He played her body like an instrument until she was squirming on his lap, her arousal soaking his trouser leg. He gazed down at her slit and saw her cunt leaking out her white cream.
Her ass was full and tempting. He cupped the flesh in his hands. Gabriel relished her moans. She trusted him. He’d told her he wouldn’t spank her, and she’d believed him. The trust she portrayed made the love he felt for her deeper. He would never betray her trust. Every desire she’d tell him, Gabriel would try to make a reality.
Gabriel sank two fingers inside her cunt and felt her wetness. Her teased her cl*t with his thumb feeling how aroused she was. Her pu**y clutched his fingers making his c**k stand out to attention.
She pushed back against his hand.
“Get on the bed,” he ordered her. She went to the bed as he removed his clothes. He loved the feel of her eyes on him.
His c**k sprang free, and he heard her moan. He knelt between her thighs and stared at her creamy pu**y. Burying his head between her legs, he licked, sucked, and teased her clit. When she was screaming out in pleasure and on the verge of cl**ax, he pulled away and sank inside her pu**y to the hilt. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he pushed inside her, getting as deep as he could.
Their moans mingled together, echoing off the walls of the bedroom. He f**ked her hard and fast, desperate to hear her screaming his name.
Her first orgasm hit hard. Her nails sank into the skin at his back. Before she finished getting over her first release, he turned her onto her knees and thrust inside her from behind. He rode her hard. Gabriel reached to her clit, flicking the little bud. Her begging was a beauty to hear.
He pressed inside her, his relentless lovemaking bringing her to orgasm two more times.
Gabriel knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. He wanted to fill her up with his cum. The need to take her over and over again consumed him with a burning passion he couldn’t understand.
He held onto her hips, his grip tight, and f**ked her. His orgasm went from his toes through him. He thrust inside her and growled as his cum shot out of the tip of his c**k filling up her soaking cunt.
It was the most powerful orgasm of his life. He collapsed onto the bed, taking her with him. Her head lay on his chest, his heart beating rapidly. He waited for himself to cool down.
“You really don’t need it anymore,” she said after some time had passed.
“No. You’re more than enough for me. I want you to know that if there is anything you desire, you can come to me, and I’ll do everything to make sure your needs are met.”
She chuckled, and the sound reminded him how much she’d changed over the last few months.
Amy leaned up so she was staring down at him.
“I’m not afraid,” she said. He watched her tuck some hair behind her ear. The action reminded him of her innocence.
“I know. That was a part of me, and I would hate to scare you off like this. It is nice to know I don’t have to need it anymore.”
“I’ll enjoy everything when I’m with you,” she said. “You don’t have to worry about me. I won’t break. Not with you. I love you, Gabriel, with my whole heart. I’m yours.”
He caught her head and kissed her thoroughly. “Thank you for telling me. I’m never letting you go.”
“I don’t want to be let go. I want to be Mrs. Amy Anderson.” Gabriel chuckled and kissed her. “Is William opening up a BDSM club and disguising it as a gentlemen’s club?”
He laughed. He’d been wondering how long it would take for her to figure it out. She slapped him on the chest.
“I can’t believe that man. I’ve been talking to him for weeks, and he never let on about his club or the fact you were like him.”
“I’m not like him. William is a true dominant in all things. He wouldn’t want any woman speaking out to him. When he meets the right woman she’d have to give herself over to him. I’m not like William at all.”
“I know.”
He held her hand and stared into her eyes. She was his little slice of heaven, and he would move the world to get to her.
“You have no idea how much I love you,” he said.
“I’ve got an idea, but I know I love you more.”
Gabriel chuckled once again. She made him love life by merely being in her company. “Come on.” He got to his feet and lifted her in his arms. “We’re going to Vegas. I want to get married now. Not later.”
Chapter Thirteen
Amy couldn’t believe she got married in Vegas. The Steer brothers organised everything to have them all flown out there. Her rushed wedding was the most amazing moment of her life. The people she cared about the most were there. She walked down the aisle to where Gabriel stood, and all she could see was him. The moment was magical, and it was a dream come true when he put the ring on her finger.
Their honeymoon was even more a fantasy as he took her travelling around Europe. Mia and Billy were with them, which made her feel like a proper family. When they got home from their trip life went back to normal. CapeFalls was undergoing many changes. Most of the anger was now directed at William. She found her trips into town entertaining when he accompanied her. He liked to show the townfolk that he wasn’t scared of a little public sneering.
About three months into married life Gabriel told her he had a present for her to celebrate their three month marriage anniversary. She didn’t argue with him. Gabriel tended to get his own way. He was insatiable and found making love to her the most exciting thing in his life. She knew he was shocked by his lack of need for the BDSM. She was shocked, too. Mia and Billy were spending another night with Laura. She had Gabriel all to herself, and she wanted to take advantage of their time together.
He’d organised the whole thing, and she went along with him. Gabriel had brought nothing but happiness into her life, and she wouldn’t question him now.
That morning over breakfast while the children were watching television, Gabriel had whispered to her what he was going to do to her. She’d been in a state of bliss all day waiting and preparing for him.
Amy stared at the bedroom before her. Her heart pounded inside her chest. Her palms were sweaty, and she couldn’t tear her gaze away from the bed. It was so large and dominated the whole area of the room. There were four posts, and she thought about what Gabriel had told her. A few weeks ago she’d told him about a scene in one of Dean’s books about a woman being bound to a bed while another man watched. The scene had surprised her, but the thought of being lusted after by another man made her ni**les ache and her cl*t pulse. Since then, Gabriel had used a couple of silk ties to see how she fared. He was patient with her. She liked the thought of being open for him. It was a strange sensation. The feel of the silk against her wrists turned her on. Would he tie her to the bed this weekend and have his wicked way with her? He’d told her he was different. The passions he possessed were not the most conventional, and she liked that about him. She curled her fingers around the post at the bottom right hand side. The hard wood was sturdy.