Rush: Part One & Two (The Pitstop Series Book 3)
Rush: Part One & Two: Part 2 – Chapter 76

“Valentina, wake up, baby,” Gabriel’s voice fills my ears, and I shoot up in bed, my eyes opening and my heart beating too hard against my ribcage.

My gaze fixates on the half-naked man in front of me, and only when I see his full lips and green-brown eyes can I calm my body down.

“You’re shaking, chérie. What did you dream about?”

I can’t tell him. All I can do is wrap my arms around his neck and sob. I have a problem. I’ve had a dream like this twice before. One was about losing James, the other about losing Adrian.

After a couple of minutes, I pull back and explain my dream.

“You died, and there was nothing I could do about it.” I put my fingers on his torso, and he takes my curly hair into his hands so he can drag it over my shoulder and let it hang down my shoulders.

“You know, my dad used to say if someone dreams about your death, you will live longer in real life. So, thank you.”

He chuckles softly, and I drop my head against his naked chest. His skin is hot, and the steady beat of his heart calms my body.

“I’m sorry you had a bad dream. I just closed my eyes when you started moving around, and then you screamed,” he says, and I lean away once again.

“I’m so sorry, Gabriel. I don’t know what brought this on, or even why tonight, but I guess dreams are just as uncontrollable as…” I try to think of a good comparison, but my mind goes blank.

“My love for you,” he finishes my sentence, and I roll my eyes. I run my fingers over his left nipple, and he tucks his bottom lip between his teeth.

“God, that was incredibly cheesy. I think we need to break up.”

His jaw drops, but he smiles at me and wraps his arms around my stomach, flipping me onto my back. His mouth claims mine, and I can feel him grow against my leg. He pulls away sooner than I want him to, than either of us do.

“Cheesy, huh?” I nod.

“Are you done already? One kiss and you’re done?” I challenge, and he shakes his head.

“Does this feel like I’m done to you?”

He rubs his erection against my leg, kisses me firmly again, and cups my breasts. A moan leaves both of us, but they are dulled by his lips on mine.

“And this,” he goes on, guiding my shorts down, spreading my legs, and pressing his tongue against my aching sensitive spot.

My hands move into his hair, and I tighten my grip, making him groan. The vibrations make my back arch off the bed, and Gabriel’s hands slip onto my hips to hold me down. His name leaves my lips, and his hands drag my body closer to his mouth.

It leaves my skin, and I am about to complain when he replaces his tongue with his thumb and uses it to trace circles. My head is spinning, my skin is on fire, and I don’t know how to respond when he adds two fingers and pushes them inside of me.

“Oh God,” I say, unable to keep the sounds of pleasures to myself.

The friction he is creating is heavenly, and the circles make me dizzy from pleasure. His lips move to my lower stomach, and I grab the sheets.

Too soon, I fall apart under his touch, and I cover my face with a pillow as I come down from my high. I press my legs together, enjoying all of the sweet after-effects of the orgasm. It’s fascinating how alive he makes me feel. It’s like every cell in my body gets its own heartbeat, and they dance with every touch from Gabriel.

He pulls the pillow from my face, and I smirk at him.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’m already aching,” he says, and the smug smile fades from my face.

“Let me help you with that, Monsieur Biancheri.”

Addressing him like that excites me, and it obviously does the same to him. I can see it by the way he looks at me and how his body responds.

I remove his shirt from my chest, letting my breasts bounce free. His eyes close, his head falls backward against the pillow, and he lets out a loud groan.

“I don’t understand,” he states, and confusion washes over me. “It’s not fair, you know.” He sits up in bed and puts his hands on my face, then drops them to my breasts. “No one should have a body like yours,” he says, and his eyes focus on my lips.

“Why?” I ask, a little distracted by the way his big hands are cupping my breasts. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“Because you have me addicted,” he says.

I lean forward until our lips are a centimeter apart. My right hand moves down to his boxers, and I tease him by rubbing my thumb up and down on his cock. He moans, but I cut him off by bringing my lips to his.

“Tell me what you want,” I whisper, and he opens his mouth.

No words come out, only groans of pleasure.

“Tell me,” I say, but he doesn’t answer.

I remove my thumb, and he opens his eyes to look at me. I love that I made him this speechless, but I need to know what he wants.

“That pretty mouth around me, if you’re ready,” he admits, and I smirk at him.

“I’ve been ready since that day in the shower.”

He frowns for a brief second, but I distract him by placing a kiss to the soft spot on his neck. His head falls to the side, and I suck on the already purple mark there. For a brief moment, I wonder if anyone saw it today, but I concentrate on him quickly enough.

I kiss his neck for a minute longer until I get off his lap and kneel down in front of him. Gabriel gets up, pulls his boxers down, and sits on the edge of the bed, in front of me. The thought of taking all of him in my mouth makes me anxious. I won’t be able to, will I?

“You’re so big,” I say, and he puts his index finger under my chin, lifting my head and forcing me to look at him.

“Go slow, and let your hands do what they do best on the part that doesn’t fit in your mouth.”

I nod, put my hands on his thighs, take a small breath, and sit up so I can press my lips against his again. I feel like I need some more time to prepare, even if I’ve been ready to do this for weeks already.

His hands are cupping my face, and his tongue massages mine. I lean away and trace kisses down his body until I reach the thin line of hair that leads to his cock. I lick up his torso one more time, making him moan, his hand slipping into my hair. He’s under my complete control, which excites every cell in my body.

With another deep breath, I move down to his length and press a kiss to the head of his penis.

“Mhmm,” he says, and hearing him motivates me to go further.

I run my tongue down his cock, ignoring the unfamiliar taste of what I assume is precum. I switch between licking him and sucking, and he moans loudly.

“Yeah, just like that,” he says.

I look up at him and see his eyes are closed and lips slightly parted. My focus goes back to pleasuring him, and he grabs a handful of my hair, tugging. This is so unfamiliar to me, but at the same time, I like it. I like pleasuring him this way, to hear him moan my name.

“You’re doing so well for me, chérie,” he praises, and I go a bit faster.

His hands grip the edge of the bed while I take him all the way down my throat until my gag reflex sets in, and I lean back again. I repeat the same thing when he starts to let out little moans for me.

“Fuuuuuuck, I’m gonna—” He cuts off, and I keep going until I feel his warm liquid shoot down my throat. Gabriel’s legs shake, and I give him a proud smile.

“Hmmm,” I say as I stand up and straddle his lap. He pulls my mouth to his, kissing me fiercer than ever before.

“You didn’t have to swallow, you never do.” I lick my lips before I answer.

“But I wanted to,” I whisper in a seductive voice, and he falls onto the mattress.

“You can’t say those things to me, otherwise I’ll be proposing sooner than either of us is ready for,” he jokes, and I lean forward until my lips are a centimeter from his.

“You mean things like how fucking good it felt to have you in my mouth?” I ask, and he flips us over so I’m the one on my back.

“Yes, things like that,” he says, indecisiveness on his face.

I can tell he wants to keep going, but he needs to rest. Tomorrow is Qualifying, and he has to be fit for it.

“I love you,” I tell him, taking away the sexual tension and making a soft expression cover his face.

“I love you the same, mon tournesol.”

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