Fraud

We’re a coordinated effort struggling to strip away every barrier between us, frantic to finally come together in a way that leaves both of us naked and bare.

Not just our bodies, though.

We want to see everything.

Taste it.

Bite it.

Fucking bleed for each other, if necessary.

Releasing my breast to rip the shirt over his head, his mouth lands on my neck, his tongue sweeping out at my pulse as my hands fight to unbutton his pants.

My fingers lose their grip when he thrusts three fingers inside me, stretching them apart until his name rolls off my lips.

“Fuck, Gabriel...”

I can feel his smile against my skin.

The real one.

But it’s gone as a moan crawls up his throat, the wet sounds of his hand moving between my legs only turning me on more.

Mouth to my ear, he teases me.

“It’s time for you to pray again. I won’t fucking stop until you’re screaming it.”

My voice is trembling when I argue, “I don’t pray. Oh! God...”

He laughs. “There it is.”

His hand thrusts harder, and I’m shoved up the couch, my back arching as his lips close over my nipple, his teeth teasing me before he moves to the soft flesh and bites down to bruise the skin.

Fingers twisting into his hair, I lose the battle against the first orgasm that assaults me, his thumb circling my clit just as my i

“Do you see me now?” he breathes against my ear.

Nodding my head, I can’t speak with the waves of pleasure rolling through me, can’t see past the stars bursting behind my eyes.

My entire body goes taut, and I just ride it, become lost to what his hand is doing to me, shiver beneath the way his lips trail down my neck until his teeth sink into the soft spot that drives me wild.

Catching my breath, I blink my eyes open.

“I want to see all of you.”

Our gazes meet for a silent second, and I do see him.

I see Gabriel without the mask he always wears.

Reaching between us, I rip the button of his pants open, his hips lifting as I shove them down over his hips.

Gabriel pushes up to his knees to help me out, and I stare up at a body that is perfectly carved.

Sliding my palms up his chest and over his shoulders, I tug his mouth down to mine as he shifts to kick his pants off his legs. His cock notches at my pussy, the head sinking in slowly when a fist pounds against the door.

“Guys! Come the fuck on, we’re in the middle of a meeting.”

Gabriel growls at the sound of Ta

“Give us a minute!”

For a few seconds, we pause, my body squirming because I need him inside me.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Ta

“Go away,” I yell, laughter in my voice until Gabriel’s eyes meet mine and his cock sinks slowly inside me.

The sound that rolls over my lips is carnal, my eyes closing as his mouth drops to my ear again to remind me, “Those sounds are mine, Ivy. This perfect cunt is mine, too.”

When his hips move with every punishing thrust, I can’t argue.

He owns me in ways I’ve never allowed another person. Brings me to life until I’m swimming in the broad strokes of color we paint for each other.

We’re a storm again, only when it’s like this, I’m dancing within the violence instead of ru

It’s not long before he drives another explosive orgasm through me, my body going taut as my i

“Pray,” he whispers against my ear, but it’s only his name that falls off my lips.

His teeth nip my earlobe.

“I think I like my name on your lips most of all.”

Gabriel sinks deeper inside me, fills every inch of me, stretches me until I feel nothing but him. But even he can’t keep from being shoved over that edge, his mouth finding mine as he pulls out in time to come on the inside of my thigh.

The mess we make somehow feels right.

We’ve always been messy.

Neither of us content to stay within neatly drawn lines.

We both break away from the kiss, our foreheads pressing together as he stares down at me.

“What am I going to do with you?”

Gri

He manages to cock a brow.

“And that is?”

“Ask me to help you instead of always fighting against me.”

Something unsaid rolls behind his eyes. He blinks, and when he lifts the lids, my breath catches to see him so open.

“Will you help me?”

My smile stretches wider.

“It’s about time you ask. Of course, I will.”

“Even if it means going against your father?”

I press my palm to his cheek.

“I think we can do this without hurting him in the process. And if you’d just given me a chance to tell you that without bullying me, I could have explained it.”

Staring at me as if it’s the first time he’s really seen me, Gabriel grins.

“Sorry about that. Maybe someday I’ll try to make it up to you.”

“Oh, you’ll try?” I laugh. “Just do me a favor from now on, and that’s all it will take.”

He doesn’t need to ask for me to say it.

“Always show me the real Gabriel from now on. No more Fraud. No more fake bullshit. I don’t care what you show other people, but you better be real with me. Can you do that?”

His lips purse in consideration.

“Yeah.”

My heart swells for us to finally be here. At this point. On the other side of the dividing line.

“Good. Now let’s get cleaned up and get the hell out there before Ta

Laughing, Gabriel pushes up on his arms, but is still looking down at me.

“He might try to kill you for the chair thing.”

I roll my eyes.

“I’m not worried about it. I’ve taken on guys just as big and bad as him. After fighting with you for years, there’s nothing in this world that scares me. Especially him.”

“Glad I could help,” he says with humor in his voice.

He smiles again, and I see the truth of him.

It’s like sunshine finally breaking through the dark clouds.

I don’t say it, but only one thought whispers in my mind.

Thank you for challenging me. And thank you for always making me feel alive.