Atasha

I was about to grab his bag, but Gael took it himself. Well, it's his personal belonging. "This way, sir." He follows me silently. I pinch the button, and we wait for the elevator to open. We step inside, and when the door closes, he grabs my waist from behind. He planted a kiss on the side of my neck that sent jolts in my veins.

"Mr. DeLuca, your actions," I mumbled. He leans his chin on my shoulder and smirks. "What's wrong? Nervous?"

I turn my head to look at him. He took that chance and claimed my lips for a searing kiss. I moan, and my body recognizes him right away. "That's it, little rabbit… Trying to resist me is futile," he whispered after biting my upper lip softly. His huge and warm palm covers my tummy, bringing heat that might lead to erotic actions. "Call me Gael. Mr. DeLuca was too formal. We're more than civil, remember?" he says. I bite my lower lip.

"Alright. Let go of me then. Someone might join us any moment," I purred. He smiled and planted another quick kiss on my lips. He let go, which I'm thankful for.

"Anyway, your room has its own jacuzzi. Your toiletries were delivered. Your breakfast and morning snack will be sent to your room at exactly seven and ten in the morning," I explained. The elevator opens. He followed me as I walked out first. I stopped in his room number.

"Open it for me." He gives his card key back to me. I sighed and did as he said. I opened the door for him and stayed outside, signaling him to get inside. He walks in, but the moment he grabs the door handle.

He smoothly drags me inside. I was cornered at the door. He places his hand on my hips, lowering his head closer to my face. "You really think I'll let you leave, hmm? After that kiss?" he whispers softly, brushing his lips against mine.

I can smell his minty breath. "I was... under the influence that time," I utter, trying to reason it out.

Gael smirks instead, amused. He held my chin and softly brushed his lips against mine for seconds. "Then let's do without that fucking influence," he whispers huskily. What?!

Shit! His deep voice was enough to make my body aches for his touch and kisses. I look at his lips and gulps. "I..."

I didn't get the chance for his second word because he claimed my lips hungrily. I opened my lips and gave in to my own desire! His mouth slowly moves away from my lips, nipping at my jaw, then lowers to myneck, leaving soft bites and kisses. His hand slips inside my shirt and moves my bra up, exposing the shape of my boobs through my shirt.

He didn't care even if my clothes were interrupting his feast. He planted kisses on my cleavage, smelling me like an addicting perfume. Gael starts to massage my soft mounds.

I gasp, and sensations writhe all over her body when he takes her one hard nipple and wets my clothes. The way he sucks deeply, flicking over the peak. He lost his patience and looked at me. He lowers his body and puts me on his shoulder, carrying me like a sack of grain.

He throws her lightly on the bed and crawls on top of me. "You..." I halt.

I can't find the next words for my sentence. He looks at my lips. "Atasha, blame me as much as you wish, but I..."

He meets my eyes and looks at me softly. "But I can't control myself anymore. I fucking want you, little rabbit," he whispers huskily. How can I say NO if I'm aching for him as well?!

This is what I fear. Approaching him for revenge, but my body likes him in a way I shouldn't. "You should've let me go that night, and don't beg for my help. Now you have to face the consequences of the greed that caught me. I won't stop until this greed owns you as well," he mumbled.

I was confused by his words, but the moment he seeks a searing kiss, I shake off the hesitations that fill my heart. He moves down to my neck, kissing and licking my skin. The way his warm tongue traces my jawline. Gael leaves a hickey on my neck.

"Fuck," he growls.

I cross my fingers and cover my face with them. I was already flustered because of the way his eyes looked at me with such crazy desire. He tugged his finger on my back and unhooked my bra, giving him access to my mounds.

A moan slips from my lips when his fingers tease my peaks. "They look so delicious and ache for me," Gael teases.

I grasp his hair as soon as he takes one hard nipple in his mouth. His tongue flicks over my peak and gently bites after. The sensation feels so good. The way he explored both mounds, alternately playing with my nipples, was enough to make my panties soak with juices. Yes. I'm damn wet!

He can easily make me wet, which scared me as well. His touch was reverent but showed hunger, mapping the curve that I had. The way he grips my hips possessively is sending me tingly sensations, making me feel alive and worshipped. He went back on his neck, leaving marks of him.

"Atasha..." he calls my name softly, making my body feel hotter.

Gael slowly spreads my legs wider with his own body and settles between them. His palm slides up to my stomach, squeezing my tits as his face plants kisses on my stomach.

"Gael... nghn!"

I called him as soon as his tongue teased my navel. Each lick, each pinch, and every suck coming from him was sending waves of pleasure, making my mind fuzzy. He stops playing with my navel and trails kisses down to my body.

Gael reaches my core, spreading her pu*sy lips apart using his finger. His tongue starts at the bottom of my slit, licking so sensually up to my clit as if he's licking his favorite ice cream flavor.

"Fuck! More, Gael... I love it. It feels so good," she honestly confesses.

Acting like it didn't was useless because my body gave in. He looks at me and smirks. "Your wish is granted, little rabbit. Now… spread your legs wider for me. We're not done yet…" he utters.