Stolen by a Sinner (Sinners #3)(57)

I place the phone on a pillow and quickly take off my clothes. When I crawl onto the mattress, I say, “I’m on the bed.”

“Lie on your back and spread your legs wide.”

I feel self-conscious as I carry out the order. With my heart pounding against my ribs, I reach for the vibrator. I’ve never used one, and pressing a button, I start laughing when it gives short bursts of vibrations in my hand.

“Press the button again until the vibrations are continuous.”

I have to press it eight times, my eyes widening from the intense vibration.

“Are you ready, Lara?”

Nope. Not by a long shot. “Ah… I think so.”

“Relax, Ödülüm. I promise it will feel good.” He lets out a chuckle. “It’s not my cock, but it will have to do.”

Sweet Jesus. He can just keep talking, and I’ll orgasm.

When he talks again, his voice is deep and seductive. “Slowly rub it over your clit.”

I move the vibrator between my legs and jerk when it touches me. The pleasure is instant, ripping a gasp from me.

“That’s it, baby, let me hear you. Slowly press against your entrance, then rub it over your clit again.”

My abdomen tightens, the sensations so good, I start to move faster.

“How does it feel?”

“Really good.”

“You’ll only come when I give you permission. Use the head of the vibrator to stretch your opening.”

I quickly pull the device away from my clit before I lose control and orgasm. My breaths explode over my lips, then I slowly rub the head around my opening, I try to push it in a little, but it won’t fit. “Ah… Gabriel?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t think it’s going to fit.”

“That’s why we’re doing this.”

“Not you. The vibrator.”

He lets out a chuckle. “I know, Lara. You’ll need to keep stretching yourself until it does fit.”

“Oh.” I keep massaging around my opening, every couple of seconds trying to push it inside me. I start to feel feverish with need, and my butt lifts from the bed. The head pops in, scaring the living shit out of me.

“You gasped. It didn’t sound like pleasure. What happened?”

“It went in.” I quickly pull it out and sit up.

There’s a dark tone to his voice as he asks, “Is there blood?”

I let out a breath of relief when I don’t see any. “No. Thank God.”

“You better thank the almighty. Do not take your own virginity.”

“I won’t.” I bite my bottom lip, then admit, “I’d rather have you here. This is much harder than I thought.”

“Lie back and relax, Lara. You will come tonight.”

I lower myself to the bed, really wishing he was here.

“Close your eyes and just listen to my voice.” I shut them, focusing on Gabriel. “Massage your clit, baby. Imagine I’m right next to you. Imagine it’s my cock rubbing against you.”

The device vibrates over the bundle of nerves.

So good.

“I love when your breathing hitches. It makes me so fucking hard.” I hear him move, then he continues. “I have my cock in my fist, wondering how it would feel to have your fingers wrapped around it, stroking me.” Dear Lord. “I want you on your knees, sucking my cock into the back of your throat while your innocent eyes stare up at me.”

My body tightens, and my back arches as I whimper, “Gabriel.”

“Come, baby. Let me hear your orgasm tear through you.”

The world splinters into pure ecstasy, and I hear Gabriel groan as he seems to find his own release. “I need to fuck you so badly. I can’t wait to come inside you.”

My thighs squeeze together as the device vibrates against my clit, and I cry from how intense the pleasure is.

“Jesus, Lara,” he breathes with awe in his voice. “Hearing you come is the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.”

My body goes numb, and I gasp for air. “That… was… intense.”

“You better scream like that when I pound into you,” he growls.

“Pretty sure I will.” I turn onto my side and snuggle into his pillow. “Are you coming home?”

“No. I’m in LA. I’ll be back before the party.”

“Can I sleep in your room?”

“Yes, Ödülüm.”

The words bring a smile to my face. “Gabriel?”

“Yes?”

“You’re my reward as well.”

Not long after the call ends, I drift into a peaceful sleep. I wake before the sun rises, and after getting dressed, I clean the vibrator and place it back in the drawer. I make sure the room is spotless before sneaking out and rushing back to my bedroom.

I take a quick shower, get dressed for the day, then head to the kitchen to make tea.

Today is Alya Hanim’s birthday, and I don’t want anything to go wrong.

Nisa comes into the kitchen, followed by Murat. He places the phone on the table, then says, “It’s your phone, Lara. Gabriel Bey said to keep it on you at all times.”

“Oh.” My cheeks flush bright red as I pick up the device.