“Right, okay,” Serenity responded. “Well, I need to get back to work. I’ll see you this evening.”
“Hey,” Gabriella said, her tone sounding more meaningful. “Thanks Serenity. Seriously. I’m really glad you’re my friend.”
“Aww! You’re going to make me start crying again! Just take it easy today, alright?”
Gabriella agreed that she would, and then hung up. I still couldn’t bring myself to make eye contact with her, because knowing she’d been afraid of me, even for a second, made me feel miserable.
She tried to lighten the mood by speaking casually about it. “Looks like you need to change it up a little,” she teased, only to look apologetic again when I grimaced. “I’m just kidding. Are you mad at me?”
Sighing heavily, I shook my head. “No, I just sensed your fear when she told you.”
“Hey, I’m not afraid,” she retorted, placing her hands on her hips.
I sighed again. “I smelt it,” I said simply.
She let her hands fall to her side. “Okay, maybe I felt a little scared for a second, but she made it sound like the ‘victims’…” She did air quotes for emphasis. “Weren’t murderers themselves. At least, when she first mentioned it.”
When I still wouldn’t look at her, she slowly walked up and stood close enough so that her knees were touching mine. I focused on her silk-covered thighs for a moment, before raising my chin to meet her gaze, seeing that her expression was now somber. Taking a deep breath, I reached out and placed my hands on her silky hips, pulling her gently forward.
She quickly brought her knee up to get back onto the couch, straddling my waist again. She then plopped down gently and wrapped my head in her embrace, squeezing me tightly both with her legs and arms at the same time. I was sure she could feel that my cock wasn’t hard anymore.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
I shook my head against her chest. “You don’t need to be sorry. I just feel ashamed that I made you afraid. I would never hurt you.” And I meant that. I needed to make sure I was fully in control, because I couldn’t afford to hurt her. Even just being too rough one time might make her not trust me again.
“I know,” she said quietly. “That’s why I’m sorry. I know you’d never hurt me, so there should have been no reason for me to feel afraid.” She continued to hold me for a while longer, before leaning away slightly. I looked up at her, blushing when I saw that the desire in her green eyes had returned.
Gabriella slowly lowered her face, focusing on my lips, until she abruptly closed the gap and kissed me passionately.
When her tongue slipped between my lips, feeling like she was fucking my mouth roughly, it had the same effect as last time. I immediately pulled hard on her waist, forcing her down on my stiffening cock while I shoved my own tongue into her mouth.
She moaned again, but this time I didn’t stop. She gasped in surprise when I pulled away just enough to gently bite her juicy bottom lip. She immediately bit mine in return, a playful look in her emerald eyes as she sank her teeth into my flesh much harder.
However, she then had the same reaction I’d experienced, pulling away in alarm. “Sorry, that wasn’t too hard, was it?”
I shook my head and reached up behind the base of her neck, feeling her bright red hair cover my hand as I forced her lips onto mine again. Her hands began exploring my chest as we kissed, before she returned her fingers to my jawline to hold my face. We were both beginning to breathe harder through our noses, the sound becoming ragged and heavy, when I unexpectedly heard a concerning sound in the distance.
Jerking my head away, I listened closely.
“What’s wrong?” she asked in alarm, seeing my serious expression.
We had a fairly long driveway, and no close neighbors, so no one ever came near the house except me and my sister. However, currently a car was slowing down on the road, as if it was going to pull in. I suspected that maybe they were just turning around, but I wanted to make sure, considering someone like a reporter might have found out where Gabriella was staying.
However, when the vehicle pulled in, it didn’t stop and turn around. Instead, it began driving toward the house.
Shit. We had company.