Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 466

Gabriel’s mouth is on me the second the door closes behind us. His kiss is hard and almost punishing.

“No, one touches what’s mine, and make no mistake you are mine, Harper,” he growls, his voice thick with anger.

“I was just dancing when he came up to me,” I defend myself, “I tried to walk away but he grabbed me.”

Things between me and Gabriel have been tensed the past few days. Tense, not because things were bad, but because they were really good. Nothing else happened after dinner that night. We ate, drank, and talked. That kiss though had been the highlight of night.

There have been many more kissed between us since then. Kisses that leave me wanting so much more. His kisses have become my addiction. It’s insane, I know, but I can’t resist them. The moment he takes my lips, I melt into goo.

It’s been four days since the dinner, I stopped putting pillows between us on the third night. It was useless anyway since I end up in his arms either way.

“It doesn’t matter,” his voice pulls me back to reality. “No other man as allowed to touch you.”

“Is that so? And does the same apply to you? Is no other woman allowed to touch?” I run my finger down chest, as my eyes stared directly into his.

“The moment you came back into my life, other woman lost their appeal. You are the only woman that can touch me now, Harper, because your touch is the only one I can stomach.”

Gabriel had a way with words. Words that were giving me damn butterflies.

Without really thinking about it, I rise on my tiptoes and seal our mouths. His hands automatically wrap around my waist, bringing me flush against his body. I wanted him so badly, it hurts.

“How drunk are you?” he asks, pulling away.

We were both panting, trying to catch our breathes. His cock is pressed against my stomach, and trust me, he is rock hard.

I moan and his tongue invades my mouth, stroking and gliding with my own. My hands grab his hair, holding on to him, totally consumed with need. Gabriel walks us back toward the bed. My knees hit it before I fall backward, and his body covers mine.

He tags the top of my dress before ripping it in the middle, exposing my bare breast. He kisses his way down my neck while one of his hands cups one of my breasts and squeezes, his groan is smothered in the skin of my neck, where his lips and tongue are sucking and pulling, causing shivers across my skin.

“Fuck me,” he groans, rolling my nipples between his fingertips, “You’re so beautiful Harper.”

My fingers grab onto his shoulders, yanking and pulling at his shirt, trying to get the material off so we can be skin to skin, and I can feel his heartbeat against mine. I grind against him, and his lips continue their path down my neck and across my collarbones. He leaves a wake of heat and wetness while he licks his way across my chest.

I tug on his shirt again and feel his smile against my skin. Eventually, Gabriel helps by pulling it shirt off. My eyes track over the exposed skin, and I’m struck dumb for a minute by the hard muscles of his abdomen.

I rub my hands gently over the ridges and feel his sharp intake of breath from my touch on his heated skin. Our eyes meet, and he seems just as affected as me. Gabriel’s lips come back to mine, kissing me again, biting at my lips and sucking until I'm completely gone for him.