Bellamy pov
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Gabriel flips me around, his hands gripping my waist
Complying to his need, I start unbuttoning my shirt
Fuck
This wasn't suppose to go this way
I wanted him naked
I have seen nothing off him
while he ?
He has seen everything he is required to see
And I don't even feel a bit of shy or modesty around him
"Now do I get to ask questions?" He asks
As his hand come forward, as he cups my breasts
My red lace bra matches my bold lips
As his eyes shows as appreciative look
He's asking me a question?
I can't answer
What if he asks me something personal?
I can't answer
Never
I hesitate to answer his question
like he can sense my hesitation
"If you don't want to answer my question
you will strip that's it
No further explanation will be n
