And Gabe knew he’d held back when Michelle asked what else he would do with her. He wanted to do more than just fuck her. He wanted to hold her like this while she came around his cock, swallowing her gasps of ecstasy. He wanted to cuddle with her through the night and wake up with her every morning. A few days and nights weren’t enough. One weekend of pretending wasn’t enough. He wanted more with her. More time, more . . . everything. And it scared the shit out of him.
