Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Chapter One - Gabe
Chapter Two - Isabella
Chapter Three - Gabe
Chapter Four - Isabella
Chapter Five - Gabe
Chapter Six - Isabella
Chapter Seven - Gabe
Chapter Eight - Gabe
Chapter Nine - Isabella
Chapter Ten - Gabe
Chapter Eleven - Isabella
Chapter Twelve - Gabe
Chapter Thirteen - Isabella
Chapter Fourteen - Gabe
Chapter Fifteen - Isabella
Chapter Sixteen - Gabe
Chapter Seventeen - Isabella
Chapter Eighteen - Gabe
Chapter Nineteen - Isabella
Chapter Twenty - Gabe
Chapter Twenty-One - Isabella
Chapter Twenty-Two - Gabe
Chapter Twenty-Three - Isabella
Chapter Twenty-Four - Gabe
Chapter Twenty-Five - Isabella
Chapter Twenty-Six - Gabe and Isabella
More To Come...
Gabe
A Reed Security Romance
by
Giulia Lagomarsino
Gabe
A Reed Security Romance
Copyright @ 2019 Giulia Lagomarsino
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
Printed in the United States of America
First Printing, 2019
ASIN: B07MXNDNQK
Self published through Kindle Direct Publishing
To Michelle
Panties! Panties! Panties!
And
Underchunders and Knickers
CHAPTER ONE
Gabe
“DAMN, DO YOU see that hot chick over there?” I nodded toward the other side of the bar. Jackson looked beyond me and smirked.
“Which one?”
“The one in the tight jeans and red top. Damn, I’m poppin’ a boner over here.”
“Put that shit away,” Jackson laughed. “I don’t want it anywhere near me.”
I rolled my eyes. The guys had been giving me a hard time since word spread that I walked in on Hunter and Lucy fucking and I hadn’t walked away. I couldn’t. All I could really see was Hunter’s ass, but I could also see Lucy’s legs wrapped around him and it was hot as fuck. Not that I was into anything with men, but I thought it was sexy as fuck to see two people going at it. I’d even joined in a time or two. I’m not fucking gay or bisexual. I always make sure that when I join in, my sword stays at the opposite end of the woman as the other dude. It’s just a rule I have. I don’t want to be anywhere near some other guy’s junk and have him think it’s some kind of invitation for more.
“I’m going to say hi.”
“Man, we were supposed to come here for a few beers and we’ve been here a whole five minutes before you’re ditching me,” Jackson whined.
“You’re such a pussy. What’s the problem? You can’t sit at the bar by yourself?”
“No, I just thought we were hanging out tonight,” he muttered dejectedly.
I gave a half-hearted laugh and slapped him on the back. Leaning over, I whispered in his ear, “And people are spreading rumors about me being gay.”
He stiffened immediately and started scoping the bar for his next lay. I knew that would do it to him. No man wanted his sexuality questioned. I walked over to the lady in red and gave a smirk as I sidled up next to her.
She was average height for a woman and had tons of curves. Her ass was perfect for me to grab onto and her breasts looked like they might spill out of her shirt. Her waist was trim, but more of an hourglass shape than just thin. Her hair was almost black and just barely brushed her breasts. I wondered if I had her naked if the ends would make her nipples perky.
“What’s a pretty little thing like you doing over here without a man?”
“I was actually looking for one to take home,” she smirked, then looked around the bar. “See anyone worthwhile?”
“I could point one out,” I grinned.
“Yeah? Because I’m looking for something very specific tonight.”
A glimmer flicked in my eyes as I assessed the woman. She almost looked too pure. I mean, she was hot as fuck, but something about her screamed that she wasn’t as dirty as she was letting on. Like maybe this was her first time picking up a guy at a bar. She was saying the right things, but there was almost an uncertainty in her voice.
“What do you need?”
“I need someone that will take me home and make me beg for his cock. Someone that isn’t afraid to take charge and make sure that my every desire is fulfilled. I want someone that can last all night long.”
Her eyes flicked down to my crotch and I swelled under her gaze. She quirked an eyebrow at me and then brazenly reached down and gripped onto my cock. Her eyebrows flew up and she grinned. “Ooh, big boy.”
“That’s not the only part of me that’s big.” She looked at me in confusion. “You should see what I can do with my fingers,” I said, waving them in front of her.
She blushed and chuckled as she ducked her head. Definitely her first time doing this. That was okay though. I liked that she had the nerve to give it a go and I’d gladly pop that cherry for her.
She slid her fingers between mine, almost as if she was measuring and weighing them and then she looked up at me seductively. “I think you should definitely show me.”
I yanked her out the door before she could change her mind and helped her into my truck. “I live right around the corner,” she said breathlessly. I quickly turned the wheel in the direction she pointed and followed her instructions to her house, throwing the truck in park after I screeched in the driveway. The truck was blocking part of the sidewalk, but I didn’t give a fuck right now. I just wanted to be inside this woman.
