Chapter 112 

With his eyes focused between my legs, he strokes himself once, twice, three times… I 

watch the moment he ejaculates through the lips of my sex. 

“Never have I seen something so hot…so ridiculously fucking hot. 

He lifts his fingers and slowly slides them through my pulsing body. 

Rubbing himself into me, making sure I feel every drop of his semen. 

Fucking…hell. 

I feel the hot cream of his seed as he smears it through my sex. 

He pants as he watches me, the darkness behind his eyes sends a shiver up my spine. 

A perspiration sheen is all over his skin, and honestly…I’ve never seen anything so 

beautiful. 

“I wanted you then,” I pant as I pull him down to kiss me. “Why couldn’t we…?” 

“I’m waiting for our date,” he whispers in my ear. “I want it to be special. 

I’m a virgin, you know.” 

I giggle as I hold him close. “Virgins don’t know how to do what you just did.” 

“You’d be surprised.” I feel him smile into my hair. “Porn is very educational.” 

Gabriel walks out of his wardrobe in his dark gray suit with a crisp white shirt and I smile. Now that the cat is out of the bag, I can’t even pretend to act casual about him. I’m 

fangirling like a pro. 

He walks back into his wardrobe and sprays his aftershave on, and I walk in and grab him 

the tie. “Seeing you in your suit makes me want to drop to my knees…Mr. Ferrara.” 

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eyes hold mine, and he unzips his trousers. “Do it.” We’ve had the best weekend. 

1: 

On Saturday morning, we went to the market and wandered around, then we went out for lunch, followed by bike riding around Central Park. Well, the four of them, the kids, Gabriel and Mark, rode a bike, and Gabriel pulled me along in a buggy. 

Mark crashed his bike and Gabriel was laughing so hard that he nearly ran us into a lake, it *was 

was so fun. 

Saturday night we had a dreamy dinner on the terrace and then the kids played in the hot tub while Gabriel and I drank too much red wine while lying on the deck chairs. 

Yesterday we had a lazy day, we unpacked our suitcases and did online grocery shopping to get ready for the week. 

Seeing everything fresh through the kids‘ eyes, seeing the love in his. 

I’d forgotten how much I love New York. 

This weekend reminded me. 

He slams the wardrobe door shut and pushes me down to my knees, in one sharp movement he slides his thick cock down my throat until I gag. He smiles down at me as hel tenderly brushes my hair back from my face. “If you’re going to talk the talk.” He drives 

himself farther down my throat, and I giggle around him. “Behave.” 

What must we look like, him in a full power suit, with everything to perfection, and me with 

wild hair and still in my pajamas. 

He grabs my head with two hands and begins to fuck my mouth. 

“Suck. My. Cock.” 

Monday, 2 p.m. 

I sit in the park as the kids play on the playground, Mark is hovering around somewhere but won’t come and sit with me. Gabriel has obviously warned him to keep his distance 

from me whenever he’s not around. 

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Jealous prick. 

sip my to–go coffee and smile as I watch Lucia and Dominic talk to a group of kids. I can hear them telling them where we’re from and the kids asking questions back. 

My phone rings and the name Gabriel lights up the screen. 

“Hello.” I smile. 

“Hello, is this Mrs. Cock Sucker?” he breathes, and I can tell he’s smiling. 

This is Miss Cock Sucker.” 

“Hmm, well, with a performance like this morning, you won’t be unmarried for long,” he whispers darkly. “My cock tingles every time I think of it…well done.” 

I giggle and look around guiltily. “Did you call me at the kids‘ playground to discuss my culinary skills, Mr. Ferrara?” 

“Absolutely,” he whispers. “What are you wearing?” 

“What am I wearing?” I glance up into the hard, cold stare of Gabriel’s mother, she’s standing over me. I glance around for Mark; he’s nowhere to be seen. 

Fuck. 

“Hang up,” she mouths. “Now.” 

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