pleasure runs deep

“I bet three cents that whatever is holy wouldn't dare interfere." Gabriel said with and devilish smirk.

I swallowed hard.

“Three cents?."

“I wouldn't bet more."

“Why are you staring at me like that?."

“Like what?."

“Like you're going to pounce on me..."

He started stalking towards me.

I wasn't scared, was I?, Maybe just a little bit.

I sat down on the bed because my legs could not hold me much longer, it was trembling.

“I've missed you, like crazy and standing with you in the same room is making me crave your touch." He said softly, but still the crazed and hungry look was in his eyes

He reached where I sat and stood in front of me, my knees were rubbing against his leg. With one finger, he raised my chin so that I would meet his eyes.

“If being engaged to me and being pregnant for me wouldn't make you understand that you're mine, maybe I should brand you."

My mouth went dry, as if someone had poured sand in it.

“What?." I blurted the question.

“I must have gone too soft that you ta