She ran ahead of me and threw open the door. The place was stacked with boxes, like every fucking inch was covered.
“Just move in?” I asked as I yanked her shirt over her head and latched my mouth onto her neck as I palmed her breast.
“Yesterday,” she huffed as she yanked down my zipper. I groaned when she grabbed ahold of my length and pulled, almost ripping it out of my pants. She pushed my pants down and as I tried to step out, I tripped and fell into a box, pulling her down with me. Something crashed to the floor, something definitely breakable.
“What was that?” I asked as she leaned forward and kissed me.
“Something that broke,” she said, sitting up and straddling my lap, immediately shoving her panties aside and sinking down on my raging cock. I groaned as her tight pussy clenched around my cock. Her hands were wringing in her hair and beads of sweat were dripping between her breasts. I wanted to lean forward and lick them, but every time she rocked against me, it was like I was seeing daylight for the first time.
Her body gripped me so hard that I couldn’t hold back the tightening in my balls or the cum that was shooting out of my dick. Shit, we hadn’t even used a condom, I thought belatedly as she collapsed on top of me. Before I even had time to recover, she stood and dragged me up the stairs to her bedroom where she continued to fuck me the whole night.
✯✯✯✯✯
The banging at the front door was enough to make me want to pull out my gun and shoot someone. Who the fuck would be knocking at…I pulled out my phone and saw it was after ten. Shit.
“Hey,” I said, slapping the woman’s arm next to me.
“What?” she groaned grumpily.
“Someone’s banging the shit o
ut of your door.”
“My kids!” She sat up quickly, her hair standing at least a foot off her head in some wild mane. Her mascara was running down her face and she didn’t have on any clothes.
“Say what? Did you just fucking say my kids?”
“Yes, that’s what I said.”
“Why the fuck didn’t you lead with that last night?” I asked incredulously.
“Because that’s not the best way to pick up a quick screw.”
“Still, a little warning. Like, hey, be out of the house first thing in the morning so my kids don’t see you would have been nice.”
“Shit,” she said as she ran around the room. She threw my jeans at me and turned to me with a pleading look. “I need you to go let them in.”
“They don’t have a key?”
“No, we just got here yesterday. I didn’t exactly have time to get extra keys made.”
“Where were they?” I asked, just realizing that there may be some other dude in the picture and now I was in the middle of it.
“With Sam.”
“Is he your husband?” I asked angrily.
“No,” she laughed humorlessly. “Definitely not my husband.”
“So, you want me to go down there and let them in? Are you fucking crazy?”
“Which do you think is worse, them seeing you in a pair of jeans or me naked?”
I couldn’t argue with her there, so I pulled on my jeans and stumbled down the stairs, fucking irritated when the knocking continued. “Stop fucking knocking!” I shouted.
When I swung the door open, my eyes widened in shock. Sam fucking Galmacci, my teammate was standing behind two little shit head kids. His eyes turned to stone as he took in my state of undress and I almost fucking lost it. I didn’t know which was worse, the fact that he had kids that he wasn’t telling anyone about or the fact that I had just fucked his kids’ mother. Fuck. I was going to hell.
“Kids, go back to my truck,” he growled.
“Shit,” I whispered as he took a menacing step forward. I stepped back, only to step right into a stack of boxes. I had nowhere to go.
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
“I swear, I didn’t know. I just wanted a good time.”
“And it had to be her?”
“Look, she started saying all this shit to me about wanting to suck my cock and wanting me to fuck her all night long, so I did.”
His face turned glacial and I slapped myself in the face for being such a fucking idiot. “Look, you know how it is. She has an amazing body. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to step in your territory. I didn’t know, but man, her pussy is fucking magical. I couldn’t stop myself!”
“Don’t you dare talk about her magical fucking pussy. That’s fucking disgusting.”
“It’s really not. You know, man.”
“No, I don’t fucking know.”
“Oh, shit. Did you not hit that?”
Crap. It wouldn’t be the first time I had jumped in before some other dude got his chance. It had just never been someone I knew. Then again, he was married with a kid and he shouldn’t be banging another woman.
“No,” he said in a steely voice. “I was not going to… hit that.”
I looked at him in confusion. “I don’t get it. If you weren’t going to fuck her, then why are you so fucking pissed at me?”
“Hey, Sam. Sorry about that,” the woman said as she walked down the stairs. “I was just-”
“Fucking my teammate?” Cazzo growled.
“Your…Oh. Oops?”
“Oops? Isabella,” Cazzo growled.
“Isabella?” I looked over at her and studied her face. “It suits you.”
“You didn’t fucking know her name?”
“We didn’t exactly get to the introductions.” I held out my hand to shake hers. “Gabe.”
“Isa.”
“Gabe, you want to tell me what would possess you to fuck my sister?”
I looked at Cazzo in shock and then back at Isa. “What?” When I looked back at Cazzo, all I saw was his giant fist headed straight for my face. Lights out.
