Is this destiny?

~ Los Angeles, Becca's apartment ~

Saturday

Becca woke up to the smell of pancakes that drifted into the bedroom through the door that is ajar, and she smiled.

Ever since she and Gabriel spent their first night together, he technically moved in with her.

He brought some clothes and kept them in her closet, and he makes them breakfast, and they have dinners together. Of course, they sleep together as well. Other than cooking, Gabriel helps in keeping the apartment tidy, and Becca does laundry.

How Becca sees it, life does not get better than this.

They are apart only when Gabriel goes to work, and he makes sure not to stay overtime because he cherishes every moment with Becca, and he does not want to waste a single minute on meetings and such. On a few occasions when he had extra work, he brought it home (to Becca's apartment).

Becca is elated that she gets to see Gabriel every day. Other than experiencing his intimate hug, she also gets to see him being goofy and naughty and sometimes clumsy, and the smile which lingers on his face is telling her that he is happy.

Becca knows the feeling because she went through something similar more than two years ago when she left her mother's side to live with Ben and Penny, and then in her apartment. At that time, Becca was elated that she had her space where she can be herself and not fear being judged, and she is aware that Gabriel feels the same by her side because she does not judge him, not even a little bit.

He is handsome, and caring, and attentive, and everything she ever imagined a man could be, and more. She has zero complaints. Even when he is teasing her, she knows that is his playful side showing up.

"Good morning, sunshine!", Gabriel greeted Becca in a singing voice when he entered the bedroom.

He sat on the edge of the bed and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Did you sleep well?"

Becca hummed in confirmation and got up to a seated position. She clutched the sheet while holding it over her chest so that she does not get exposed. Becca is not used to the concept of sleeping naked, but no matter what sleepwear she puts on, Gabriel discards it and does not let her dress up.

"Is that a breakfast I smell?", Becca asked while trying to ignore Gabriel's lustful gaze which made her blush.

"Yes.", he confirmed.

"I thought we are going to Sarah's and Aiden's place for brunch."

"We are, but it's early and you need energy."

They wanted to go and see Sarah and Aiden as soon as they returned, but when they heard that there will be brunch for everyone, Gabriel understood that Sarah and Aiden are busy and that going to visit randomly will only impact their schedule. And he was working so they could go either in the early morning or for dinner which is his exclusive Becca-time.

Becca looked at Gabriel and frowned. "Energy? Why are you treating me like a child that is still growing?"

Gabriel's eyebrow twitched. Is it possible that after everything they did, she still fears that he is treating her like a child?

He put his hand on the sheet she is clutching and tried to pull it away, but she held onto it tightly.

"Becca…", Gabriel called in a voice deeper than usual. "The more you resist, the more I am interested to see what is under it."

"You know what is under it."

"I do. That is why I want to see."

Becca moved away from Gabriel, with an intention to leave the bed.

"I need to shower.", she protested when he pulled her back and trapped her between his arms.

"Are you dirty?", he asked with a straight face.

She saw this as her way out. "Yes."

A small smile appeared at the corner of his lips. Did she really think that she can escape him? Every time she brings up the point of him treating her like a child, he will prove her wrong.

"No need for a shower. I will lick you clean."

Becca's eyes widened. How did she forget about this side of Gabriel? He is shameless! And it seems that their definition of the word 'dirty' is different.

In one swift move, he removed his t-shirt and tugged that blasted sheet out of Becca's grasp.

He licked his lips slowly while taking in her bare body with his hungry eyes. She tried covering up her breasts with her hands and hiding her flower by twisting her legs, but all that made her look more alluring. 

Before she had any time to protest, he pushed her hands away, cupped her breasts, and started sucking on them, one at a time, switching when her nipple became hard.

Her hands moved into his hair and her moans filled the room.

He licked and sucked and touched everywhere except for where it counts, setting her body on fire and denying her the release she desperately wanted. Becca thought that she is going to combust into nothing.

"Gabe… please…", she breathed when he touched her wet folds for a moment before moving his hand away.

"What do you want, sweet Becca?", his husky voice swept into her ear.

"I want you to make love to me."

Gabriel smiled slyly. "I can't."

"What do you mean?"

"You said that I am treating you like a child. How could I do that to a child? Do you see me as a pedo…?"

"I was wrong!", she interrupted him impatiently. "I will never say such a thing again!"

"Hmm…", Gabriel hummed. His hand moved lower and brushed over her intimate curls, but he didn't go further.

Becca realized that he was punishing her and that this was his way of getting revenge because she spoke carelessly. But she was turned on and her body hummed from the desire to feel him and she had absolutely no willpower to resist him. She had to play along or suffer consequences. She was confident that he would leave her hanging.

"How do you want me to treat you?", he asked before licking her earlobe and making her body tremble.

"As your girlfriend.", she breathed.

"Is that how I am treating you?"

"Yes. Yes. Yes!", she ended with a desperate shout. "I am your girlfriend. You are not treating me like a child. Please, make love to me."

"Say 'sex'", he demanded.

"What?"

"You didn't shower, and it will be dirty. Call it like it is… sex."

Becca swallowed hard. Now she needs to use nasty words? Making love is romantic and it involves two people who love each other, but he is right… Becca's core is aching in the need for him to fill her up and she wants it to be dirty and wild.

"Have sex with me, Gabriel.", she said without breaking eye contact.

Gabriel smiled as he looked at her face which flushed in lust. He was excited by the fact that he is the one who gets to corrupt this sweet flower which was opening willingly to him.

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