“I love you too.”
CHAPTER THIRTY – IVY
“More.”IvypushedagainstGabe’s punishing thrust as his arms came around her. Her body still heavy with sleep, her thoughts still quiet. They were huddled under a nest of blankets. Gabe’s hands palmed under her breasts, down over each of her rolls, kneading and exploring with his fingers. His hot breath along her neck sent shivers up her spine.
It was so perfect to be here with him. And he was there for her at eleven this morning when she finally prevented the crisis of the hockey player and his high school sweetheart from spilling onto the front page. She had a few more details to wrap up, and she laughed, remembering the girlfriend’s reaction to actually needing to take piano lessons.
“You’re thinking, Princess.” Gabe pinched her nipple between his fingers as he strummed the other one with her thumb. Ivy closed her eyes and tipped her head back against his chest.
She gave over to his firm touches, his insistent kisses. His kiss blazed heat through her, arrowing right to her clit. Reaching back with her hand, she stroked his hard, thick cock. She smiled as she heard Gabe suck in his breath and then laugh when he suddenly pinned her down, his weight on top of her. He kissed her neck, her lips, her nose. Ivy giggled. His callused hands swept over her belly, his fingers teasing along her thighs.
His gaze heated her, and there was nowhere else she wanted to be right now than in these tangled sheets, in this fabulous hotel room with him. Her hips rose off the bed. He held open her thighs, capturing her mouth.
Ivy moaned low and urgently, pressing herself into him. His fingers hovered around her pussy but not touching it, anticipation making her hungry for his touch.
“In me, please,” she said through the kiss.
He guided her legs so her knees were bent wide open. And then dragged his cock along her entrance, slowly teasing her. He smiled, but his gaze was still intense. He made her feel cherished.
“Little more.”
Gabe leaned down on top of her, bracing his arms on either side of her and with one thrust, entered her. Ivy gasped as her pussy walls stretched to accommodate him, and slowly, he glided in and out of her, his abs rippling, his stare filled with love piercing her heart.
“Gabe, yes!” she cried out as he drilled into her, deep and sure, and suddenly the blankets were off of him. He grabbed her shoulders and rocked deep in her as her legs came up around his waist.
“More, please!” His smooth chest abraded her breasts, he bit into her shoulder, just a little bit, and the orgasm overtook her, causing her to see dots behind her eyes, wave after wave of pleasure making her come apart.
“Holy hell” Ivy wrapped her arms around him, opened her eyes to see his expression tight, feel him inside her, thrust once more and then felt his hot seed in her core. She bit her lip as he collapsed on her, kissing her cheeks, brushing her lips, holding her.
“You’re not the only one who missed morning sex,” he said. Ivy laughed and rested her head on his shoulder, trailing her fingers along his muscled chest.
“Yeah?” She brushed her hand along his unshaven face.
“Yeah. Why don’t you clean me up?” He raised an eyebrow at her, pushing her down. A murmur escaped her lips, a swell of need and want rising in her as her hands came down over his leg.
“What are you waiting for, sub?”
“Nothing Sir,” Ivy breathed out. She scooted down, kissing his hard abs, palming his stomach, then lifted his limp penis off his thigh and took it in her mouth, licking it and sucking it gently.
“I give the clean-up lady five stars.”
She giggled around him and then yelped. His two fingers slid into her anus. “Gabe.”
“Yes, Princess?”
She shook her head, letting her teeth graze him a bit. He slapped her cheek gently. She got the hint and went back to licking and lapping as his fingers explored her most intimate place. It had been a while since he had taken her there; a shudder went through her at the thought. She could not get enough of this man. She sucked and lapped, smiling in satisfaction as his penis lengthened and became hard again.
“Asking for something, sub?”
“No.” Ivy hid her face on his chest, with his cock in her fingers.
He covered her mouth with his hand, pinching her nose.
“Try again.”
She murmured against his hand as he let up. “Please, take me in the ass, Sir.”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Gabe turned her, dropping kisses along her neck. Beside him on the nightstand, he grabbed the lube. He took her hand and poured some cool lube on her palm. “Get ready for me, Princess.”