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“Cazzo, what the fuck are you doing? You can’t do this shit.”
“Try and stop me.”
“Look, I get that you’re pissed about something, but what could be so bad that-”
“He fucked my sister!”
Cazzo’s roar was so loud that it brought me out of my semi conscious state and back to reality. Only, this definitely wasn’t the reality I remembered being a part of before he fucking knocked me out. My eye was swollen shut and my head was pounding. I pried my eye open and was practically blinded by the dim light shining around me. I tried to cover my eyes, but I couldn’t move my hands. I looked down and realized that I was tied to a fucking chair.
“What the fuck?” I muttered as I took in the ropes that were tied around my wrists. My legs were also tied to the chair. My chest was still bare and I wasn’t wearing any shoes.
“Hey, asshole. Good to see you’re awake. Maybe now you can explain to me why you were fucking my sister!” Cazzo yelled at me.
I looked behind him dazedly and saw Sinner and Burg standing with their arms crossed over their chests and glaring at me.
“I didn’t know she was your sister. Fuck, I didn’t even know you had a sister.”
“He has two of them. You didn’t screw the other too, did you?” Burg asked.
“Depends. What does she look like?”
Cazzo’s fist hit me hard in the jaw and my head snapped back painfully.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Your fist is like a fucking sledgehammer.”
“You’re not done feeling it yet. Did you know she’s fucking married?” he growled.
“No, but like I said, we didn’t exactly do a whole lot of talking.”
Another painful hit to the jaw had me telling myself to shut the fuck up.
“Dude, just shut your fucking mouth,” Sinner muttered. “Do you have a death wish?”
“Aren’t you guys gonna intervene at some point?”
“Don’t worry,” Burg grinned. “We’ll stop him before you need a hospital.”
“Look, I just went out to find some pussy-”
His fist hit me again and this time I felt a tooth wiggle free and blood pooling in my mouth.
“You want to say that again?” Cazzo asked.
“What the fuck is your problem? Your sister’s a grown ass woman. If she wants a night of fucking with some random dude-”
This time, he kicked me in the chest and the chair tipped backwards, knocking the wind out of me. I at least had the presence of mind to keep my head from smacking into the floor. Cazzo leaned over me, his face inches from mine. “I don’t know what the fuck possessed you to touch my sister, but I can guarantee one thing, you’re gonna leave her the fuck alone from now on or you’re gonna find yourself in a fucking wedding chapel.”
“I thought you said she was married?”
“Are you fucking trying to get me to kill you?” he growled.
“Man, my fucking head feels like it’s been smashed in. I’m just trying to get shit straight.”
“She getting a fucking divorce, so you’d better ask yourself if you want to be related to me for the rest of your fucking life. If you don’t, you’ll leave her the fuck alone. You got me?”
“Yeah, I got you,” I groaned.
“And if I ever hear you talking about her pussy again, I’ll put a bullet in your fucking skull.”
He stood up and stormed away, leaving me on the ground tied to the chair.
“Uh, are you guys gonna just stand there, or are you gonna untie me?”
A pocket knife fell on the floor next to me and Sinner stood over me grinning. “Get yourself out.”
He walked away, leaving me tied to the chair with a fucking headache that felt worse than any hangover I’d ever had.
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With my head pounding like crazy, it
took me a good half hour to get myself out of the ropes. By the time I stumbled to my feet and found my way out of the building I was in, I realized that they had fucking left me in an abandoned warehouse somewhere in fucking Pittsburgh. I didn’t even have my fucking wallet on me.
I started the long trek home with no fucking idea how long it would take me to walk the hour drive back home. I had no shoes and no shirt and my head was pounding. It was going to be a shitty day. I was a good two hours into my walk when a truck pulled over to the side of the road. Chance rolled down his window and grinned at me.
“So you fucked Cazzo’s sister, huh?”
“I didn’t fucking know!” I shouted.
“Get in.” I climbed in the truck and sighed as I leaned my head back and tried to lessen the pounding behind my eyes. “So, do you have a death wish or something?”
“I didn’t know she was his sister. We didn’t exactly get to introductions.”
“You’re lucky he called me and told me where to find you. You look like shit.”
“Yeah, well, that happens when your teammate kicks the shit out of you.”
“Cazzo’s a fucking beast. You should have known better.”
“How the fuck would I have known? He didn’t tell me he had a sister.”
“I guess you’ve learned your lesson for next time.”
“There’s isn’t gonna be a next time,” I growled. “There’s no way I’m gonna be related to that fucker.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Basically, if I touch her again, he’s gonna make sure I marry her, even though she’s already fucking married.”
He shook his head and laughed. “You fucked his married sister? You really do have a death wish.”
I sighed and closed my eyes as we finished the drive home in silence. The worst part was that I still had to work with the fucker. I already knew that he would insist on fighting me in the ring and there was no way I would back down.
CHAPTER TWO
Isabella
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