Temptation on Ocean Drive - Jennifer Probst Page 0,85
voice. “Be very quiet.”
She slid down and took him in her mouth. She sucked him deep, then ran the edge of her teeth down his pulsing length until his hands fisted in her hair and he cursed, shaking beneath her with a helplessness and need that made her feel like a queen. Finally, she rolled on the condom and lowered herself over him, inch by slow inch, until he was buried deep, and her entire body throbbed and shuddered.
His hands cupped her breasts. His gaze devoured her, lit with lust and a deeper emotion that filled her heart. “Ride me,” he murmured, tweaking her nipples. “Take all you want.”
She did. And when the orgasm hit, he covered her mouth with his in a fierce kiss, swallowing every throaty cry. His hips jerked, and then he followed her over the edge, never breaking the contact. When they finally fell back in a tangle of sheets and naked limbs, she knew the connection between them was so much more than physical.
“You’re wrong,” she whispered to him in the dark, her hand on his damp chest, thigh tucked under his.
“About what?”
She pressed her face to his shoulder and told the truth. “It’ll never be just about sex. And I’m telling Zoe and my sisters tomorrow. Because you’re important.”
He smoothed back her hair and dropped a kiss on her head. “Thank you, Bella. Maybe one day I’ll be able to tell you how I really feel about you.”
She stiffened, her heart thundering against her rib cage, waiting for him to finish. But he was asleep, and she knew she wasn’t ready to hear it.
Not yet.
Chapter Eighteen
“Gabe and I are dating.”
Taylor coughed on her bagel and began choking. Bella calmly got up from her chair, stood behind her, and gave her one hard thump on the back.
The bagel piece dislodged, and her sister sucked in a breath.
Avery jumped up and stabbed her finger in the air with triumph. “I knew it!” she screeched. “Oh my God, this is fantastic! I saw the way you guys were together, and something was just off. I’m so glad I insisted you both work on Adele’s wedding—I was a true matchmaker!”
Taylor swiveled her head around and glared. She shoved the plate away from her in disgust. “Does that make me the stupid sister? You’re telling me this has been going on behind my back for how long—and I didn’t know?”
Bella smiled at her sisters, a bit relieved by Avery’s enthusiasm and Taylor’s normal temper. It meant they were happy about her big announcement. “Sorry, but it took me by surprise. Until we began working on Adele’s wedding, I only thought I had a crush.”
Avery laughed. “Knew it. Then again, it’s hard not to have a crush on Gabe. He’s kind of perfect.”
Taylor blew out an annoyed breath. “Okay, just stop congratulating yourself over there. If Gabe was so perfect, why didn’t you fall for him all that time you both worked together?”
“Because we had no chemistry. And looking back on things now, I realize he’s been crushing on Bella for a while. How come you didn’t go for him?” she asked Taylor curiously.
Taylor rolled her eyes. “I adore Gabe, but he’s much too sweet. When he started working here, I got the brother vibe—not the hot-lover one.”
“Well, now that you both declared the reasons you didn’t sleep with Gabe, we can move on with other stuff,” Bella said.
“Hell no,” Taylor said, getting up to refill her flute glass. “We are so going to analyze every part of this hot lust journey. How often do we get to have breakfast together without terming it a business meeting? Let’s take advantage.”
Bella had called her sisters to a special morning get-together with a promise of carbs and mimosas and an announcement. They’d come immediately, eating up all the food and drinks, and allowing her to take her time with her declaration. She settled into the inquisition, knowing it was best for them both to get all their nosy questions answered.
“When did you first sleep together?” Taylor demanded.
God, why was she blushing? This was ridiculous; she was a grown-up. “After Adele’s wedding.”
Avery gave a whoop. “Nothing like a Dr. Seuss wedding to get you all steamed up.”
Bella gave her a suffering glance. “Are you really having this much fun torturing me?”
“Yes,” Taylor said firmly. “So you’ve been seeing each other for a few weeks now without telling us?”
“I needed some time to process. You know how I am. I went from not dating