by Suzanne Rock
Now it looked as if she’d picked someone without him.
“This isn’t what it looks like,” Becca said.
The lifeguard stood and stepped back. “No, it isn’t. We were just talking.”
Did they really think Gabe was that stupid? If Gabe had come five minutes later, they would’ve been rolling around on the blanket in each other’s arms. An image that both fascinated and scared the shit out of him.
Gabe knew that the difficulties in their relationship were the result of unfulfilled sexual fantasies. Becca on the other hand, had yet to come to that realization. If she thought that breaking up with him and falling into the arms of another would help her feel less dissatisfied, then she had another think coming. Gabe would never let her go so easily. It had been a long time since he found someone who liked kink as much as him. If he could only make her realize that a little erotic play was all they needed, then they’d become inseparable. He just knew it.
Gabe shoved the ice cream cone at Becca and sat down on the blanket. He scowled at the lifeguard as he placed his arm around her in a possessive gesture. “Thanks for keeping my girlfriend company. I can take it from here.”
The stranger cleared his throat and straightened. “My, uh, my group is coming.” He pointed to a spot over their shoulder. “CPR training will begin in five minutes. You two better get going.”
“Oh yes,” Becca shoved her way out of Gabe’s hold and stood. “I’ve had about enough of the beach for one day.” She dumped her cone and began carefully folding the blankets, avoiding Gabe’s gaze.
Lovely, now it seems like I’ve fucked up yet again. Gabe stood and glanced at the approaching lifeguards. He wanted to have a frank discussion with Becca about their relationship and how they needed to choose a third together, but now wasn’t the time. He silently began to pick up their things and put them into bags.
“I’m sorry we didn’t get more of a chance to talk, Lane.” Becca touched Lane’s hand. Lane jerked his fingers away and glanced at Gabe. His smooth, youthful features appeared uncomfortable. Good. Serves him right for trying to kiss my girlfriend.
Still the situation probably wasn’t this guy’s fault. Gabe knew better than anyone how easy it was to get swept up in Becca’s wake. Besides, he didn’t want to completely burn this bridge. The man was hot and if it turned out that he was into kink as well…
Gabe put his arm around Becca and held out his hand. “No hard feelings, buddy.”
The lifeguard nodded and cleared his throat. “No hard feelings.” He quickly pumped Gabe’s hand in a firm grip and brushed past them.
Gabe bit back a gasp. So strong. He imagined those firm hands on his ass, pulling him closer until their swollen cocks rubbed together.
How long had it been since he had been with a man? Too long. Gabe glanced over his shoulder at the lifeguard’s retreating form. Wow. Becca’s new flirtation was perfection personified. Such a tight backside. What Gabe wouldn’t give to run his fingers over those firm cheeks. He felt his cock stir and knew he had to get both him and Becca out of there before he did something he’d regret later.
“Why do you have to be such an ass sometimes?” Becca’s voice dissolved his thoughts and brought him back to reality.
“What do you mean?”
She frowned and picked up the bags and blankets. “Don’t tell me you have no idea what you did.”
“He was kissing you. What should I have done? Joined the two of you on the blanket?” Shit, that would have been hot. Heat swept through Gabe’s veins as an image of entangled limbs invaded his mind. He’d be on top, of course, thrusting his hard cock deep into the lifeguard and pushing him balls-deep into Becca. He’d claim both of them at once, branding each of them as his own.
“Why do you keep insulting me like that?” Becca asked.
Gabe shook the erotic image from his mind. Fuck, now he was harder than stone. “Why do you insult me by flirting with other men?”
Becca sighed. “I’m done here. I want to go home.” She turned on her heel and headed back to the car, leaving Gabe staring after her.
She had avoided his question yet again. He had thought that after kissing another man she’d finally confess her dark secret, but it seemed as if she didn’t trust him yet. He needed to push her more, but how?
