I melded myself against his chest. “I’m so sorry.” I meant it.
“I know you are.” He kissed my hair. “But I’m still really fucking pissed at you.”
I held him tighter. “I know. And I don’t blame you…I shouldn’t have gone behind your back.” He was upset with me, but now that I’d seen how I’d hurt him, I was even more upset with myself.
I went quiet for a minute after that, my mind racing.
Gabe pulled back. “What is it?”
I bit my lip. “This is going to sound crazy, but I’m worried about Clive.”
“That does sound crazy.”
“I know.” I nodded. “But he was unkempt. He had a nasty-looking beard, his shirt was rumpled. He didn’t even notice us for a few minutes, he was so wrapped up in his phone. It wasn’t like him at all. He’s always so meticulous.”
“He’s been busy selling your secrets to the Chinese,” Gabe said. “He’s been living at his office.”
“But he sold them faulty technology.”
Gabe watched my face. “And you’re worried about him because of that?”
I nodded. “He sounded like he’d given up. Like he’d accepted his failure, and now he was waiting for judgment. Both of us keep taking turns saying that we’re going to do something bad to Clive, but now that it sounds like someone else might do it…”
“You don’t have the stomach for it. That’s because you’re a good person.” Gabe sighed, pulling me back to him and wrapping his arms protectively around me. “We don’t know what his deal is with Jiàn Innovations—if they even still have a deal. If they already bought the specs, I don’t know why they’re in contact with him. It sounds like he’s afraid of them, and that we should be too. But I can’t make myself worry about Clive, babe. He took this upon himself, and even though we don’t know the exact circumstances, I am fully prepared to have him lie in the bed he made for himself.”
He leaned down and kissed me. “I don’t care about keeping him safe. He can go fuck himself. You, on the other hand, are my priority. So don’t pull what you pulled today ever again. Do you finally understand that we’re in danger? Real danger?”
I nodded against him. Thoughts of Clive’s safety got pushed aside as I relished the feel of being back in Gabe’s arms.
I brushed my body against his, suddenly aware that he was stirring against me. “I can try to make it up to you.”
“That’s not fighting fair,” he said gruffly. “I’m not ready to forgive you.”
I ran my hands across his chest and over his stiffening cock, feeling it thicken and throb at my touch. “It doesn’t matter if it’s fair, if it’s for the greater good. You taught me that. Plus, you don’t have to forgive me…yet. But maybe you can find it in your heart to forgive me afterward?”
I unzipped his pants and pushed them down, his underwear too. His cock sprang out, enormous and fully erect. I ran my fingers down his length, feeling the wetness at his tip. I swirled it with my thumb then put my thumb in my mouth and sucked on it.
I looked up to see Gabe swallow hard. “Weren’t you a virgin just two days ago?”
I shrugged. “Only if you’re keeping score.” I took his shirt off and kissed his chest, running my hands over his taut muscles, and then he was standing before me, naked and magnificent and hard. Hard for me. He wanted me, and he’d been sick with worry about me, and he was so angry with me that he was going to lock me up in his house.
I wanted to show him what I wasn’t capable of saying to him. So I got down on my knees and took the tip of his cock in my mouth. I swirled him tentatively with my tongue and ran my hands down the base of his shaft. Then I pumped him into my mouth, licking and sucking him, loving his taste.
“Babe…what’re you doing to me?” His whole body tensed, the cords in his neck straining. “I’m still mad at you. But that feels so fucking good.”
I felt pure satisfaction at his words. Using sex that way might arguably be wrong, but I couldn’t stand the distance between us. He moaned above me, and I loved not only his taste but the feeling of power I had over him. He groaned again, and I took him deeper, relishing the fact that he liked what I was doing. He thrust a little into my mouth, and I took it, in spite of his length and width. Then I sucked him harder, my hands continuing to circle him.
His hips bucked, almost as if he couldn’t help himself, before he shuddered and moaned, then went still. I could hear his ragged breathing. “Holy fuck. Stop—stop.”
I pulled back and looked up at him, suddenly afraid. Had I done something wrong?
He pulled me up and set me on my feet. “Jesus Christ.”
I’d been operating on pure instinct. Was it bad? “Did I do that wrong?”
He let out a short bark of laugher. “Hell no. But I have plans for you. Go. Now,” he commanded, pointing to his bedroom. “To my bed. Get your clothes off and wait for me. I’m going to be inside you shortly. And then I’m going to make you scream my name. Multiple times, until I’m satisfied.”
Apprehension and pleasure coursed thr