Breaking Down(The Garage Series Book 2)(3)By: Holly Renee
Gabe’s rough fingers trailed from my back to my stomach as he moved in front of me. He didn’t make a move at first. He just stared. He stared into my eyes before his gaze slowly moved down my body to my breasts that were pushed forward due to my arms being pinned behind my back. He seemed to be so in control but just barely. I could feel him simmering just under the surface.
Gabe leaned forward and softly kissed my neck. His thumbs snaked their way into the edge of my shorts and panties, and he slowly dragged them down my legs as his mouth trailed the same path down my skin.
He didn’t pull his mouth from my body until he was on his knees in front of me. It was a sight that almost killed me. He looked so powerful yet so vulnerable in front of me. His eyes were hard but his pain couldn’t be hidden. He leaned his forehead against my stomach and took in a shuddering breath.
I tugged on my arms. I wanted to comfort him. I needed to hold him and tell him that we would get through anything together. I needed him to know that I was here for him. It was the first time he had ever let himself be vulnerable in front of me, and I needed him as much as he needed me.
My arms were locked into place and no matter how hard I pulled I couldn’t get them loose.
“Gabe,” I whispered.
He looked back up at me then, and just like that, the moment was gone. No longer was he looking hurt and vulnerable. That Gabe was long gone, and the cocky, smooth Gabe was in his place.
“Don’t worry, baby. I got you.” His cocky smirk took over his face seconds before he ran his tongue through my center.
The argument that was on the tip of my tongue disappeared instantly, and I struggled to hold myself up. Gabe must have felt my legs shaking as he was bringing me to the brink of ecstasy because his hands grabbed my ass roughly, and he pushed me harder against his mouth.
“Oh God, Gabe.” My body felt like it was about to explode and somehow every feeling was intensified by the fact that I couldn’t move my arms. I had never let anyone restrain me in any way before. There had never been that level of trust.
Gabe held me up as he brought my body to a point it had never reached before. My orgasm ripped through my body, the pleasure shooting through every inch of me. I screamed out his name and would have fallen if it wasn’t for his rough hands.
Gabe stood from his knees and led me to my couch. My body was lax as he leaned me down over the back of the couch and my arms pulled tightly behind me.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” His gruff voice was almost drowned out by the sound of his zipper.
I turned my head back to look at him, but his dark silhouette was all I could see over my shoulder. His arms tugged his shirt over his head before he moved his body directly behind mine. When his length pressed into me for the first time, I whimpered. I had never wanted someone so much in my entire life.
He slid his cock back and forth through my wetness before I heard the tear of a condom. He lined himself up with me, wrapped his hand in my hair, and slowly slid inside.
His control lasted for only a moment before he let loose and began fucking me like he was dying for my body.
My back arched almost painfully as he fisted my hair. His free hand ran slowly down the arch of my back and left a trail of chill bumps in their wake. I relaxed my body and pressed further into his thrusts.
“Good girl.” The compliment seemed to clash with his next move as he slapped my ass hard enough that I felt the sting. It startled me momentarily before a pull started low in my belly again. I squirmed underneath him as a moan slipped from my lips.
“You like that?”
I nodded my head right as his hand came down hard again. I could feel myself falling over the edge. Falling further and further into him.
“My dirty girl.” He bit down on my neck as his dirty words ran over me. I lost control then. I fell further into Gabe than I ever had and was lost in the sensation of feeling him surround me. Gabe pounded into me as I clamped down around him and drew out his orgasm.
My body felt like rubber against the back of the couch as Gabe pulled away from my body and slowly untied my arms. He moved around the couch and pulled me into his arms as he sat.
He ran his rough hands over my arms and rubbed out my sore muscles. I stared into his face, but he didn’t look up at me. He kept his eyes trained on the work his hands were doing.