Addictive

by Jessica Prince

  “Calm down, Marley,” I demand as I pull my softening dick from her and lift to my knees. Reaching up, I loosen the knot on her panties and her hands finally fall free. I don’t even have a second to move before her arms and legs wrap around my body. Startled by her quick movements and her pulling me off balance, I fall on top of her. But she doesn’t let go. She clings to me like a lifeline, her face buried in my neck. I can feel her tears against my skin as she continues to cry.

  “Shh, my bella,” I soothe as I drag my fingers through her hair. “It’s okay. It’s over. You took your punishment very well, baby.”

  Cupping my cheeks in her hands, she lifts my head so we’re eye to eye. “You’ve worked so hard to earn my trust, but in the process I haven’t done what I need to in order to earn yours,” she sniffles. Her words catch me off guard. Once again, she’s stunned me, showing a strength and bravery I didn’t know existed.

  “God, you’re fucking perfect,” I say softly. I don’t know if it’s more for her or myself.

  “Do you forgive me?”

  I lean down to kiss her, finally granting us both something we’ve been craving, something I denied her just minutes earlier. “Of course I do, baby.”

  Her arms and legs constrict around me as her tongue tangles with my own in a kiss so intense my cock begins to harden again. “I love you, Gabriel. I swear I’ll never ever run from you again. You can trust me.”

  “Fuck, my bella.” Every time she speaks, she guts me. “I need you again.”

  Marley moans pleasurably and circles her hips against mine. “When you fuck me this time, I’m touching you.”

  “You won’t have a choice.” Shifting my weight, I flip over onto my back, taking her with me so she’s straddling my dick between her luscious thighs and staring down at me, her long, dark hair a sexy tangled mess. “You’re riding my cock this time, baby.”

  Taking my length in one hand, I line it up with her pussy and as I lift my hips I use my other hand to shove her down as hard as I can.

  “Ah, FUCK!” she screams, her head thrown back as her nails dig into my chest. The pain she causes as she rakes her fingers down my skin is almost enough to make me blow right then. I fucking love it when she’s rough.

  “That’s it, Marley. Fuck yourself on my hard cock. You know you love it.”

  “Yes! Oh God, Gabriel. I love it so much!”

  She bucks her hips like a mad woman as I lift her up and down, pounding into her with a force so brutal I’m sure she’ll be bruised tomorrow. “Your pussy’s so fucking tight, my bella. I’ll never get enough of you.”

  “Harder!” she demands as she increases her tempo. And sweet lord, I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven.

  I can’t take it any longer, flipping us once again, I pin her body beneath mine and pound into her over and over, bottoming out each time I move, my balls slapping her ass with every thrust. “You want me to fuck you harder, Marley? You need to me punish you?”

  “Oh, fuck! Yes, baby! I want you to fuck me so hard it hurts. Make it hurt, Gabriel.”

  Leaning down, I suck a pink nipple into my mouth and bite down. The second my teeth come into play, her cunt squeezes and she grabs my hair, pulling fiercely as she comes. I move my attention to her other nipple as she comes down from her orgasm. I know she’s spent when her limbs turn liquid under me, but I’m not done with her yet.

  “Again.”

  “Gabriel,” she whimpers as I fuck and suck as hard as I can. “I can’t, it’s too much.” She’s panting hard, trying to escape the climax I’m about to force on her.

  “Again!” I growl. “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”

  My words make her pussy quiver and I know she just needs a little nudge to fall over again. Pushing up, I sit back on my calves and pull her hips to me. The view of her sprawled out on the bed beneath me is better than any porn I’ve ever seen. Knowing just what she needs, knowing she has to have just that little bite of pain to go off like a rocket, I reach down and slap one of those perfect tits. The second my hand makes contact it’s over. She bows off the bed and releases a string of curse words that would make a sailor blush as she comes all over my dick.

  “YES!” she cries out, mid-release.

  I slap her other tit to even things out, and another gush of arousal floods from her. The sight of my pink handprints on her tits does it, and I groan long and loud, filling her up with everything I’ve got. Neither one of us can breathe by the time we’re finished.

  Shit, if it continues like this, we’re going to kill each other. But what a fucking way to go.

