Page 31 of Forbidden Sins
His chest rose and fell with his breath, and he looked long and slow up her body, until he reached her eyes. “Let’s finish it.”
Thank God.She breathed out a sigh of relief.
Gabe helped her step down from the table, and once her feet were on the floor, she put her hand on his chest and pushed him back into his chair, following him down, straddling his thighs. Gripping his lapels in her fists, she leaned in and grazed his ear with her lips. “Here’s how this is going to work, Gabe,” she whispered. “I know you’re big on control, but now it’s my turn.” She kissed his lips hard—she held the power now—and before he could say anything in response, Ellie slithered off his lap, and onto the floor, to kneel between his knees.
“Ell... You don’t have to do this,” he murmured, but her fingers gripped him and slid up and down his length. He pushed his hips forward into her fist. “Oh Christ,” he sighed.
“Don’t worry. I want to,” she assured him, before her lips closed over the head of his dick. She brought her head down, taking as much of him as she could, before rising, stopping at the crest before taking him all the way again.
“Fuck,” he said, putting his hand on her head, wrapping her hair in his fist. “That’s incredible.” She used one hand on his shaft, but when she cupped his balls with her other hand, he began thrusting into her mouth. She could feel his desperation, knew he was close, but before she could bring him to completion, he put his hands on her cheeks and gently pushed her away.
She got the hint and rose up to straddle his lap again. She licked the side of his throat, and then trailed up to his ear. “Why did you stop me?” she whispered, before taking the lobe between her teeth. He groaned. Ellie knew that she was killing him.
He pulled her close, and the contact brought his hard dick against her still-clothed pussy. She rocked her hips against him, her clit throbbing with the light contact. “Because I couldn’t wait another second to have you.” Shifting slightly, he reached for the table, where he’d put his wallet. He pulled out a condom. In seconds, he’d ripped the foil, and had the latex rolled over his pulsing shaft. With a rough tug, he pulled Ellie’s panties to the side, and she lowered herself over him. At the contact, they both stilled, but then Ellie went into action, raising and lowering herself over him.
Gabe pulled down her bra and closed his lips over one of her nipples, nipping her, making her cry out. He spread his palms over her back, holding her close as she rode his cock, taking every ounce of pleasure she could, and giving it back to him. Riding him, the wonderfully rough friction of her lace panties against her clit, and the way he filled her quickly brought her over the edge. She gripped his shoulders, and in a move to stop herself from screaming out, she dug her teeth into the warm skin of his throat.
In her ear, he grunted his release and he stiffened beneath her.
“God, Ellie,” he whispered against her bare shoulder, breathing against her sensitive nerve endings. “That was amazing.”
“Yeah,” she said, realizing that she had to disengage from him. He let her, and she stood on wobbly legs, walking to the other side of the room to collect her dress. She could feel his eyes on her as she straightened the material of her dress over her body.
“That probably shouldn’t have happened here,” Gabe told her. “I know we promised to keep this separated from our jobs. But, Ellie, you make me lose all control. I just can’t help myself around you. But I don’t regret it.”
“You’re right,” Ellie agreed. “Even though we had an agreement, it was fun, wasn’t it?”
“Doesn’t mean it won’t happen again,” he told her with a smile. She took it as almost a warning.
“I know,” she agreed, and took several steps until she was standing in front of him. Her hands flattened against his chest, while his found her hips, pulling her closer. “I know that we agreed this would be temporary, just until the annulment.” She shook her head. “There’s no way to stop this, is there?”
Gabe paused and kissed her. Already his lips and taste were familiar. She wasn’t sure how the man had already imprinted himself on her senses. “I don’t know how,” he muttered, before turning serious. “But I feel like we need to talk about something first.”
“What is it?”
“If we’re having this relationship, or whatever this is,” he added too quickly for her liking. “I don’t think I can, or should, be your mentor.”
That made Ellie pause. She and Gabe worked great together. “Why not?”
Even though she knew the reasons why, Gabe listed them—propriety, office politics, it was risky to both of their careers. He had a power imbalance over her. She knew all of that, but Ellie didn’t care. She couldn’t fight the way she felt around Gabe.
“I agree that what we’re doing is inappropriate,” she said, carefully choosing her words. “I know it puts us both at risk. But there’s no one else I would rather have by my side in my career. I can learn a lot from you, professionally. So if you think we have to end one aspect of our relationship, either physically or professionally,” she took a deep breath, “it needs to be the physical.” As she said the words, she felt a pain in her chest. She wanted Gabe in every way. But if he was making her choose, she could still make the right decision for her future.
“Is that what you want?” he asked her.
“No. It isn’t at all. I want both. And Gabe, I’m not some young ingenue, I know exactly what I want. You.”
He didn’t say anything for a moment. But then he nodded again, his serious frown turning upward. “Let’s go to my house.”
Ellie couldn’t wait to go to his home. To see the kind of person he was outside of the walls of the law office. She wanted to know the real Gabe. But as she smiled, watching Gabe collect their things, his words rang through her head.
I know this is temporary...
Yes. It was temporary. They were just having fun until their annulment was finalized. Gabe finished up, putting his laptop in his shoulder bag.
He smiled at her. “Ready to go?”
Ellie nodded. For once she wished she’d met Gabe under different circumstances. That she didn’t work at his firm, that he wasn’t so close to her father. That they hadn’t had a drunken Vegas wedding. Whether or not they were temporary, it didn’t mean that she wouldn’t enjoy every second that she could get with Gabe. “Yeah,” she told him, wishing she could take his hand as they walked out of the building. “Let’s go.”