Mine to Keep (12 page)

Her first orgasm hit hard. Her nails sank into the skin at his back. Before she finished getting over her first release, he turned her onto her knees and thrust inside her from behind. He rode her hard. Gabriel reached to her clit, flicking the little bud. Her begging was a beauty to hear.

He pressed inside her, his relentless lovemaking bringing her to orgasm two more times.

Gabriel knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. He wanted to fill her up with his cum. The need to take her over and over again consumed him with a burning passion he couldn’t understand.

He held onto her hips, his grip tight, and fucked her. His orgasm went from his toes through him. He thrust inside her and growled as his cum shot out of the tip of his cock filling up her soaking cunt.

It was the most powerful orgasm of his life. He collapsed onto the bed, taking her with him. Her head lay on his chest, his heart beating rapidly. He waited for himself to cool down.

“You really don’t need it anymore,” she said after some time had passed.

“No. You’re more than enough for me. I want you to know that if there is anything you desire, you can come to me, and I’ll do everything to make sure your needs are met.”

She chuckled, and the sound reminded him how much she’d changed over the last few months.

Amy leaned up so she was staring down at him.

“I’m not afraid,” she said. He watched her tuck some hair behind her ear. The action reminded him of her innocence.

“I know. That was a part of me, and I would hate to scare you off like this. It is nice to know I don’t have to need it anymore.”

“I’ll enjoy everything when I’m with you,” she said. “You don’t have to worry about me. I won’t break. Not with you. I love you, Gabriel, with my whole heart. I’m yours.”

He caught her head and kissed her thoroughly. “Thank you for telling me. I’m never letting you go.”

“I don’t want to be let go. I want to be Mrs. Amy Anderson.” Gabriel chuckled and kissed her. “Is William opening up a BDSM club and disguising it as a gentlemen’s club?”

He laughed. He’d been wondering how long it would take for her to figure it out. She slapped him on the chest.

“I can’t believe that man. I’ve been talking to him for weeks, and he never let on about his club or the fact you were like him.”

“I’m not like him. William is a true dominant in all things. He wouldn’t want any woman speaking out to him. When he meets the right woman she’d have to give herself over to him. I’m not like William at all.”

“I know.”

He held her hand and stared into her eyes. She was his little slice of heaven, and he would move the world to get to her.

“You have no idea how much I love you,” he said.

“I’ve got an idea, but I know I love you more.”

Gabriel chuckled once again. She made him love life by merely being in her company. “Come on.” He got to his feet and lifted her in his arms. “We’re going to Vegas. I want to get married now. Not later.”

Amy couldn’t believe she got married in Vegas. The Steer brothers organised everything to have them all flown out there. Her rushed wedding was the most amazing moment of her life. The people she cared about the most were there. She walked down the aisle to where Gabriel stood, and all she could see was him. The moment was magical, and it was a dream come true when he put the ring on her finger.

Their honeymoon was even more a fantasy as he took her travelling around Europe. Mia and Billy were with them, which made her feel like a proper family. When they got home from their trip life went back to normal. CapeFalls was undergoing many changes. Most of the anger was now directed at William. She found her trips into town entertaining when he accompanied her. He liked to show the townfolk that he wasn’t scared of a little public sneering.

About three months into married life Gabriel told her he had a present for her to celebrate their three month marriage anniversary. She didn’t argue with him. Gabriel tended to get his own way. He was insatiable and found making love to her the most exciting thing in his life. She knew he was shocked by his lack of need for the BDSM. She was shocked, too. Mia and Billy were spending another night with Laura. She had Gabriel all to herself, and she wanted to take advantage of their time together.

He’d organised the whole thing, and she went along with him. Gabriel had brought nothing but happiness into her life, and she wouldn’t question him now.

That morning over breakfast while the children were watching television, Gabriel had whispered to her what he was going to do to her. She’d been in a state of bliss all day waiting and preparing for him.