  I loved Camilla with all my heart, but sex with her was a completely different experience than it is with Marley. She wasn’t the kind of woman who liked rough, uninhibited sex. When we were together, it was always slow and soft. I would never complain; I always enjoyed what we did together. But being with Marley has unleashed a side of me I had to keep in check with Camilla.

  I’d never undermine what I had with my wife. When she was alive, what we had meant more to me than anything in the world. It will always hold a special place in my heart. But the love I have for Marley is different. My relationship with each woman can’t be compared, they’re poles apart. It would be a disservice to Camilla’s memory and Marley to compare. So I won’t.

  I wake to sunlight streaming through the windows of Gabriel’s and my room, lighting everything in a pleasant, golden glow. I stretch my limbs and instantly smile at the dull throb I feel between my thighs. God, that man has the power to undo me completely every time. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get enough of him. Every time I think I’ve experienced it all, he cranks it up a notch and takes our lovemaking to an entirely new level. And I. Love. It.

  Almost as much as I love him.

  I’m reluctant to climb from the comfort of our lush bed. I don’t have to work for several more hours and school’s still out for winter break. Deciding it’s the perfect time to indulge myself and sleep very late into the morning I roll back over and pull the covers over my head to block out the light. I’ve just dozed and begun an amazing dream staring Gabriel and his exceptionally talented tongue, when my cell phone on the nightstand lets out a shrill ring.

  Damn it, I groan and push the covers away, feeling around for my phone without opening my eyes. “‘Lo?” I mumble, over a yawn.

  “Someone’s feeling especially lazy this morning.”

  Gabriel’s smiling voice comes across the line and I have to clench my thighs against the thrill of pleasure that shoots between them.

  “Mmm. Someone’s exhausted from her boyfriend’s acrobatics last night.”

  His deep laughter causes my tummy to flutter and a cheesy smile to stretch across my lips. “If I’m not mistaken, wasn’t it you screaming for it to be harder and faster? I was strictly doing as asked, my bella.”

  “And I love you for being so accommodating. But I was in the middle of a particularly fantastic dream, which you rudely interrupted. I’m hanging up so I can get back to it.”

  Another burst of laughter echoes through the line. “As much as I’d love to let you finish, then get you to describe it in great detail tonight, I’m afraid I need you to get up and moving, baby.”

  Propping myself up on my elbow, I rub the sleep from my eyes and ask, “Why?”

  “I need you to meet me down at my office in an hour. We have some business we need to take care of.”

  Brows furrowed in confusion, I try to think of what he could possibly be talking about. But I’m coming up blank. “What business?”

  Gabriel lets out a heavy sigh before answering. “Business which isn’t going to be very pleasant to deal with baby, but I promise to treat you to lunch afterwards. And I’ll even make sure to act out that dream of yours. Reality’s always better anyway.” The smile is back in his voice now and makes it impossible to deny him.

  “All right, honey. But you had better make it worth it. It was a really good dream.”

  I hear a
low growl from him and it does sinful things to my insides. “I always make it worth it. Now get up.”

  “Okay, baby. See you in an hour.”

  We disconnect and I climb from our cozy bed, padding across the floor to our bathroom. The entire time I’m getting ready, I can’t help but try to think of what business we need to take care of.

  ***

  “You sure this is smart?”

  I turn to Aldo after hanging up with Marley and placing the phone back in cradle. “Smart or not, it needs to be done. This shit ends today. Make the call.”

  “You got it, boss.” Lifting his cell phone to his ear, Aldo starts talking as he makes his way out of my office, shutting the door firmly behind him. Today is going to be a long fucking day.

  ***

  When the elevator arrives on Gabriel’s floor, I’m shocked to see an older woman with gray hair, pulled into a tight bun at the nape of her neck sitting in the chair Yvonne is normally sitting in.

  I plaster a polite smile on my face as I step up to the desk. The woman still hasn’t lifted her head to notice me yet. “Uh…hello. I’m here to see Mr. Bertozzi?”

  Her gaze shoots up from her computer screen and the smile she graces me with is positively beaming. “Oh my! You must be Marley. It’s so lovely to meet you.” She stands and makes her way around the desk, enveloping me in a very strong hug. Considering she barely comes up to my neck, her strength is shocking.

