"This is not about not wanting you," growled Henry between kisses, "and I'm going to prove that to you right now." So maybe Gabriella had a point when she insisted that he was upset, but it wasn't in the way she thought. The doubt and demands were the things stoking his temper, not any kind of doubts about their engagement. Henry was sure of it.
It didn't take much effort for Henry to tug his fiancee's knickers off from under her skirt. Not that he would admit as much to Gabriella, but he had plenty of experience with the technique.
"I'm not angry with you, Gabriella, but I am getting tired of your doubts when it comes to my passion for you."
His fingers delved between her thighs, running them over her warming flesh. Henry found some wetness, but at the moment wasn't interested in foreplay. Hands moving swiftly, Henry's belt was unbuckled and trousers undone in a few seconds. Leaning over Gabriella, he began to push against her.