Unspoken Desires

Gabriel POV 

"Are you going to keep talking, or are you going to act?" Isabella dared me. Her voice drove me to the point of no return. 

I made eye contact with her, waiting to see if she would change her mind, but she didn't.

I leaned in, kissing her lips without another word. The second we kissed, it was as if the rest of the room dissolved. Her hands sprang up to my neck and pulled me toward her, and I followed suit, kissing more deeply. The feel of her heat against me blurred my vision and the world stopped for one-second.

Her lips opened, and she let me in, and I used the opportunity to run my tongue over hers. She answered right away, matching my appetite with the same fervor. I could sense the lust come on, neither of us able to stop it now.

Her hands roamed to my chest, pulling at my shirt eagerly. I pulled back just long enough to rip the fabric away, the need between us turning every motion painful, desperate. She wasted no time, fumbling with my belt, her fingertips shaking a little, the fervor of the moment overwhelming her corporeal body.

I wound my hand around her waist, tugging her close. My brain couldn't even process all the emotions rushing through me. I was done with holding back.

"God, you're perfect," I mumbled against her lips, my fingers gliding over every inch of her. 

She began pulling at the fabric of her dress, tugging it over her head. 

I clipped her bra and helped her out of her panties. And in an instant, she was there, naked in the dull light.

As I leered at her, my heart raced inside my chest, her eyes were filled with lust, with the same fire that burned in me.

Without a word, I pushed her onto the bed. She didn't resist; her eyes stayed fixed on mine. 

A moment after, I settled on top of her, and she squeezed her legs around me. I knew that we wouldn't have to speak anymore. Our bodies knew what they wanted.

I kissed her. My tongue tracing fine lines on her neck and down to her shoulder bone. My desire grew. My hands touched all over her, feeling the warm silkiness of her skin. I could never get enough. She responded with equal fervor, drawing me closer as her breath came quicker, and her hands roamed over my body. 

Leaning down, I placed a kiss along the side of her neck. The sound of her sigh filled the air, while I felt her fingers clutching at my back. 

At first, I moved slowly against her merely to savor the heat that radiated between us. But it soon proved insufficient, I craved more.

I felt her teeth softly bite my neck. She was wilder than I expected and I loved it. 

"Faster, Gabriel, piease," she moaned and pulled me closer. 

Her moans filled my ears as I moved faster, pressing deeper as I adjusted my position. 

She let out a moan, a tantalizing sound that swept away any remaining restraint. 

"Gabriel," she cried softly and started moving with me. 

With renewed urgency, I quickened my pace; an unexpected need surged through me for our bodies to connect even further. Each thrust was met with enthusiasm; her hips rolled enticingly against mine as though we shared the same longing.

The moment became an intoxicating whirl of warmth and passion, her body fit perfectly alongside mine. Beneath me, I sensed her trembling.

I leaned down, kissing the side of her neck, hearing her sigh, feeling her fingers dig into my back. I moved against her, slow at first, just enough to feel the heat between us. But it wasn't enough. I needed more.

I shifted my weight, pushing into her, and she moaned, the sound so intoxicating that I couldn't hold back anymore. I moved faster, harder, my body craving hers in a way I didn't expect. She met me with every thrust, her hips rolling against mine as if she wanted the same thing.

Everything was a blur of heat and desire. Her body felt perfect against mine. I could feel her trembling beneath me, her breath coming in sharp bursts. She was close. I could tell. I wasn't far behind.

"Bella," I whispered. It sent her over the edge. I could feel her body tense, her fingers digging into my skin as she called out.

"Gabriel," she moaned. That was it. All I needed.

I continued thrusting, her body moving with me and we both climaxed. 

I brushed the wet hair on her face, staring into her eyes. 

Her fingers traced a line on my chest. I had listed after her, but now I didn't want her to go. 

"Let me remind you that this won't happen again," she said. 

"Then, I better make the most of it," I said, kissing her lips. 

Our tongue fought for dominance and we went for another round through the night. I laid exhausted beside her, wrapping her in my arms until I slept off. 

*******

My eyes fluttered open and I groaned as the sunlight touched my face. I rolled my hand reaching for Isabella but it was empty. I glanced at where she had been the night before and it was empty. 

My eyes scanned the room, but she was gone. 

How did she leave?

The memories of last night came flooding back. I missed the taste of her lips, the way her soft body felt against mine. 

I couldn't stop smiling as I remembered. I pulled the sheet off my naked body and walked to the table, pouring myself a glass of water. 

I had no intention of letting her go. She wasn't slipping from my fingers. 

We're not done, Isabella. 

Right then, my phone rang. I reached for it and answered. 

"We found him, boss," the voice said. 

"Good. Hold him still till I get there," I replied and hung up. 

I drowned the cup of water and stepped into the bathroom.