GABE (Silicon Valley Billionaires 2)

“What, babe?” He feigned innocence.

“Should we really be doing this right before I meet your mother?”

“Can you maybe not talk right now?” He tied the tie carefully in a knot, then tested it, making sure it wouldn’t give. Then he grinned, his dimple on full display. “Babe, I am going to fuck you like this. From behind. While I bend you over. Hard. Deep. And you aren’t going to be able to get away from me.”

My body shook in anticipation. I licked my lips again. “I don’t ever want to get away from you.”

“You might in a minute.” His grin turned wicked. “When you’re begging to come, and I won’t let you until I say it’s time.”

I groaned—not this again.

“Just relax, babe. I love you. You can trust me.”

“I know—so can you hurry up?”

He chuckled, then undid my bra a

nd freed my breasts, which felt heavy and full as he took them in his hands. He caressed my sensitive nipples and rubbed his cock against my ass—my panties were already drenched. He grabbed the thin material of the bikini strap and ripped them off me.

He held up the flimsy scraps of material. “Too bad. These were nice.” He pulled my hair back and kissed my neck as I relished the feel of his naked, hard body against mine.

All that was left were the heels. And his tie, tight around my wrists.

“One more thing. I’m going to blindfold you.”

My heart rate quickened as he placed another tie gently over my eyes and fastened it at the back of my head. “I just want you to feel.” He kissed my neck. “I want you to forget everything else.” With my sight gone, the painful rush of desire between my legs seemed that much sharper and in focus. I noticed again how hard I was breathing. He had me now. I couldn’t see, and I couldn’t use my hands. I was naked and defenseless against him, and all I wanted was his dick.

He sure knew what he was doing.

I backed up against his cock. He grunted, then laughed a little. “This is why I had to tie you up. Otherwise, you’d just get your way. Now lean over as far as you can. I want to see you.”

With my hands tied to the bedpost, I could only bend over enough to expose my sex. I heard Gabe kneel behind me, then he exhaled hotly against my slit. “This is fucking perfect,” he said as he dove in. He licked me from back to front. By the time he reached my clit and pulled it between his teeth, I was quivering, already close to coming.

So of course, he stopped. Dammit. He took the tender bud in between his teeth again, making me cry out. He stuck two fingers inside me, fucking me insistently, until I was about to explode. Then he pulled them out and took his mouth off me, leaving me on the edge. My body shook, desperately wanting the release Gabe was keeping from me.

I heard him stand up and finally felt his cock between my legs. He trailed it up and down my slit, getting it slick with wetness, and allowed me to grind my clit against it for a few glorious moments. Then he grabbed my hips and positioned himself against me. “Lean back toward me. We don’t have much time.” His voice was thick and urgent.

I used my wrist restraints to hold me up as I leaned back. Gabe’s hands were on me, pulling me down onto the head of his glorious erection. He proceeded to thrust into me, entering me swiftly, all the way. Holy fuck. He went so deep, I saw stars underneath my blindfold. He held on to my hips and bounced me up and down on his hard length, grunting, finding his own fast, hard pace.

I groaned and bucked against him, wanting to feel him explode deep inside me, needing my own release. He continued to thrust, and I continued to take it—he was in deep, thrusting hard, unyielding, just the way I liked it. Gabe held me tight, grunting. I could feel the power of his orgasm building as he flexed his hips and cursed—and then poured his hot release into me. My body clenched and shook around him. His fingers went to my clit and circled it, pushing me over the edge, my whole world going white as I almost blacked out from the intensity of my orgasm.

My body rocked against him. Then eventually, utterly depleted, I went limp. He carefully pulled out and, without letting go of me, undid the tie around my hands. I weakly pulled off the blindfold as we collapsed onto the bed. My legs felt like jelly.

Gabe opened one eye and looked at me, a satisfied smile on his face.

“What?” I could only manage the one syllable.

“I love you.” He kept his eye open. He clearly had something else to say.

“And what else?”

He closed his eye, still grinning. “And you better get cleaned up—you have to meet my mother in fifteen minutes.”

“Ugh—stop!”

He held up the tie he’d blindfolded me with. “How about I wear this tonight?”

“Shut up.”