Amy stared at the bedroom before her. Her heart pounded inside her chest. Her palms were sweaty, and she couldn’t tear her gaze away from the bed. It was so large and dominated the whole area of the room. There were four posts, and she thought about what Gabriel had told her. A few weeks ago she’d told him about a scene in one of Dean’s books about a woman being bound to a bed while another man watched. The scene had surprised her, but the thought of being lusted after by another man made her nipples ache and her clit pulse. Since then, Gabriel had used a couple of silk ties to see how she fared. He was patient with her. She liked the thought of being open for him. It was a strange sensation. The feel of the silk against her wrists turned her on. Would he tie her to the bed this weekend and have his wicked way with her? He’d told her he was different. The passions he possessed were not the most conventional, and she liked that about him. She curled her fingers around the post at the bottom right hand side. The hard wood was sturdy.

She heard him enter through the front door, and she quickly rid the clothes from her body and put on the nightgown he’d picked out for her that morning. He was always buying her clothes or presents. The silk slid over her body, and she knew it was expensive by the way it fell around her, moulding to her shape. She gave her hair a brush before going downstairs.

Gabriel had given her a set of instructions for her to follow when he arrived home. She never wore any make-up, and he requested she didn’t wear any.

When she was on the stairs he called to her.

“Amy, baby. Come into the sitting room.” Her heart raced, and her desire flooded the panties she wore. She checked her hair as she passed a mirror, paying no notice to the few burn marks on her arms. Gabriel thought she was beautiful, and his opinion was the only one that mattered to her.

She knocked on the sitting room door before she let herself in. The moment she entered Gabriel was the only man whom she saw. He was her whole world. She never thought she’d have a life with happiness after she’d married Steven. Gabriel had proven her wrong with everything.

“You look stunning, but I can see you’ve done something wrong, angel,” he said. She adored the pet names he called her.

“What did I do wrong?” she asked.

“You’re wearing panties. I don’t want you to wear panties.”

She pulled her panties off immediately, noticing William in the chair in the far corner of the room. He was seated, drinking some amber liquid from a whiskey glass. Their conversation about Dean’s book had delved into a secret fantasy she had of being watched with Gabriel. She didn’t desire another man’s touch, but being watched was completely different.

Amy turned back to Gabriel sending him her questions with one look.

****

Gabriel had thought long and hard all day about inviting William back to his house. He wanted to show Amy there was nothing in this world he wouldn’t provide for her, and that included all of her sexual fantasies. Being the owner of a BDSM club William had participated in many scenes where his only role was to watch. Gabriel trusted him with Amy. What went on in the privacy of their own home would remain with the three people inside that room.

“William is going to watch you, but he’s not going to participate. Do you know why?” Gabriel asked. He saw the heat in William’s eyes and knew the other man desired his woman.

She shook her head. Gabriel walked over to where she stood. He picked up her panties off the floor and put them in his pocket. The wetness was clear on them. He captured her face in his hands and tilted her head back to face him.

“Because you’re my woman, and I don’t share.”

“I’ll always be yours.”

“Good. I want you to know that if anything happens that you don’t want, simply say the word ‘stop’, and I’ll stop. Do you understand?”

“I understand.”

He stared into her eyes several more moments before leaning down to whisper in her ear. “This is your fantasy, baby. If you don’t want me to go through with it, tell me.”

She nodded her head then kissed his cheek. “I trust you.”

He kissed her deeply, his tongue delving between her lips in a searing, mind-blowing kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Gabriel rested his head against hers, inhaling her citrus scent. “Go upstairs on your knees before our bed. Don’t touch yourself or doing anything to give yourself pleasure.”

Amy had admitted she liked it when he gave her instructions. She kissed him and then left. They didn’t do anything more, but they did explore their fantasies with each other. Amy was flowering, and he loved her more every time she opened up to him.

After several minutes had passed he turned to William. “Are you sure you can just watch?”

“She’s incredibly sexy. I don’t watch anymore for the club, but I’ll watch you with Amy. She deserves every ounce of pleasure you can give her,” William said.