Gabe pressed his lips together as he followed in her wake. Maybe if he gave her a taste of his darker side, she’d come around. Just a touch of kink, and perhaps she’d admit to him what he had known since day one.
One man would never be enough to satisfy Becca. Lucky for her, Gabe was just the person who could make her dreams come true.
* * * * *
Becca wasn’t mad at Gabe, not really. His reaction was natural considering what had just happened. What boyfriend wouldn’t fly off the handle at seeing his girlfriend almost-kiss another man?
No, she wasn’t mad at him, but herself. It wasn’t like her to lose common sense over a pretty face. While Lane was handsome, she had a relationship with Gabe and didn’t want to risk losing that. Sure, they had their problems, but Becca wasn’t ready to give up on the him just yet.
Damn Hannah and her hot Irish exchange students. Becca had never even considered a threesome before Hannah. Then her friend had managed to snag two eligible bachelors for herself. Becca had watched how the men doted over her and showered her with affection and trinkets. She had begun to want the same thing for herself.
She shook her head in frustration as she stopped in front of the green sedan. Why couldn’t Gabe be enough? He was kind and thoughtful. They had a lot in common and he was attentive during sex. What more could a girl want?
She thought back to Lane’s wild and earthy scent. A man who spent most of his time outside was probably adventurous. She wondered if he brought that sense of risk to the bedroom. While Gabe was considerate, he was also safe and boring. Becca needed some excitement in her life. She was too young to be stuck in a rut. Gabe was too serious, too boring.
Still, she should have talked to him about the situation, not gone off and flirted with some other guy. God, she had really made a mess of things. She dropped her belongings by the car and waited for Gabe to catch up and pop the trunk.
In a few seconds, Gabe caught up, tossed his bags to the ground beside hers. “Becca, we need to talk about this.”
“I want to go home, Gabe.” She needed to think things through. Flirting with Lane had made her realize just how jealous she was of Hannah’s relationship. She wanted that for herself. Gabe on the other hand didn’t seem interested. When he saw her and Lane together, he got angry, not turned on. She was going to have to face the fact that a threesome with Gabe was never going to happen.
So what should she choose? Should she stay with Gabe who was safe and comfortable, or dump him and follow her fantasy? Becca didn’t know. She honestly didn’t know.
She needed time to think about things, and she couldn’t do that with Gabe studying and criticizing her every move.
She crossed her arms and shifted her stance. “Come on, Gabe, open the door. I want to go back.”
He frowned as he pulled out his car remote and unlocked the sedan. She started to get in the passenger seat, but he placed his hand on her elbow, stopping her.
“What?” she asked.
He stared at her for a long moment, then opened the back door. “Get in.”
She frowned. “But that’s the back.”
“Damn straight.” He moved his chin toward the car. “Get in.”
She wrinkled her brow. What the hell has gotten into him? “I’ve always ridden in the passenger seat.”
“Well today you’re not.”
What an ass. “Fine.” Whatever he wanted, just as long as he took her home.
“Fine.”
She moved to get into the car, but Gabe wouldn’t let go of her elbow. “What?” she finally asked.
He narrowed his gaze at her. “I’m tired of you jerking me around, Becca.”
“I’m not jerkin
g you around.”
He pressed his lips together, as if holding back a surge of emotion. “Just tell me why you did it.”
“Did what?”
“Kiss Lane.”
“I didn’t kiss him.”
“If I didn’t show up, you would have.”
Becca saw the frustration in his features and knew that she had to tell him the truth. Unfortunately, she wasn’t exactly sure what the truth was anymore.
She shrugged. “I don’t know why.”
He tightened his grip. “No, you do know. Tell me. Am I not enough for you?”
“No, it’s not that.”
A vein ticked in his jaw. “Then what?”
He was getting angrier by the minute. She had to give him some explanation, but what? “I guess…I guess I did it because he was exciting.”
“And good-looking.” He tightened his grip.
“Yes,” she said the word before she realized what she was saying. “Gabe, I didn’t mean—”
“No, you’re right. Lane is handsome and exciting. I’m not.”
