Once Upon A Time(69)

“Shit,” I hissed.

Gabriel’s thrusts were becoming frantic and uneven and I knew without a doubt that we’d come together. With two more hard thrusts, my entire world fell apart as the orgasm crashed through me.

“Gabriel.” I moaned.

A growl vibrated through his chest as he threw his head back, one more thrust as my name whispered across his lips.

“Fuck. Payton.” He groaned as our bodies sagged and I laid my head on his chest.

I smiled as I inhaled his unique scent.

It smelled like home.





I WOKE WITH A START.

Blinking, I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness and after a couple of seconds I could see outline of the room I was in. I must’ve fallen asleep not long after Gabriel and I had sex in his office. Turning to my left, I came face to face with the gorgeous man. I quickly realized we were in his bed, both naked and his arms wrapped tightly around me.

I smiled as I gazed at his features. The usually tense and emotionless expressions he wore were replaced with a soft, angelic look as he breathed softly beside me. Turning, I reached for my cell which had been placed on the bedside cabinet. I read the time and decided I should probably tell Kylie I was staying the night; even though it was 3am, I didn’t want her to worry.



ME: Staying over. Don’t worry, I’ll tell you the details tomorrow at work.



Sighing, I decided to check my emails considering I’d left work early. Opening the app, I noticed an email from Kate. Oh shit.



To: paytonmiller@bluestonepr.com

From: katemckenna@bluestonepr.com

Meeting

Payton,

See me in my office tomorrow at 9am.

Don’t be late.

Kate



I furrowed my brow, wondering what the meeting could entail. As usual, Kate had been vague in her email. I presumed it had something to do with Alpha's opening night, considering it was only a couple of days away. With the meeting on my mind, I placed my cell back on the bedside cabinet and with Gabriel’s arms tight around my waist, I feel into a deep sleep.

“Good morning, princess.”

I groaned and tried to roll over but there was something stopping me. Sighing, I opened my eyes to find Gabriel peppering kisses over my abdomen as he rested between my legs. His palms rested on my inner thighs, exposing me in the most delicious way.

“Good morning,” I croaked, my mouth dry from last night's alcohol and extracurricular activities.

“You sound delicious this morning.” He chuckled, bending his head and inhaling hard between my thighs. “And smell fucking addicting too.”

I chuckled but the quickly stopped as he took a single swipe of his tongue along the apex of my left thigh. I moaned as the sleepiness quickly subsided and in its place was unfaltering pleasure as his tongue trailed a path between my folds.

“Does this count as breakfast?” I asked breathlessly, panting as he worked my pussy like a pro.

“No.” He growled, nibbling on my clit before swiping his tongue across it. “This is breakfast, lunch and dinner.”

Without as much as a warning, he plunged a finger inside me, all while working his tongue on my clit. It was a meal to remember as I came hard on his lips only moments later.

Sitting on his knees, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a sitting position in the middle of the bed before kissing me fiercely, the taste of my arousal on his lips. Pulling back he smirked and I didn’t think he could look any more damn beautiful.

“What time do you need to be at work?” he asked, checking his wristwatch.

Work? Ah shit!

“Fuck!” I yelped, jumping from the bed to locate my scattered clothing. “What time is it?”

He chuckled. “It’s seven-thirty. I have to be at the office for eight so I opted for an early breakfast.” He shrugged.

I rolled my eyes before my gaze landed on my clothes. Quickly, I threw them on, realizing I’d need to go home before going to the office to shower and find some fresh clothing. I had a meeting with Kate at nine and suddenly, my nerves took off.

Turning to Gabriel, I paused and gazed at him for a moment before asking some questions I needed answers to.

“What’s this game we are playing?” I asked, trying to figure out if I was just another notch on his bedpost or if I was there because he needed to screw me out of his head.

“I don’t play games, Payton.” He growled. “I’ve told you that before. You’re not a game, this isn’t a game. The minute you walked into my office, I knew I’d never be rid of you. You challenge me, you’re stubborn and uncontrollable. You’re different from the women I’ve met in my time. You drive me crazy.” He stood from the bed, moving to my side.

“What about my job?” I asked. “I can’t exactly announce that we’re sleeping together. I’d lose my job.”