After My Death, My Husband Who Threw Me Into the Hunting Grounds Went Insane novel Chapter 111

AUDREY

Gabriel was already alone when I returned to my desk. It was noon, and I knew he was supposed to be in a lunch meeting. I saw him sitting in his chair, unmoving in his glass office.

I texted Chelsea that I'd be late for lunch and go with Jacey without me. I crept into his office, and he immediately felt my presence. 

"Is everything all right?" I asked.

He spun around and looked up at me with an inexplicable expression on his face. He stood up and strode toward me, then pressed me against his body, sniffing my hair. I could hear the gritting of his teeth.

"Say you'd never betray me, Audrey," he whispered harshly. 

I searched for his eyes. "What's going on? Why the question?"

"Say it."

"Why would I betray you?"

"That's not the correct answer." He cupped my face and possessively claimed my mouth, and at that second, he was like an angry, hungry lion eating his prey. His breath was momentarily driving me crazy, the scent of his perfume mixing with his body heat. He slightly bit my lower lip and pulled it in his mouth. 

"Wait." I glided my hands on his chest. I could never get over the power he possessed over me. Ge was sexy as hell. Just a simple, hot kiss. I was already floating in outer space. "Gabriel, what's going on with you?"

"Don't break my trust, Audrey," his voice was like a warning. "At least not you."

I sighed. "How could I do that to you? You probably know more about me than me."

He nodded. "I trust you," he murmured. "Call off your lunch. I'll cancel mine. You're staying here with me. At least for an hour, Audrey."

My shoulders fell. Looking at his impossibly gorgeous face convinced me enough to comply. 

"I'll call for delivery." I smiled. "What would you like for lunch?"

"You know what I like." A small smile finally appeared on his lips. "It's up to you." He glanced at his wristwatch. "We have less than an hour. Hurry and come upstairs."

I nodded. "Okay." 

Upstairs meant his suite on the uppermost floor. I'd been there thrice to pick up some things, but I never really stayed or tried to look around. But it definitely looked like a personal space extension of his office whenever he was staying late.

The boss asked me to stay, and I told her I wouldn't come. I called for lunch delivery at Mercy's, a Mediterranean restaurant Gabriel really liked, only a block away from the office, then called Jones and requested to take it upstairs. 

Hurriedly, I used the executive elevator towards the upper floor that connects to Gabriel's chamber, and I immediately found him in front of the stereo, holding a remote control. He was only in his white dress shirt. His silk necktie tied undone. A bottle of uncorked champagne and two empty glasses were on the center table. A song titled ‘Anthem' by Connor Bvrns and Bonn was playing. The melody was somber, yet I fell in love.

As soon as he put the remote control down, Gabriel rushed to me and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and his hands supporting my buttocks. I held on to my shoulder. 

"I can't wait anymore, Audrey. I've been very patient, but I already want to claim you. But of course, we won't do anything you don't like."

"I want you, Gabriel," I confessed.

"Then kiss me if you do."

I grinned, then lowered my head to sweetly kiss his firm mouth. Suddenly, he walked to the couch and tossed me on the cushion. Gabriel settled on top of me without breaking the kiss, and he was already unbuttoning his shirt. 

The song, our breaths, the sounds of our mouths, and the rustling of our clothes' fabrics were like my own personal music. I became highly conscious of my body as my skin is ultrasensitive. 

But enough about me. I wanted more of him. I wanted to taste him. 

Boldly, I sprang up and swiftly rolled over on top of him. I might have kept my virginity, but I already had two boyfriends I met in college. I was lucky enough that they were decent—how I still had my purity, but it didn't mean I was too innocent.

I knew and did things. Something I learned from my past relationship, and I was craving those for him, or maybe even more…

Gabriel stared back at me in surprise. I traced my fingers on the bumps of his chest, down the lines of his chiseled abs, to his navel, without breaking the eye contact, then I lowered myself and began kissing his bare torso. Little by little, and slowly savoring the taste of his skin with my lips. It still wasn't enough. I ran my tongue over his stomach and continued the tease with a mouthful of deep kisses and licks. Even the taste of his skin was delicious.

"Audrey…" his voice tensed.

Promptly, I sat up again and caught the buckle of his belt, and he grasped my wrist too.

He scowled. "What are you doing?"

I bit my lower lip. "I want to."

He raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

I nodded. "With your permission?"

"Audrey." His expression darkened. "You don't need my permission. I'm just surprised."

The anticipation made me smile. I'd always wondered what it'd look like. I unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned his trousers slowly, but it seemed he was intolerant. He helped me undo it.

"Are we experimenting?" he asked, followed by a strained chuckle. 

I smirked. "Maybe I'm not, but since your driver might knock on that door at any moment, I'd like to hurry."

Gabriel's eyebrows met. "And maybe I don't want to hurry this up." 

I slid my hand into his trousers and grasped what I had meant to set free. He felt thick against my palm, and his shaft was as hard as steel with smooth velvet around it. I pulled him out of his briefs, and damn…

He was gorgeous all over—a perfect definition of a man that was born to please a woman. And he was definitely nine inches.

I gulped.

He chuckled. "Like what you see?"

"Don't be so cocky."

"Well, that is cocky," he breathed. "Have you done this before—whoa!"

I started with long, slow licks from the top to the root of his length, then teased the tip of its head, then leisurely swirled my tongue around it. I wanted to give him more, so after plenty of licks, I took his base in my mouth again while my tongue didn't stop. 

I felt so powerful and in charge of the moment. Gabriel released hitched breaths and gave me a lustful look. I felt his legs tensing, so I'd deliberately slow down to keep him on edge. 

Then I sucked his tip again and began stroking his length simultaneously. He caught my hair. 

"Audrey… wait."

I ignored him and went on, consistently licking him with more enthusiasm I had never given away before. I touched the two orbs beneath his length, waiting to be pleasured as well. While looking at me, I increased the pressure and kept every stroke lavish and greedy. 

"Audrey, I'm going to come in your mouth if you do this," he whispered harshly.

I smiled at him with his cock still in my mouth and took him deeper. He fisted a handful of my hair and groaned. 

"Fuck!" he cursed.

He shrugged, then nodded. "What happened?"

"It didn't work."

"Just like that?"

"Just like that." I looked down at the lunch box in front of me. It had portions of Greek salad, hummus, pita, and chicken. "This looks delicious."

"I had this lunch box delivered whenever I decided to stay for lunch," he informed. "So how was it? Your past boyfriends." 

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, stop referring to it like that. You know, they were nice. Never cheated. Decent. Smart. But it was always me who had to be indifferent."

"Why is that?"

"I can't move forward, Gabriel. I was stuck. Whenever I was at that point… you know," I opened up. "I mean, when we were finally going to have sex, I'd always freak out in the middle."

"And they broke up with you because of that?"

"No." I shook my head. "I initiated the break-up."

He was silent for a moment as he ate, but then he asked again, "Why'd you freak out, Audrey?"

"I don't know. It's not like I don't want sex. I want to, but whenever I am already there, I just..."

"You stop."

"Yes. Ever since what happened to me and Liam, which I told no one but you, I could never fully give myself," I admitted. "I tried, but I was holding back. This is also why I'm afraid of starting any relationship."

"Are you still afraid, Audrey?"

I shrugged. "Maybe. I don't know."

"Then why are you telling me?"

"So, you'd know what to expect. I don't like to freak you out, and in the end, I'd have to break up—"

"Stop right there," he cut me off. "Do you still think there's an end to this? There's no end, Audrey. I'm never letting you go even if you beg me to."

I sucked the air at what he said. And he said it as if it was so simple. "Even when you asked me not to betray you? What if I did?"

"People said they don't want me angry. I can be very irrational." His words were more like a warning. "Those who betray me don't exist on my page anymore."

I couldn't answer. My mind was mixed up. 

"But if you betray me—" he went on "—that's a different case. You're my angel, Audrey, so whatever curse the betrayal might cause us, you're still going to be stuck with me. However, don't think that I'd be so merciful. My demands can be very intolerable."

My throat dried up, and I'd never been this nervous in front of him. "But what if I don't want you anymore?"

"Still."

"You're not going to let me go?"

He cocked his head to my side. "I'm obsessed with the idea of us, don't you see? It's impossible to keep you out of my sight. But then, I guess all those queries were hypothetical. No one can have you either, but me." He forked the chicken on my bento. "Eat."

I opened my mouth, and he fed it to me. I chewed it slowly, still in so deep with his words.