Chapter 11

11

CALEB

H ow many days did I sit at this desk and think about Gabriella? I would watch the time tick away, eagerly anticipating the moment when I could finally see her. Now here she is coming to me. I have spent most of my days in this office. Usually, that’s all I do. Until I had her in my home. Then I didn’t want to leave.

“You don’t have any personal touches in here.” I push back from my desk so she can step between my thighs. It’s been too long since I had my mouth on her pussy. Every damn morning I have my mouth all over her. I can’t get enough of her. The more I have, the more I want. It’s never-ending.

“You can do anything you want to my office, sweetheart.” Her lips turn up in a smile, giving me her dimples. I grip her hips in my hands. I stopped by the office to check on a few things and grab the phone I’d ordered for Gabriella.

I had previously allowed my assistant to bring things up to me and leave them on the bench outside my elevator, but I was uncomfortable with the thought of someone entering our home. Now that I have Gabriella, it feels much more personal. I don’t want anyone getting too close.

“You always say I can do whatever I want.” She rests her hands on my shoulders.

“Then let me do what I want.” I slide my hands to her ass and lift her up onto my desk. Her legs part; her body knows what I want, and it wants it too.

I’m trying to get her addicted to me before she finds out how obsessed I am with her. How much time and effort I put into making sure she ended up with me. That might scare her away. I don’t want to fathom what I might do if she tried to leave.

I want her to choose to be with me. My girl is so full of life and sweetness that while I don’t want to share her, I know I can’t keep her from the world. I merely want to live in it beside her. To know that she comes home to our bed every night. To bask in the aura that surrounds her for the rest of my life. I could learn to deal with others if it meant she'd always be mine. Besides, I reason with myself that she needs me too. I have to protect her sweetness from anyone who would dare try to take it from her. She has never had someone in her life to look out for her, and I’ve now appointed myself to that position.

“I love when you wear skirts.” I push the skirt up, grab her tights, and pull them down her legs, taking her panties with them.

“Caleb?” Gabriella licks her lips, glancing back toward my office door.

“Trust me, I’d never let anyone see what's mine.” I pull her ass to the edge of the desk, spreading her wide.

I’m never going to be able to sit at this desk again and not get hard. This is all I'll ever be able to think about. How did I go from being a man who never gave sex much thought to now obsessing over it?

“I trust you. I—” Her words are cut off when I cover her pussy with my mouth and suck. My tongue flicks over her clit and then goes in circles as I suck on her at the same time. I slowly work a finger into her.

This is something I’d yet to do. I was worried I might lose it and take things too far too quickly. I know I’m not going to pop her cherry on my desk. I may be an asshole to the rest of the world, but I will never be an asshole to my sweet girl.

I thrust it in and out. When she starts to moan, I reach up and put my hand over her mouth. Her eyes widen for a second.

“No one hears you but me.” They turn soft at my words, her head dropping back. I return to feasting on her. I keep making circles around her clit as I work a second finger into her.

When my fingers find that sweet spot inside of her, I suck on her little nub. Gabriella cries out as her orgasm hits. Her pussy squeezes my fingers and pulses as if she's trying to hold on. My cock aches to feel it wrapped around it. Soon enough, she’ll be screaming my name as I drive my cock into her until she creams all over it.

That thought alone almost breaks my resolve. I can’t take it anymore. The need to mark her overcomes me. I abruptly stand, undoing my belt and pulling my cock out. With only a few strokes, I’m coming. My cum sprays across her thighs and pussy. I rub my cock against her pussy as more cum leaks from the head while smearing it all into her skin.

I drag the head of my cock down to her opening and keep jacking my dick as I press it there, her pussy kissing the tip of my cock. More cum shoots from my cock. I can’t seem to stop. She doesn’t ask me to, either. She watches me. A flush runs up her neck and to her cheeks as she gasps for air and then squirms, feeling me release inside of her.

I press my thumb to her clit and stroke her to another orgasm. Her pussy flutters around the tip of my dick, sucking my release inside of her.

Gabriella lies sprawled out on my desk. I lean down, slipping my hand behind her neck to cup it. I bring her up, meeting her halfway to take her mouth in a kiss. I feel her smile against my cheek before her fingers brush my cock, making me groan.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t what?” She playfully bites my bottom lip. “You have never let me touch or see it before.” Gabriella lets out a small huff.

This woman is a bright light in my dark life. Now that I’ve found her, I know without a doubt that I would never survive without her. That should scare the shit out of me, but what would be the point of that? I’m already way past the point of any kind of return.