  “I’m Evelyn, Mr. Bertozzi’s assistant. He’s told me so much about you!”

  Assistant? What? “I’m sorry; I’m confused. I thought Yvonne was Gabriel’s assistant.”

  “Oh my. Well, it’s unfortunate, but she just wasn’t working out. Mr. Bertozzi had to let her go.”

  I have to bite down on my lip, hard, in order to keep from laughing aloud. “Oh well,” I say a little too brightly. “These things happen. But I’m sure you and Gabriel will work very well together.” He went from a pinup model he used to bang, to someone old enough to be my grandmother. My boyfriend rocks!

  “Mr. Bertozzi’s expecting you. Just head in, dear.”

  “Thank you, Evelyn. And it’s lovely to meet you.”

  She shoots me another blinding smile. “You as well!”

  “I love your new assistant!” I state vehemently as soon as his office door closes behind me.

  Gabriel’s head falls back in laughter. “I thought you might. Glad to hear you approve.”

  “I more than approve,” I say as I walk over to where Gabriel and Aldo are standing. “I want to invite her to dinner, family get-togethers, maybe even put her in my will! Is it legal to adopt old people?” This gets a chuckle from Aldo as I reach his side, stand up on my tiptoes, and place a quick kiss on his cheek. “Hi, Aldo.”

  “Hey, sweetheart.”

  Gabriel reaches out and grabs my arm, pulling me away from the hulking man and into his arms. “Why don’t we hold off on any will changing and pursuing adoption for the time being?” he says before kissing me fully on the lips.

  “If you insist.”

  “I do. Besides, I’m pretty sure she already has a large family of her own.” He laughs.

  “All right, so what’s so important I had to drag my ass down here instead of sleeping in?” As soon as I ask, his brows furrow and his smile dies, tilting his lips into a frown. Anxiety fills my gut at his sudden change in demeanor. I reach up to rub my fingers along his jaw. “What’s wrong?”

  “You trust me?”

  I nod adamantly, immediately answering, “Yes.”

  He cups my face in both hands, the intensity in his eyes drilling into me. “I need you to hold on to that, my bella. Just for a few minutes, please hold on to that.”

  My anxiety instantly turns to dread. “You’re scaring me, Gabriel,” I whisper.

  His lips come down on mine in an intense kiss. “Just trust me, baby. You’ll understand soon enough. I’m doing this for you.”

  Before I can respond, Aldo’s hand snags my elbow and he slowly starts guiding me away from Gabriel, setting me on the couch across the room. As that happens, the intercom on Gabriel’s phone sounds through the office.

  Hitting the button on his phone, Gabriel asks, “Yes, Evelyn?”

  “Mr. Bertozzi, Miss Van Beck is here to see you.”

  “What?” I screech in outrage. I try to stand, but Aldo places a firm hand on my shoulder.

  I can see Gabriel’s plea to trust him the moment I make eye contact, and I don’t want to let him down again. I can’t stand the thought of doing that. He asked for my trust and I’m determined to give it to him. Sucking in a deep breath, I close my eyes and let it out slowly. When I feel calm enough, I look at Gabriel again and give a firm nod.

  “Please send her in, Evelyn.”

  I swear I hear Aldo mumble, “Show time,” under his breath, but I can’t be sure. Seconds later, the door opens and Kiersten walks in. Her sole focus is on Gabriel, leaving her oblivious to the fact there are two other people in the room with them.

  “I knew you’d eventually come to your senses,” she says in a low, seductive voice as she shuts the door behind her. Her hands tug at the belt of her trench coat, and once it’s untied, she pulls it open and lets it slide off her body and onto the floor, leaving her in nothing but a miniscule red g-string, thigh-high black stockings, and red patent leather stilettos.

  I can’t control my reaction. My mouth falls open on a gasp at her blatant, clichéd seduction tactics. This woman has no shame whatsoever. Kiersten spins around, facing Aldo and me, her eyes widen in surprise just briefly before she twists her features into an arrogant smile. She places her manicured hands on her hips, not bothering to cover up her fake tits, as she looks back and forth between Gabriel and us.

