I broke away from his lips and began to hungrily kiss his neck. He shivered and looked down at me, but I just aggressively took his lips again. I needed him now. I didn't care who watched. Gabe moaned giving in to me as he took my face in his big hand, deepening the kiss. I rubbed my body against his, whimpering at how good all those hard muscles felt pressed against my softness.
As if he'd just realized something was wrong, he broke the kiss off, looking down into my eyes.
“What did they give you?” He asked frowning. Not wanting to break our connection, I continued to kiss him on his neck and ear.
“A Mickey!” I whispered, taking his ear in my mouth. He shivered again trying to pull away from me, but I wouldn't let him. I sat up taking his mouth again, forcing him to return my kiss. It was something so erotic about me being the aggressor in this instant.
“Please Gabe, I need you now!” I begged.
The look on his face was priceless. And if I wasn't about to go out my mind with lust, I might have found it humorous.
“Damn!” He groaned, really wanting to give in to me. But he knew he couldn't because we were in a car full of people. But I had passed the point of caring. I reached up and slid my overall strap off my shoulder. But he caught it, sliding it back up.
“Man shorty, I really want to help you, but it’s got to wait till we get to the house!” He spoke as if he was in physical pain.
I moaned, sliding my hands underneath his tank top. “I can't wait!”
His ripped stomach and chest felt so good. He tried to remove my hands, but I didn't let him. Instead, I slammed my mouth back on his. He didn't have the will power to stop me, in seconds his protesting had died, and he was kissing me back.
I felt his body change, letting me know I had his complete attention. Needing to feel him more intimately, I sat up straddling his lap without breaking off our kiss. He moaned as I began to rub my hands through his hair, holding his head still for my mouth.
The truck swerved, jerking violently. Gabe broke off the kiss, gaining control of himself once again. Damn! That really frustrated me.
“Yas baby, just hold on a little while longer!” He said removing my arms from around his neck.
“No!” I moaned. “It’s going to take us too long to get home!” I had fought the drug long enough. The house was over thirty minutes away! I needed him now! I ran my hand through his beard and down his strong neck to his chest.
“You know what? Your right!” He told me, before he looked back over the seat toward the front of the truck. His men were trying their best to ignore me.
“Mac!” Gabe called. I smiled because there was desperation in his voice.
“Yep!”
“Man, I need you to drop us off at the boat!” He turned back to look at me with lusty eyes, the anger had disappeared completely.
“We have an emergency situation that can’t wait till we get back to the house to be dealt with!” He muttered.
“Got you!” Mac said, turning the truck around before he said something else under his breath that sounded like, lucky son-of-a-bi***, seconds before the truck swerved again.
“Damn it Mac! Eyes on the road!” Gabe grumbled, while trying to keep my hands above his belt. I pulled his mouth back to mine.
“Damn girl! What you trying to do to me in this truck!” He whispered. I smiled wantonly up at him.
“Don't make me take it Gabe, because I will!” The truck swerved again.
“Mac!” Gabe called toward the front. “Keep your eyes forward and drive!”
“Brother I’m trying, I ain’t no saint though… that sh*t is hot as—”
“Mac!” Gabe interrupted him… “Just get us to the boat! I’ll give you a million dollars if you can do that within the next five minutes!” His voice was as desperate as I felt.
“Oh! Bruh! I feel you… I’m trying man!” And he was too. He had just sped through a red light. The problem was he couldn’t keep his eyes on the road, too busy shamelessly looking through the rearview mirror at us. Thankfully, Gabe’s other men were too afraid to look at us, no doubt remembering what happened to their fellow co-worker some months ago in Gabe’s basement.
I ran my hands back up underneath Gabe’s shirt trying to rip it. He removed them for the hundredth time.
“Baby, if you just hold on a little bit longer you ain't got to take it. I'll give you everything you want!” I closed my eyes and a shiver went through my body, just imagining the things he would do to it.
He groaned watching me. “Hurry Mac, hurry brother… I’m dying back here!”
* * * * *
When we made it to his boat I was surprised to see that it was a yacht. However, I didn’t have time to explore it, neither did I want to. There was only one thing on my mind. And by the time Gabriel carried me to the luxurious cabin and laid me on the bed, I was practically ripping his shirt off.
“Baby, wait... I need to take care of a few things first!” He said untangling my hands from his clothes while kissing my hungry mouth. He too was having a hard time breaking away. Later, I would wonder about his fever, seeing as to how he was not drugged. But for now, all I could do was whine and try to keep him from leaving the room.
“Don’t go Gabe! Please, I feel like I’m on fire… help me!” He looked at me as if he was
