Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
As I sit there, my phone buzzes in my pocket, and my heart sinks at the idea of it being the Dean. Of course, when I pull it out to look at the phone number, I see that it is the university calling.
“He said he was going to interview you,” Gabriel sighs, leaning forward to watch me as I answer the phone.
I slide the call button and press the phone to my ear, pretending like I don't know anything about what's really happening.
“Grace Simmons,” I say with a faux cheery tone.
“Miss Simmons, this is Dean Ian Carlton, and I’d like to schedule a time within the next day or so to have a meeting,” he says, his voice heavy on the other end.
“Can I ask what this is about?”
“I think it's best we discussed that in person,” he says before reading off the available times he has.
After scheduling a meeting with him for the following day, I end the call and lean forward on Gabriel once again. Even though he's facing serious consequences for our relationship, he is still calm and doing everything in his power to comfort me. Truthfully, I don't think anything will happen to me because he's the one employed by the university. I'll more than likely be able to attend, but I don't know if I would want to if he's fired.
The feelings I have for him are strong, and the idea of hurting him in some way kills me. I know that I might only have one chance to express that to the Dean and change his mind about possibly firing Gabriel.
“You need to relax,” Gabriel whispers in my ear, kissing it gently. “The meeting tomorrow might be stressful, so you need to do everything you can to calm down tonight.”
“I can't help it,” I sigh, leaning back and shaking my head. “I just feel terrible. You wouldn't be in the situation if it weren't for me, and there's nothing I can do about it.”
Gabriel kneels on the floor in front of me, grabbing my hands and squeezing them in his while staring up at me with a calming smile. “I don't care that I'm in this situation. If I had to choose between you and my job, I would choose you every time. Grace, I love you.”
He kisses the back of my hands, and I hold his face, gently stroking his five o’clock shadow with a smile. “I love you too.”
I lean down and kiss him, feeling the stress of the situation melt away. When I pull away from him, he grips the waistband of my shorts and starts pulling them down. I laugh while I lift my hips to let him.
“Now, just relax and enjoy this,” he says, pressing his face between my legs.
I close my eyes and drape my legs over his shoulders, moaning as his tongue slides between the lips of my pussy and swirls around my clit. Gabriel gently sucks on it while flicking it back and forth with his tongue, sending shock waves through my body as my fingers twirl in his hair. I pull his face closer to me, and he moans against me. His finger slides inside of me, gently moving in and out.
“Dr. Griffin!” I cry out, knowing that even in the midst of everything we’re going through, Gabriel would like it. In fact, by how he growls against me, it seems he likes it even more than normal.
He pulls his mouth away from me when my body stills, staring up at me with a smile. I slide off the couch and wrap my legs around his waist while he pulls his cock from his pants. He wastes no time at all, shoving it inside of me and thrusting below me.
My eyes roll back, and I whimper in his ear while he fills me up, feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure. He grabs my waist and pulls me down as close to him as possible, burying his cock inside me all the way. It doesn’t take long for me to cry out once again, leaning my head back while he licks my nipples.
Gabriel twitches and throbs inside of me. He explodes and groans while warmth pools between my legs.
I wrap my legs tighter around his waist, holding him inside of me a few moments longer to savor the feeling before we part. I lie on the floor next to him, tracing circles on his chest.
“No matter what, Grace, this isn't going to change anything between us,” Gabriel says, confidently looking at me. “I’m gonna make sure of that.”
The next day, I go to school and make my way to the Dean's office, trying to prepare myself for whatever might happen while I'm there. I know he's going to have a lot of questions for me, and considering Gabriel saw videos, I know there's no point in lying. I just have to be convincing enough to tell them that I wasn't taken advantage of. If Gabriel can keep his job and I can continue going to school here, then all our problems will be solved.