awareness.
The man was relentless. He gripped her head tighter as he consumed her mouth. His commanding presence made her weak. Never before had he been so controlling.
Gabe snaked his other hand around her lap and rested it on her hip. Becca sighed and shifted her body against his. He groaned and tilted his head to deepen the kiss. If she tried to move, he’d curl his fingers into her flesh, preventing her from coming up for air.
She felt as if she was drowning, but it didn’t care. Who needed to breathe anyway? She kissed him back with all of the pent-up emotion she felt. Gabe was so intense and wild, so different from anything she had ever felt before. Becca loved every second of it.
He slipped his fingers down her hip and hooked them into her bikini bottoms. With a smooth, swift stroke, he tore them down the side of her leg, breaking the thin strap in the process. Becca gasped as he dragged his mouth away from hers and kissed her jaw and neck.
“What are you doing?” Did she really sound so breathless?
“You belong to me, Rebecca,” he murmured against her skin. “Do you understand? You’re mine.” He ran his tongue against a sensitive spot at the base of her throat. “Don’t you ever forget it.”
“Yes.” Oh God, yes. This is what she was missing, what she craved. The fact that Gabe knew her needs better than she did made her tremble in his arms.
Gabe eased her back against the car seat and kissed his way down her chest. “I’m going to ruin you for everyone else.” He hooked his finger under her bikini top and pulled. The thin fabric snapped as it tore off her skin. “Whenever you flirt, whenever you touch another man, you’re going to remember this moment. You’re going to remember me.” He took her nipple into his mouth. She cried out as he sucked her sensitive flesh, sending lightening bolts of pleasure through her body.
She loved this new Gabe. Becca wanted was to feel him over her, on top of her, inside her…
Becca looked down at his dirty-blond head and threaded her fingers through his hair. “Fuck, Gabe, you’re amazing.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” Gabe let go of her breast, grabbed her hips and yanked her body back along the length of the seat. Becca squealed as he wedged her legs apart and settled himself between them. She grasped at his swimsuit, but he drew back just out of reach. She whimpered as he straightened and looked down at her with an intense, penetrating stare.
“Don’t orgasm until I say so, understood?”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
She swallowed, hard. “Okay.”
He returned to her nipple, teasing and stroking her until the need inside to almost painful levels. She tried to grab onto something—anything. Things were going so fast.
He slid his hands along the underside of her thighs and lifted them into the air. She loved the feel of his smooth fingers against her skin. Long and thin, they could reach the deepest part of her core with little effort. It was enough to drive her wild.
He curled his fingers into her flesh, sending out sparks of pain though her system. She grabbed the top of the seat, curling her fingers into the soft leather. He kissed a hot trail down her belly as he slid his fingers around to her ass. She groaned as he cupped her cheeks and lifted her into the air.
“That’s it, baby. I want to hear you scream.”
She couldn’t scream in a parking lot. They’d be heard by the other vacationers. “Gabe—”
He spread her legs wider apart, hooking one ankle on the top of the seat and the other on his shoulder. All the while he was kissing lower and lower.
Fuck the other guests. Gabe’s kissing was so carnal, so hungry. God, she loved it when he was rough with her.
She flung her arm back and wedged it into the door handle for balance. Becca closed her eyes and groaned as he slipped his tongue over the smooth folds of her pussy.
“You like this, don’t you?” He slid his tongue along the length of her slit.