The air grew thicker the longer he licked up her folds. Her hands slid up his neck, nails scratching lightly as she buried them in his hair.
She pulled him closer, finding that although this was a new sensation, her body knew what to do. Her hips ground against his face, her moans coming out breathy.
“Keep making noises for me,” Gabriel murmured against her. “You sound heavenly, Sibyl. Let me hear you.”
Sibyl lost herself even further at the praise, especially when his hands dragged up and down her thighs, leaving goosebumps in their wake. She shivered at the contact, at the way he was spreading her open for better access.
He plunged his tongue deeper into her, curling the tip, drinking up her arousal. Sibyl clenched her fingers in his hair, gasping with pleasure.
He was right; sex had never felt like this before.
Her head spun, and she could sense her orgasm approaching, unsure if she would be able to keep quiet through it.
Everything was sheerpleasure.Her thighs trembled, and Gabriel nodded as if in encouragement. He grabbed her legs and pulled them over his shoulders. Her shoes slipped off, clattering to the floor, but neither of them stopped.
If anything, Gabriel only met her gaze and sucked on her folds harder. His lashes fluttered, his breathing ragged through his nose as he drove her closer to her peak.
“Gabriel,” Sibyl moaned. “Gabriel…Gabriel!”
“Come for me,” he muttered against her skin.
He bit her inner thigh, and the sting of it only heightened her pleasure.
Nowthatwasa place to leave a mark
“Please,” she begged. “Please, please?—”
He was giving her everything, and she was teetering on the edge, her body shaking violently as his eager mouth worshipped her.
And then she climaxed, release coming in a violent wave of shudders like she had never felt before. Her cries came out hoarse, and her legs slipped off Gabriel’s shoulders.
Her whole body went limp, her eyes closing as her orgasm ebbed.
Gabriel sucked on her, licking lightly, until she stopped trembling. Until she was too sensitive to take more.
He pulled back, his lips glistening with her essence, and smirked at her. “Well? Are you underwhelmed?”
You know full well that I am positively overwhelmed.
But she was too overwhelmed with pleasure to even try to form the words.
Instead, she shook her head, the afterglow of her orgasm making her giggle and pull him close to kiss him. As he leaned in, she once again felt his erection and went to reach for it.
“No,” he chuckled. “This was aboutyou.”
Sibyl pouted up at him, and he kissed her forehead.
“Trust me,” he added. “I have more than enough thoughts to take care of myself until we are ready to go further.”
Sibyl made a soft noise of protest.
“Shall I take you home, Sibyl?” Gabriel asked, half slumped with her on the leather armchair.
Sibyl nodded.
He laughed softly, stroking his thumb along her cheek. “What? Have you lost your voice?”
“It seems you have completely stolen my ability to think and speak,” she answered, still trying to catch her breath.
