Scandal Never Sleeps (The Perfect Gentlemen 1)

He glided his hand up her thigh and torso, grazing the side of her breast until his fingertips brushed the back of her neck. Sensation sizzled down her spine. Then slowly, he dragged the zipper down with a muted hiss.

“I love undressing you. It’s like unwrapping my favorite gift.” He leaned in and nuzzled her neck. “Every time I see you, all I want to do is get you naked and claim every part of you.”

Biting back a little gasp, she let him drag her dress down her shoulders. She leaned back, giving him space to drag the sleeves down her arms. The dress fell to her waist, baring her bra. His stare fell to her chest, his breathing now ragged. He tugged at his tie, pulling at it as if he couldn’t quite breathe.

His reaction made her feel so powerful. If someone had told her last week that today she would be stripping in a limo for the most beautiful man she’d ever met, she would have told them they were crazy. She wasn’t some sexy thing. At least she’d never felt that way. But Gabriel had changed that. Changed her. She couldn’t help but feel beautiful because he looked at her with such desire in his eyes. He never let her hide behind her insecurities—and she had no need in the face of his honest passion. Even if they parted tomorrow, she’d be forever grateful that he’d helped her find a new confidence.

Everly unhooked the clasp of her bra and let her breasts bounce free. The minute she bared them, he licked his lips like a wolf scenting prey. He was ready to make her his meal.

“Put your arms behind your back.”

“You’re bossy.”

He jerked his head from side to side. “I’m desperate. Put your arms behind your back or I’ll be forced to do something drastic and ruin these very nice slacks.”

Gabriel was usually in control. Everly liked knowing she could make him come so close to losing it.

Biting her lip, she grasped her hands behind her back. Her breasts thrust out and her nipples peaked as though anticipating his touch.

“Do you know how beautiful you are to me?” He palmed both breasts, his big hands cupping her.

“I know you make me feel that way.”

“I want to be with you, Everly. And I don’t mean only right now. I don’t want this to end.” He looked up at her, his face filled with a question she didn’t know how to answer because she wasn’t sure quite what he was asking for. He surely couldn’t be asking for a real commitment. She couldn’t possibly think about that now.

“Don’t make me wait,” she murmured instead. “Please.”

He leaned in and kissed her breast, licking the turgid peak. He primed the sensitive tip, swirling around and up, flicking it with his tongue before he nipped the end with his teeth. The sensation shot straight to her sex. She gasped.

“You don’t believe me,” he murmured. “You think I’ll discard you, but I won’t, baby. I intend to protect you, Everly. I choose you. I’ll stand by you. Even if you try to leave me because you think it’s best for us or whatever, I’ll come for you. I’ll convince you.”

Easy to say in the heat of passion, but could things actually work out between them? She could eventually forgive the stupid things he’d said to his sister. But he was still the glamorous boy, and she was the ordinary girl falling for him. So she found it hard to trust that the words he spoke now were any more real than what he’d told Sara. Everly understood that Gabriel’s life experiences had taught him to be wary, and she understood why he hadn’t trusted her in the beginning. She wanted to believe she truly meant something to him, that they could grow together. How did she simply believe this stunning man wanted her beyond sex? Could they overcome all the issues between them and possibly build a future?

And then she couldn’t think anymore because he sucked her nipple between his lips and pulled her close. He tugged on her, sending jagged pleasure racing through her system.

“I need more.” He eased her down on the seat. She could feel the car rolling over the road underneath her, the rhythm somehow soothing.

He pushed her dress up, and before she could protest, he whisked her underwear off her hips and down her legs. Tossing them aside, he shoved the dress farther up and stared between her legs.

Her hungry wolf had become hungrier.

“Won’t Dax be stopping soon?” The question came out in a breathless rush. “Maybe we should wait until we get back to Connor’s place.”

But she didn’t want to wait. The minute they stopped and the limo door opened, the world would invade again. They would have to debrief Connor on everything that had happened, and it would be hours before they could be alone again.

But she also didn’t want to appear in tomorrow’s tabloids with her dress around her waist and Gabriel between her legs.

He didn’t seem to have the same concerns as he crouched down and kissed his way up her thighs. “He won’t stop until I tell him to. I wanted to be alone with you. I want to taste you again. Did I ever tell you how fucking good your flavor is on my tongue?”

His mouth hovered over her pussy, and all thoughts of stopping slipped away. He nosed her, rubbing his face right against her most sensitive parts. Everything he did felt so good, so right. It was a bit forbidden and so intimate it made her heart swell.

“I love it when you taste me.”

His head came up, his eyes flaring. “Do you?”

A little smile played at his lips before his head disappeared between her legs again, teeth scraping over her inner thigh.

“I think about you touching me all the time.” Everly gasped, her fingers raking into his short hair.

He pulled back and cupped her thigh, his fingers whispering over her clit. “Like this?”

She moaned, her whole body tensing. “More.”

“Then tell me what you want. Tell me what you need. What does this sweet little pussy want from me?”

“Kiss me.”

“Oh, I can do that.” He laid a little kiss right above her clit. “See. I’m very good at kissing you.”

Bastard. She didn’t miss his smirk. He was enjoying the chance to torment her and intended to make her work for it. “No. Lick me.”

He ran his tongue along one side of her labia, then the other, in a slow slide that drove her mad. “Your wish is my command.”

“Damn it, Gabriel. I want your tongue everywhere. Devour me. Make me ache and scream and come.” She stared at him. “No one else can make me feel like you do.”

“That’s what I wanted to hear.”

He lowered his mouth to her, and she gasped at the first long drag of his tongue. Her head fell back, and Everly could do nothing except surrender. She’d yearned for the pleasure, the give and take, the moments when she surrendered to him. But it would mean so much more if they had a future. She wanted to be his partner—in pleasure, in business, in life.

Her thoughts scattered as his tongue worked its magic. “Gabriel . . .”

“Spread wider, baby.” He shoved her knees apart, wedging his shoulders in between.

Panting, she drowned in the exquisite bliss. One of his fingers parted her folds, breached her. It felt so good, awakened a whole new hunger in her. She pressed against it, trying to coax him to penetrate deeper, move faster. But he continued that steady, driving rhythm that made her body tighten, made tingles form, made breathing almost impossible.

He hurtled her toward the pinnacle of desire. Everly scratched at his scalp, tried to wrap her legs around his shoulders—anything for the extra bit of sensation that would drive her over. He refused to be rushed or alter her slow, maddening slide into insanity.

When she whimpered, he tongued her clit, then glanced up at her. His lips glistened with her arousal. “You want more.”

It wasn’t a question.

“You know I do.”

“Then ask me for it.”

“More, Gabriel. Now.” She wanted to shout her demand at him. She’d been so close to falling over the edge. “Give me more . . .”

He seemed determined to torture her. “More of what? More of my fingers or do y

ou want my cock?”

There was no doubt in her mind what she wanted. “I need you inside me, Gabriel. Hard. Fast. Fill me.”

His face lit with dangerous satisfaction. “Absolutely, but I want you to work for it, baby. I intend to make this ride last awhile.”

He lowered his lips to her again, and Everly gasped, every muscle tensing as he drove her toward stunning pleasure again.

In this, they were in synch. Like him, she wanted this magic to go on forever.

• • •

Gabe reveled in everything about her. As he stroked his tongue along her tender flesh and thrust a second finger deep inside her, he couldn’t help but take in everything. She smelled so good. Womanly and sweet. He was fairly certain he would die still remembering the taste of her arousal on his tongue. Her skin was so soft that he was worried about leaving a mark on her thighs from his damn whiskers, but he hadn’t had time for an afternoon shave.