Gabriel's c**k twitched inside me, still buried deep, as the intercom droned on. His jaw clenched, those blue eyes flashing with frustration and something darker... possession. He didn't pull out right away, letting the moment hang, his grip on my throat tightening just enough to remind me who was in control.
'Ignore it,' I whispered, clenching around him, desperate for him to finish what he'd started.
But he shook his head, a low growl rumbling from his chest. 'Business first, baby. But don't think you're off the hook.'
With a reluctant thrust that made me gasp, he finally withdrew, leaving me throbbing and empty, my p***y aching for more. He tucked himself back into his pants, adjusting with a wince, then hit the intercom button.
'What is it, Marcus?'
'Sir, the merger talks with Van
