Chapter 39 Anna
Ifall back onto the bed, and Gabriel crawls on top of me, his eyes stripping me bare before he even touches me.
He cradles my face, his thumb pressing into my lower lip, exerting just enough pressure to elicit a gasp from my parted lips.
"Are you ready for this?" he asks in a low growl that resonates in the depths of my core.
I manage a nod, my breath caught in the burning desire he's stirred within me and wrapped around us.
He leans in, claiming my mouth again in a searing kiss that stokes the fire within me. Our tongues meet, and the world begins to slip away.
Gabriel's hands move with deliberate slowness, peeling away the layers of my clothing, each inch of exposed skin igniting under his touch. I undo the buttons of his shirt, desperate to feel the heat of his body against mine.
Once we're naked, I feel the cool fabric of the sheets, telling me just how hot he's made me. His hands and mouth traverse my curves, licking my neck, nibbling, and sucking my nipples—all igniting a trail of need that pools between my legs.
As he worships my body, I feel his large cock against my thighs. I instinctively spread my legs and try to slide down, hoping to catch his throbbing shaft with my wet, aching opening.
Instead, he shifts and pins me. I arch my back in one last attempt to feel him in me, but he doesn't give in.
In one motion, he flips me over and comes down on me, kissing my shoulders and giving me gentle licks on my back.
I moan, and he takes it as a sign to keep going. He spreads my legs, and my heart rate increases with excitement.
Gabriel nibbles on my ear and whispers, "Don't worry, Bella, I'll go slow."
I shake my head, unable to even get a single word out.
I feel his weight lift off me as one hand grips me like an anchor, holding me in position as he reaches for the lube. My nerves rattle at the prospect of feeling this new pleasure, and the sound of the bottle opening makes me jump slightly.
I feel his hand release me, and he slowly starts running his fingertips up and down my back in an almost relaxing, sensual manner.
He stretches out my legs a little further, heightening the vulnerability I'm feeling.
His touch comes sudden but gentle as he slowly circles my entrance, making me moan.
He takes his time, working me open, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.
I can feel myself relaxing, yielding to him, as he slowly inserts one finger, then another, stretching me, preparing me for what's to come.
The sensation is new and intense, a mixture of pleasure and discomfort that leaves me somehow craving more.
"Relax, Anna, I won't hurt you," he says in a low voice.
"I've never, oh god, done this."
Gabriel's fingers start going slowly in and out, each thrust driving me into complete submission.
I'm now starting to crave it. Need it.
He removes his fingers, and I can feel the head of his cock pressing against my tight entrance. I can't suppress the gasp that escapes me as he begins to slide in.
"Oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh god," I call out and grip the sheets with each hand.
There's a burning stretch as he slowly pushes past the initial resistance, but the pain fades into a sensation of fullness that I've never experienced. I can feel my body relax, welcoming the pleasure his cock inside this new hole is giving me.
Gabriel starts to move, his thrusts long and slow, each one driving him deeper.
"Good girl, Anna. That's a real good girl," he says as his hands come down on my ass with a slap. He digs his fingertips into my cheeks and spreads them, giving him all he needs to fully enter me.
Once he fills me completely, he stops a moment, allowing my body to stretch around his massive cock twitching inside me.
After a few breaths, I feel him start to move, and now ready, I move with him, taking him deeper with each thrust.
My eyes roll back, and waves of delicious pleasure overtake me. I relax my grip on the sheets, my body now accustomed to his size.
"Oh fuck, Bella," he growls in between grunts. "You feel so good around my cock."
His words mixed with the intense pleasure start to push me over the edge. He leans into me, pounding, claiming, taking me.
My clit rubs against the bed with each thrust. "Keep going, keep going, I'm going to..." I yell.
I can't finish; my orgasm comes on strong, unlike anything I've ever felt before.
I scream with intoxicating pleasure as I ride out the most intense feelings ever given to me.
As I climax, my body tenses up and tightens, causing Gabriel to release deep moans.
"That's it. Take all of me," he says in between gasps of air, moving back and forth, giving me everything he has as he reaches the edge.
I feel him tense up and growl with one final thrust that reverberates through my body, almost lifting me off the bed.
I can feel his cock twitching as he releases his warm seed deep inside me. A few more gentle thrusts follow as he empties himself completely within me. After a few moments, he slowly pulls out. The fullness gives way to abandonment as he collapses onto the bed next to me.
I lay there, my legs still spread, shaking, unable to move from what I've just experienced.
I breathe in and out hard, and my sweaty hair moves in clumps up and down. We lay there, naked and intertwined, trying to catch our breath and calm our racing hearts.
After a few moments, I wipe the matted hair out of my face and turn to my side to face him.
He's laying on his back, his muscular chest going up and down rapidly. I crawl over to him, and he wraps an arm around me. I lay my head on his chest, feeling the steady rise and fall as his breathing begins to slow.
"Anna," Gabriel murmurs. "My Anna."
I lift my head to meet his gaze, seeing a mix of possessiveness and tenderness in his eyes that my soul has come to need. "I like when you say my real name," I admit softly.
While it didn't destroy my feelings when he called me Sofia during our intimate moments, it didn't hit me the same way my own name does.
"Say it again," I demand.
"Anna," Gabriel says, his voice low as his arm tightens around me.
We lay in comfortable silence for a while, both lost in our own thoughts. I don't know why, but it finally hits me that he left the door open for light.
"Oh my god, Gabriel, the door's open. Lydia probably heard us," I say, popping my head up.
He laughs. "Don't worry, I sent her home."
I relax, and he guides me back down to rest on his chest.
A few more minutes later, and my mind starts to mingle with reality.
How the fuck am I going to just leave the FBI?
I sigh out of frustration. One obstacle after another.
"What was the sigh for?" Gabriel asks, jerking his neck to look at me.
"I don't... It's just... the FBI, how am I going to just walk away?"
Gabriel tilts my chin up, his eyes meeting mine. "You think I wouldn't have thought of that? I wouldn't demand that you leave without having a plan, something to give them in exchange for your freedom."
"Wait. You have a plan? What is it?" I say with excitement and hesitation.
He smiles and leans in to kiss me.
"Get some sleep, Bella. Tomorrow, I'll tell you everything."
"But—" I start to protest.
Gabriel silences me with another kiss, deeper this time. "Trust me, Anna. By this time tomorrow, your life will never be the same."
As I settle into his arms, my mind whirls with possibilities. What could Gabriel's plan possibly be? And why do I have the feeling that "never be the same" might be an understatement?