Just One Kiss (The Town of Pearl 8)

“You are in a heap of trouble, woman.”

She ran her hands up his chest, feeling so giddy and excited. She adored him so.

“Really, Gabriele? What are you going to do?” she flirted, and his blue eyes sparkled with mischief.

He ran the palms of his hands over her ass and squeezed her to him. He covered her mouth and kissed her as he maneuvered his hand under her shirt and up her back. His lips pulled from her mouth.

“I think you’ve earned a little spanking, honey.”

“Spanking?” she asked, sounding breathless to her own ears.

He explored her neck with his lips and then nibbled against her shoulder.

“Oh yeah. Do you know what I’m going to do to you when we get back to the house?”

She shook her head. Her eyes were closed, and she was kneading her hands into his chest and shoulders as he massaged her ass and ran his other hand along her back then up to her neck.

He tilted her head back, and she stared up into his eyes.

“I’m going to strip you down, bend you over my knees, and spank this ass.”

“Really?” she whispered, trying to act so unaffected by his arousing words.

“Then, as you’re wiggling and pleading for mercy, I’m going to stroke your wet pussy and make you come on my lap. And if one of my brothers is there, I’m going to watch them eat you out and then smack this ass again.”

“Oh God, Gabriele. You’re so naughty. I don’t know why I feel so aroused,” she admitted.

He smiled as he moved the hand that was under her shirt to her cheek. He held her gaze.

“Because you want us as much as we want you. You know we own this ass, this pussy, and this body, and that turns you on. You know we want to possess you, protect you, and keep you all to ourselves, not because we’re being controlling, demanding men, but simply because we love you.”

Her eyes widened at his declaration, and a tear rolled down her cheek.

“You love me, Gabriele?” she asked, her voice cracking.

He smiled. An honest-to-goodness real smile.

“Fuck yeah.” He kissed her deeply, and she hugged him tight.

“I love you too, Gabriele. I’ve never loved anyone before and now I have four men to love.”

He lifted her up in his arms and twirled her around. She giggled, and he set her down and took her hand.

“Let’s go back to the house. I want a little alone time with you.” He ran his fingers through her hair, cupping her head. She smiled up at him as he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply. He released her lips and held her gaze with a firm expression.

“Damn, baby, I’ll never get enough of kissing you.”

He pulled her to his side, opened the driver-side door of the truck, then lifted her up so she could slide into the front seat. He closed the door, started the engine, and Lucia hugged Gabriele’s arm as they headed out of the parking lot then through town.

She thought about Maxwell, Lucifer, and Salvatore. She couldn’t wait to see them.

“I could get used to this,” she stated as she held his big, muscular arm and absorbed his cologne and manliness. Even the way he kept denying Abigail’s request for helping out with the fall festival made him seem so rugged and hard. It was like she had the ability to soften him up and make him ease from that tough demeanor.

“Get used to what?” he asked, sliding his palm up and down her inner thigh. Despite the jeans she wore, she felt the tiny vibrations of warmth go straight to her pussy.

“Having a big, sexy, strong man to cuddle with and keep me safe and warm.”

He gave her inner thigh a squeeze then pressed a little firmer against her mound.