Gabriel tossed back his whiskey and then loosened his shirt. “Follow me.”

Gabriel made sure the doors were locked before making his way upstairs. William followed behind him, keeping his distance. He opened the door to his bedroom. Amy knelt in the position he had shown her, on her knees, head bowed low and her hands resting on her thighs. The nightshirt covered her, but was sheer enough for him to see her body through. He’d bought it with the intention of removing it from her body.

He gestured to the chair in the corner while he walked over to his woman. Gabriel stroked her head, her long black curls running through his fingers. He didn’t need the punishment anymore, but he still enjoyed this part.

“Give me your hand,” he said.

She raised her hand, which he took and pulled her to her feet. Her head remained down. Gabriel lifted her night gown over her body. William gasped in the background, but he drowned the noise out. This was their time together. He wanted Amy to have everything without fear. She deserved it, and he loved her so damn much. They’d experimented with the silk ties. He’d been shocked when she’d asked him to try them on her. It was a pleasure he wouldn’t deny himself. She kept her head down as he tied one wrist to one end of the bed with the silk ties he’d bought for the special occasion. He took her other hand, laid a kiss on her pulse and tied her to the other end. Her arms spread wide, and her back was facing him.

He ran his hands down each side of her body, feeling every curve and quiver of her body where he touched. Her ass was gorgeously rounded and gained his attention. He dipped down to her pussy, feeling the wetness spilling out of her core.

She was aroused. He pushed two fingers inside her cunt, feeling her grip him tightly. In the last few months he’d done nothing but fuck her every second he got, and she was still tight. Her moans made his dick pulse in his pants. The need to bend her over and take her was strong. He knew he needed to hold onto his control to allow her time to enjoy her pleasure.

He moved away from her to gain control of himself. Amy had asked him to do this for her. She wanted to be with him as much as he wanted to be with her. He’d locked his playroom and given her the only key to the room. If she wanted more, Amy had control over when it happened. If she wanted to do more then he’d be more than happy to oblige, but he didn’t need it anymore. They were joining William’s BDSM club because she wanted to know more. He was willing to explore this with her. Running a hand down his face, he counted to ten, and then he was ready.

Gabriel went back to his woman and saw her nipples were already hard and erect. He sucked on the tips before moving away from temptation. She moaned, her body jerking at the sudden contact. He soothed her with words, kissing her neck and touching her body.

When he was satisfied with her response, he moved away again. Her senses should be heightened by what he was doing. She would be listening and feeling everything he did to her.

“I’m going to make love to you, Amy. William is going to watch as I give you pleasure. He is going to see you come apart in my arms. I want you to trust me. Will you do that? Give me your trust?” he asked.

“I trust you, sir.” The way she said “sir” made his cock twitch for more. Her voice made him as hard as rock.

“I love you, Amy. You make me a better man. I don’t want to be anywhere in the world but here with you.” He’d talked knowing William heard every word he spoke. Gabriel wanted to show his friend that there could be a woman out there for him. He’d found Amy, and she had accepted him. There had to be a woman for William.

“I love you, too, Gabriel.”

He loved hearing her talk. The sound of her voice always had the ability to soothe him.

Gabriel ran his hands up and down on either side of her body. She curves never failed to hold his attention. The dip of her waist and the flare of her hips made his cock ache to sink inside her tight pussy. Her creamy flesh tempted him. He spent hours running his hands up and down her body relishing the feel of her silky skin under his hand. He’d forbidden her from sunbathing naked for the very reason of how much he loved seeing her pale flesh reddened by his lips. There was nothing quite like seeing your mark on your woman to make the lust flow faster in your veins. He reached round to her front and captured her breasts in his hands. Her nipples were hard points. “Do you know what I’m going to do to you?” he asked.

“No, sir.”

“I’m going to play with your body and bring you close to orgasm, but I’m going to draw it out giving you more pleasure than you can imagine. Then, when you’re ready, I’m going to fuck you.”