Gabriel's POV
"Can you let me go!" I gasped, the words catching in my throat as Derek’s grip tightened.
He didn't move. He didn't even flinch. He just leaned in closer, his breath hot and damp against my ear, sending a shudder straight down my spine that I couldn't stop.
"I love your waist," he whispered, his voice low and vibrating through my whole body. "I want you to ride me right now, you know...keep that waist moving."
"Stop this," I choked out, trying to shove his chest away. "We aren't doing this again."
Derek just smiled. It wasn't a nice smile. It was the look of someone who had already won. Without even trying, he flipped me back onto the bed. I landed hard, the air leaving my lungs in a pathetic puff, feeling completely helpless as the mattress dipped under his weight.
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