“No, that’s not what—”
Gabe jerked her against the door frame of the car, cutting off her words. “I can be, though.” He leaned against her chest, pinning her between the hot metal and his long, lean frame.
It took her a few seconds to find her voice. “Can be what?”
“Exciting.” He shifted his gaze to her mouth. “When I’m done with you, you won’t even remember the name of that lifeguard.”
Tingles rippled up Becca’s spine. “Through with me?” She winced at the crack in her voice.
“Oh yes.” He leaned in close until his lips were inches away from hers. “I’ve got a lot planned for you, sweetheart.”
“You do?” She blinked as his words sunk into her brain. What the hell was he talking about, and who was this new Gabe? She kind of liked him.
He let go of her body and stepped back, leaving her dizzy and breathless.
“Get in the car, Becca.”
She opened her mouth to speak then shut it again. She stared at his intense expression and knew that he was in no mood to argue. Silently, she climbed into the back seat of the car and waited. Gabe slammed the door and loaded their things into the back of the sedan.
They had parked in the quiet end of the parking lot, far away from the other cars. A nearby tree had provided shade, so the inside wasn’t as stuffy and hot as it could have been on a hot summer day. Curiosity wound its way through her core as she watched Gabe close the back.
He took slow, measured steps as he made his way around to the driver’s side of the car. Instead of getting into the front, he opened the back door and climbed inside.
“What are you doing back here?” she asked as he closed the door.
He turned in his seat and faced her. “I’m going to make you forget that lifeguard and every other man you flirted with in my presence. By the time we leave this car, the only name you’ll remember is mine.”
Chapter Three
Becca couldn’t believe the change in Gabe. She kind of liked this new side of her boyfriend. Perhaps kissing Lane wasn’t such a bad thing after all.
“Come here.” Gabe took her wrist and pulled her close. Before she could react, he pressed his mouth to hers in a hot, possessive kiss. Her breath hitched, and her pulse raced as he placed his hand against the back of her head. He held her close and ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, coaxing her to open. She did without thinking and without reservation. He took advantage, plunging his tongue inside to duel with hers.
Becca moaned as his presence assaulted her senses. The world around her faded as his clean scent and body heat infused penetrated her awareness.
The man was relentless. He gripped her head tighter as he consumed her mouth. His commanding presence made her weak. Never before had he been so controlling.
Gabe snaked his other hand around her lap and rested it on her hip. Becca sighed and shifted her body against his. He groaned and tilted his head to deepen the kiss. If she tried to move, he’d curl his fingers into her flesh, preventing her from coming up for air.
She felt as if she was drowning, but it didn’t care. Who needed to breathe anyway? She kissed him back with all of the pent-up emotion she felt. Gabe was so intense and wild, so different from anything she had ever felt before. Becca loved every second of it.
He slipped his fingers down her hip and hooked them into her bikini bottoms. With a smooth, swift stroke, he tore them down the side of her leg, breaking the thin strap in the process. Becca gasped as he dragged his mouth away from hers and kissed her jaw and neck.
“What are you doing?” Did she really sound so breathless?
“You belong to me, Rebecca,” he murmured against her skin. “Do you understand? You’re mine.” He ran his tongue against a sensitive spot at the base of her throat. “Don’t you ever forget it.”
“Yes.” Oh God, yes. This is what she was missing, what she craved. The fact that Gabe knew her needs better than she did made her tremble in his arms.
Gabe eased her back against the car seat and kissed his way down her chest. “I’m going to ruin you for everyone else.” He hooked his finger under her bikini top and pulled. The thin fabric snapped as it tore off her skin. “Whenever you flirt, whenever you touch another man, you’re going to remember this moment. You’re going to remember me.” He took her nipple into his mouth. She cried out as he sucked her sensitive flesh, sending lightening bolts of pleasure through her body.
