If I Never Married You

Chapter 8 Who f***s You Better?

Gabriel returned home in a state of confusion, almost feeling like she was fleeing from something.

She was used to love someone silently, ignoring the kindness of those around her.

When Dominic claimed he could offer her happiness that Caleb couldn't, she felt flustered and unsure how to respond.

It was like a thief sneaking into someone else's house, not stealing anything but feeling guilty and anxious to escape.

The lights were not on in the house. Caleb must be in the hospital with Jasmine.

Gabriel reached for the light switch, but her hand was grabbed by someone.

A familiar and intense aura closed in on her in the darkness, pushing her against the door.

“Caleb?”

The light came on, revealing Caleb's gloomy face.

His eyes landed on the hickey on her neck, left there by Dominic just moments ago.

“This is...” Gabriel wanted to explain, but she didn’t finish the sentence. Why bother explaining it to him?

This is what Caleb wanted.

“It seems you pleased that doctor quite well!” The hickey burned in Caleb's eyes, fueling his anger. He tore Gabriel's clothes to pieces violently.

Her fair skin with the hickey marks was even more alluring.

The image of her beneath another man’s body came into his mind, which filled him with the desire to tear her apart.

Gabriel covered her boobs with her hands. She bit her lip, being quiet.

To Caleb, her silence seemed like tacit consent, an acknowledgment that she had a wonderful s*x with Dominic.

“Dominic Cooper? Is he your classmate or your lover? How many secrets are Mrs. Williams hiding from me? Or did you two conspire together? No wonder you were so eager to go to the hotel.”

Caleb's demeanor terrified Gabriel, and she tried to remind him, “Caleb, you asked me to sleep with him. Are you jealous?”

Her voice was cut off as he forcefully entered her without any foreplay. She tried to resist, but he answered, “Jealous? Gabriel, do you think you deserve that? Remember, even if I don't want you, no other man should have you either.”

Gabriel, unprepared for the suddenness, was in agony. She tried to push him away. She said, “Caleb, your phone is ringing.”

Caleb didn’t pull his d**k out of her. Instead, he contained her with one hand while using the other hand to take out the phone. It was Dominic Cooper.

A wicked smile appeared on Caleb's face.

“Mr. Williams, I'm Dominic Cooper.”

As Gabriel heard Dominic's voice, she stopped resisting and held her breath.

“I promise to operate on Jasmine as soon as possible.”

Caleb's gaze remained on Gabriel as he smiled wickedly. “You called me at a perfect time.”

“Sorry, I didn't know you were busy. I can call you later.”

“Yes, I'm busy. I'm busy tasting Mrs. Williams. She also needs to know who f***s her better. You, or me? Whose d**k is huger and harder?” Caleb intentionally thrusted harder, causing Gabriel to let out a cry of pain.

“Mr. Caleb, what are you doing?”

“Don’t you want to know the answer?” Caleb moved his d**k slower then as fast as possible when her p***y tightened. Gabriel reached an o****m together with Caleb, and she moaned loudly.

“Who f***s you better? Answer me.” Caleb gasped and forced her to give him an answer.

Gabriel bit her lips, not responding him. Caleb didn’t take his c**k out of her p***y. Meanwhile, he used his fingers to pinch her t**s, “Good girl, scream as you like. Don't you always scream when I f**k you? Scream out! So that your lover will know that you’re a slut.”

“No. Please. Caleb, please.”

Bowing his head, he nipped at her earlobe, threatening her while gasping, “Gabriel, if you don't say it, I'll send someone to dig up your father's grave tomorrow!”

Tears of humiliation welled up in Gabriel's eyes. She finally yielded, saying, “Caleb, I want you to f**k me. Ah... Ah... Umm...”