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"Come on me."

"What?" He looked over at the brunette girl, bewilderment clouding his eyes.

"You're angry and you're scared of what's going to happen. Ever since Noelle found out," Serena looked up at Gabriel, sitting in his car next to her. As soon as Noelle walked in on them the prior night, they were paralyzed and humiliated. Gabriel escorted Serena out quickly and attempted to talk to Noelle, but she insisted to be left alone.

He picked Serena up at 2 the next day, when Melody went to look for jobs. It was Sunday so Noelle had no school and Gabriel noticed that things with her and Charlie were off, so she was home. They didn't go to the house yet, stalling in Serena's driveway. Her house was empty after a huge fight with her parents the night before. Her dad moved put temporarily and her mom was at work.

"I just don't know what to do," Gabriel stared out the window, watching the snow melt slowly and the wind breeze through the town. "She was pissed about the divorce and now this. Me and Melody aren't even divorced yet, so...I just don't know what I'm going to do," he turned to face Serena's eyes.

"Come on me," she said again.

"What are you talking about?" he snapped.

"I want you to take me in that house and throw me on the kitchen counter. I want you to slap me and when you come, come on me. On my face and in my mouth. I want you to pull my hair and bite my neck," she moved closer to his ear, her warm breath hitting his neck, sending chills up his spine.

A moment passed before he violently threw the door open, making way to the front door. Serena followed, knowing exactly what was going to happen. By the time she reached her door, he was waiting with determination in his gray eyes. Her feet hadn't touched the glossy kitchen floor for a second before her pushed her onto the island in the middle of the room. Papers swooshed to the floor, along with his pants. He flipped her around so her face was pressed against the marble countertop. Her pants quickly followed, along with her panties. His finger swiped her pulsing middle slowly. Teasingly. His hand drew back and slapped her ass forcefully, causing her to moan lustfully. He wound his fingers in her hair, tugging lightly, just as she directed.

His throbbing tip teased her entrance before he slammed into her. Whimpering, she bit down on her lip, feeling him pound in her.

"Say my name," he barked, pulling her hair harder. She couldn't manage anything through extreme moans until his fingers found her clit, rubbing her so lightly that she was nearly sent over the edge. "Say it!" he demanded.

"Fuck, Gabriel," she clawed the sides of the island, desperate for something to dig her nails into.

"Louder," he tossed his head back, gripping in nails into her waist.

"Uh, Gabriel!" she yelled, this time on her own free will. He went quicker, grunting with each thrust.

"Get down," he pulled out, bringing his hand up and down his shaft. Serena knew just what to do. She climbed down on her knees, positioning her mouth in the perfect O-shape for him. He jerked himself off for a few seconds before his white liquids poured into her mouth like a fountain. His throaty moans echoed through the room. She waited as all his come filled her mouth and she swallowed thickly. Cleaning him up, she ran her tongue over his head. When he was left clean, she raised to her feet. "Ready to face reality?" she asked.

"No," he moved his hand up her shirt, caressing her breasts. "It's your turn," he pushed her onto the counter, running his tongue over her desiring middle.