She loved this new Gabe. Becca wanted was to feel him over her, on top of her, inside her…
Becca looked down at his dirty-blond head and threaded her fingers through his hair. “Fuck, Gabe, you’re amazing.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” Gabe let go of her breast, grabbed her hips and yanked her body back along the length of the seat. Becca squealed as he wedged her legs apart and settled himself between them. She grasped at his swimsuit, but he drew back just out of reach. She whimpered as he straightened and looked down at her with an intense, penetrating stare.
“Don’t orgasm until I say so, understood?”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
She swallowed, hard. “Okay.”
He returned to her nipple, teasing and stroking her until the need inside to almost painful levels. She tried to grab onto something—anything. Things were going so fast.
He slid his hands along the underside of her thighs and lifted them into the air. She loved the feel of his smooth fingers against her skin. Long and thin, they could reach the deepest part of her core with little effort. It was enough to drive her wild.
He curled his fingers into her flesh, sending out sparks of pain though her system. She grabbed the top of the seat, curling her fingers into the soft leather. He kissed a hot trail down her belly as he slid his fingers around to her ass. She groaned as he cupped her cheeks and lifted her into the air.
“That’s it, baby. I want to hear you scream.”
She couldn’t scream in a parking lot. They’d be heard by the other vacationers. “Gabe—”
He spread her legs wider apart, hooking one ankle on the top of the seat and the other on his shoulder. All the while he was kissing lower and lower.
Fuck the other guests. Gabe’s kissing was so carnal, so hungry. God, she loved it when he was rough with her.
She flung her arm back and wedged it into the door handle for balance. Becca closed her eyes and groaned as he slipped his tongue over the smooth folds of her pussy.
“You like this, don’t you?” He slid his tongue along the length of her slit. “Fuck Becca, you’re so wet.”
Becca tightened her grip on the car seat and whimpered as he delivered his sweet torture. There was nowhere to move, nowhere to go. He had trapped her with his long fingers and held her completely at his mercy. It was so amazing, unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
He groaned as he curled his fingers into her ass and li
fted it higher. “I didn’t think you could taste sweeter. Damn it, Becca, you’re killing me.”
She opened her mouth to speak, but then he slid his tongue between her folds. Her thoughts scattered as his warm, wet tongue pressed against her sensitive skin.
“Come on, baby. Let me hear you sing.” He slipped his tongue through her moist heat, again, causing her to gasp with pleasure.
Around and around her opening he traveled, teasing her sensitive skin. She wiggled in his hands, but he held firm, preventing her from arching her back and pressing her pussy closer to his mouth. He took his time, drawing lazy circles over her skin. A sense of urgency swept through her veins, causing her to tighten her grip on the seat and door handle.
“Please, Gabe. Oh God.” Her words dissolved into a moan as he pressed his tongue against her clit.
Becca closed her eyes and arched her back as he rubbed her sensitive nubbin, using the small flicks he knew she enjoyed most.
Pressure built in her core, causing her head to swim. “Gabe.”
“That’s it, baby. Never forget who can do this to you.” He caught her gaze as he gently bit down on her clit.
Becca closed her eyes and groaned as pain and pleasure infused into her blood stream.
“Don’t come for me, baby. Not yet.”
Right. Becca wanted to say something sarcastic, but words escaped her as he dragged his tongue down and entered her pussy. She clenched the muscles in her core, trying to draw him deeper. Damn Gabe and his teasing. Couldn’t he see how needy she was? She squirmed and bucked, but he refused to give in to her silent pleas. Warm air brushed against her, providing little relief from the heat he was generating inside her body.
Just when she didn’t think she could take any more, he shifted his hands and dipped his tongue inside her core. Becca cried out and bucked, pressing her hips closer to his mouth. He used small flicks, the in-and-out movement driving her wild. She closed her eyes and arched her back as her orgasm hovered, just out of reach. Not yet. She tried to hold back the tidal wave of emotion, not wanting to disappoint Gabe. The pressure kept building, building…