  “A little heads up we were going to be putting on a show would have been nice, baby,” she purrs to Gabriel, licking her red lips. I must be the only one in the room shocked by Kiersten’s antics. Aldo sits beside me on the couch, completely unaffected, while Gabriel just rolls his eyes.

  “For God’s sake, Kiersten put your fucking coat on. You’re embarrassing yourself,” Gabriel hisses, causing her to blanch at his harsh tone. Reaching down for her coat, she thankfully puts it on, tying it tight. Unfortunately, I’m afraid the image of her mostly naked body has been burned into my brain for eternity. No amount of bleach will be able to get rid of that cringe inducing memory.

  Gabriel continues once Kiersten is fully covered. “I called you here for a reason, and it wasn’t to get back into your loose snatch. Trust me; I have much better at home.”

  Kiersten scoffs at his words before shooting me a death glare. “May I ask why you requested this meeting then?”

  Gabriel removes a folder from his top drawer and tosses it onto his desk. “I thought I made myself perfectly clear when I told you that if you messed with Marley again, I’d ruin you. But it seems my warning fell on deaf ears.”

  Kiersten moves to his desk and picks up the folder he threw down. The minute her eyes take in the pages in her hands, she turns white as a ghost. Her mouth drops open as she releases a startled choking noise.

  “Those photos were released to the public this morning,” Gabriel continues. “Aldo, what do you think the odds of her keeping her job are once her boss’s wife sees those pictures on the cover of every tabloid in the city?”

  “I’d say not too good, boss,” Aldo smirks. I’m more confused than ever. What the hell are those pictures of?

  My internal question is answered moments later. “My personal favorite is the one where she’s snorting coke off his dick,” Gabriel continues speaking to Aldo as though Kiersten isn’t even in the room. “Can’t get more incriminating than that.” Both men laugh loudly while all I can do is gawk.

  “Personally, I think wifey’s gonna be pissed when she sees her husband likes to be tied up and have a nine inch dildo shoved up his ass,” Aldo clips, turning his eyes to Kiersten. “The bitch is really into some sick shit, if you ask me. Never took you for
one to wear a strap on, Kiersten.”

  “I’m fairly certain she’ll be disinherited when dear ol’ dad sees his daughter enjoys a little double penetration with his golf buddies as well.” Gabriel turns from Aldo and addresses Kiersten. “I’m shocked the wrinkly dicks weren’t more of a turn off. I mean, what were they? Like, eighty? No accounting for taste.”

  “Gross,” I whisper, my words slipping out.

  Kiersten’s icy eyes cut to me before she turns back to Gabriel. “I can’t believe…why?” she asks, still in complete shock.

  “I warned you,” he responds drily, as if the conversation is boring him tremendously. “I told you to leave Marley alone, but you just didn’t listen. Oh, and before you decide to leak those photos you so stupidly sent to my girlfriend, you should know I’ve already had some very talented people hack your accounts. Those pictures no longer exist.”

  “Baby—” Kiersten croaks, her voice filled with tears.

  “Don’t baby me, you stupid cunt. I told you this would happen. I take threats to Marley very personally. You dug your own grave with this one. Now, please, escort yourself from the building before I have security do it. I doubt you’d want to add to the public humiliation already coming your way.”

  Dropping the photos to the floor, Kiersten charges around his desk. Gabriel’s already on his feet to stave off whatever attack she’s planned, but she surprises him by throwing her arms around his neck and holding on for dear life. “Gabe, I love you,” she cries desperately. “We can get past this. I forgive you, baby.” Her desperation is just sad, but I’ve had enough of her hands being on my boyfriend. I quickly make my way to them as Gabriel tries to pry her arms from around him.

  “Don’t fucking touch him,” I hiss as I grab her by the hair and yank her back as hard as I can.

  “You stupid bitch,” she shrieks once I’ve let go. “I’m going to kill you! This is all your fault!” She launches herself at me, but before she’s able to get her dragon claws on me, Gabriel is on her, moving faster than I’ve ever seen him move. In a blink, his hand is wrapped around her throat and he’s shoving her violently against the wall.