Chapter 32. How Many Guys Have You Slept With?

GABRIELLE'S POV

Last night was on a whole nother level of fucked up! I couldn't believe that asshole Ethan made a sex tape of me.

And again I didn't CUM—argggg! I was so frustrated. Was something wrong with me? Why was I the only one who could make myself cum?

"I'm sorry, cupcake, what was that?" A deep, sexy voice asked from the floor.

"What was what?" 

"You said you didn't cum?" Carson slowly got up from the floor. He was dressed only in a pair of boxers. He lifted his arms above his head and stretched his muscles.

Oh! What a fine piece of meat. This guy was built like a fucking gladiator. His six-pack shone brightly as the sun peaked in from the curtain and touched all the places I wanted to kiss.

"Shit! I didn't even realize I just said that out loud." My face was definitely crimson now.

My eyes once again trailed over to his lower abdomen and down to the bulge in his boxers.

Was that even real? I had to rub my eyes and