One Night Stand

Chapter 26

Gabriella's POV

I had a lot of questions, and I'm now a tomato. Why am I still drawn to a man who ruined my life? How

did he get access to my suite? Why did he act as though this was his first meeting with me? What is he

looking for? Is he aware of Xander's existence? Certainly not! He could not possibly be aware of

Xander. I pushed everything aside and approached him.

"Mr. Hills, What are you doing exactly in my suite? I thought that everything was in order and that the

shoot would take place the next day. Did I exclude anything by chance? " Rather than answering, he

locked his stare on me with desire. This will be a difficult task. Why does my body crave him? I pledged

myself that I would never fall for another man. Why is he any different?

"Is everything all OK, Mr.Hills?" Then I overheard him murmuring.

Fuck!

charging in my direction.

Javier'sPOV

Since Gabriella exited the restroom, Javier's eyes have been busily disrobing her. He was oblivious to

her words. All he could think of were the boobs he'd seen earlier, her moist body, her heated cheeks,

and how she clutched his shaft, mistaking it for his hand. His mind was a tangled mess, and he was

seated on the couch with a hungry cock, crying for freedom. He attempted but failed to contain his

passion. He was a beast that desired confinement inside her. He wished he could bury his head

between her thighs. He was fully aware that regaining control of his shaft would be tough. His shaft

hammered against his pants. He kept telling himself they needed to talk about Xander, but this was

futile. It's getting more difficult for him, he mumbled.

"Fuck!"

He placed his wine glass on the table. He walked up to Gabriella and kissed her on the lips.

I tried but fell short of being macho; thoughts of her naked body flew through my mind, and I seized her

lips, pulled her against the wall, and grabbed her a$$. She first objected, but soon gave up. When she Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

parted her lips to give me access, I was the happiest man alive. I may have raped her if she had been

able to reject me since I was aware of my inability to control my emotions. I removed her pajamas and

discovered she was nude; she lacked the necessary undergarments. He swaddled her in his arms and

guided her to bed. She sat on her stomach as I stripped down to my pants. She was tinkering with

flames. Her eyes traveled to my V line. I could tell she craved me as much as I desired her, but I

needed to punish this fox for luring me and pretending not to know me earlier on. I crawled into bed

and kissed her neck down to her thighs, then traced circles on her thighs with my fingertips. As she

gasped and wept, my fingertips lingered around her thighs. I could hear her pleading for my member,

but I was not ready to give up on her.

"Please, Javier," she begged.

I immediately chuckled upon hearing that. My fox had not changed in the slightest, my lovely fox.

"Please, what, my fox?"

I then began smearing wet kisses all over her body, working my way down to her sex. She was

shivering after just a few kisses. As I started sucking her pussy, my head was buried between her

thighs. She gasped loudly and stretched one of her legs up, allowing me to get more access. My face

remained buried in between her legs as I chuckled.