Chapter 12
907 Words
Gabriel
Electricity ran through my body. My body felt like it was on fire and I couldn’t breath. Cecilia’s lips were on mine. She was kissing me.
Cecilia was kissing me.
Me.
She leaned in and kissed me deeper. Her small plump lips were eager against mine and even though I knew I should have pulled away, I couldn’t. My body was begging to be closer to her, to feel her and take her. Cecilia wrapped her arms around my neck, rubbed her body against me and used her tongue to lick my bottom lip. I let out a groan as she continued to kiss me with so much eagerness and my hands went to her hair. Her silky locks fell over her face and as if I knew what she liked, I slightly tugged at her hair and she moaned. I knew Cecilia was no innocent, she was married and Leon had bragged about bedding her, but when I touched her she reacted as if it was her first time. In an instant she straddled my lap and took my face in her hands, kissing me hungrily as I slid my hands down her body and then squeezed her rear.
When she shuddered against me and moaned again, I pictured taking her completely the way I had imagined for over a year. Of undressing her slowly as I worshipped her body and pleasing her until she couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to love her completely and tell her as I was deep in her.
But as I thought of that, her breath hit my face-she smelled of champagne and that was what caused me to stop touching her and push her away slowly. When I did, Cecilia looked at me with crazed eyes and raised an eyebrow.
“Why.. why did you push me away?” She said as she sat down again. “I thought.. I thought you liked it.”
She looked at my lap where I knew I was hard and eager for her. But I shook my head. “It’s not that.. Cecilia you’re drunk.” I took deep breaths, trying to not focus on Cecilia’s swollen lips and having breasts. “I can’t do this. You’re not in a right state of mind.”
When I got up to breathe and walk away from her, Cecilia frowned. “Do you not want me?”
I turned to her, completely bewildered by her question. Not want her? How should she think that? I yearned for her everyday. I shook my head and ran my hands through my hair.
“It’s not that Cecilia…trust me it’s not that.”
“Then why did you stop?” She asked, getting up and going to me. She clutched my jacket and looked at me with her bright green eyes full of lust. “You were enjoying it… I was too. And I want more.”
My breath hitched, completely caught off guard by her confession. Her green eyes and body were needy and she kissed me again. I loved feeling her lips but I also knew she was drunk and upset with her situation. She was looking for an escape. “Please Gabriel.. take me.”
“No. No Cecilia I can’t. I can’t.. you’re married.” I told her and myself at the same time.
She groaned. “I DON’T CARE!”
I shook my head and pulled her hands away from me. Cecilia was not thinking straight and I could never be with her like that-not her or any woman. Plus, I’d never want my first time with her would be when she was drunk and upset. I wanted her to be aware; to be present and enjoy it. To feel everything I did to her and hear everything I had to say to her as I made love to her. She deserved that and much more.
I caressed her face, surprised by my action but not able to stop myself. “I can’t Cecilia.. understand that please.”
“The way you look at me.. the way you touched me… I’ve never felt that. And I can see you want me Gabriel.” She whimpered trying to find a way to cease her need. “I need this. I need you.. take me. Have me , please.”
She was right. I needed her. I wanted to kiss her, taste her and pin her against the wall while I took her. I wanted her to feel pleasure like nothing before and know I was the one who pleased her. I wanted to feel her climax against me and hold onto me as she calmed down.
I gritted my teeth, trying to push those images out of my mind. “Not now Cecilia. Not like this.”
She blinked a couple of times and took a step back. “Not like this?”
“No.”
She let out a shaky breath. “But you will?” Her face flushed and green eyes shone. “You will have me?”
I couldn’t breath.
What was I supposed to do now? Push away and ignore the wife of my friend? My friend who was in the same house and attending the same party? Or be with the woman I loved? The woman I knew wanted me, who I loved and I knew hated her husband.
What in the world wasI supposed to do?
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