiful with her wet hair and f
reshly scrubbed skin. I realized I’d never seen her fresh out of the shower.
I liked it. I liked it a lot.
I grinned and slid my phone into my pocket.
“Goofing off.”
She smiled at me shyly. Little did she know I was planning our life together. I even thought I might have some ideas about where to settle down.
Start a family.
Speaking of which…
I pulled her against me and tugged at the belt of her robe.
“Gabe! I thought you said you were hungry!”
I shook my head and carried her to the bed.
“I thought I’d skip room service and go right for dessert.”
She giggled and slipped her arms around my neck.
“Okay.”
I lowered her to the bed. I should probably be using my cane, but the rush of having her in my arms kept making me forget. I felt strong, if a little sore, at the end of the long day of driving.
Her lush curves peeked out from the edges of her robe. I licked my lips and opened the robe so I could look my fill at her body. She was so beautiful, and it wasn’t just her looks.
She was kind, and real, and strong.
Most of all, she was mine.
I gripped her ankles and spread them wide. Then I kissed the inside of each ankle. Then her calves. She shimmied a little as I got to her knees.
“Hold still young lady!”
Her giggle turned into a squeak as I nipped her inner thigh. I traced the long line of her leg with my tongue, coming almost to the sweet, pouty lips above.
“Hmmm… you look so tasty…”
Her hips wiggled and I grinned, deciding to tease her a little more. I licked and kissed her from her knee to the top of her thighs a couple times again.
“Gabe!”
“Hmm… what? I’m having my dessert. Your leg is very tasty.”
“But-“
“But what?” I looked up at her with an innocent look on my face. “Did you want me to do something else?”
She bit her lip, clearly feeling shy. Well, I wanted to hear it. I needed to know she wanted me as bad as I wanted her.
“No but…”
“What is it sweetheart?”
“Can you do it… a little bit higher?”
I laughed and buried my head in my hands. She was so cute and proper. I couldn’t imagine a more polite way to ask someone to eat their pussy.
