His gorgeous teeth slide over his bottom lip as he strokes his goatee once. “Strip.”
I’ve never done this before, but his heated gaze gives me the confidence I need. Nibbling my bottom lip, the sound of the zipper is loud as I slide it down my back. The smooth fabric grazes my sensitive skin as it slides down my body, teasing him. Once it hits the floor, I watch him silently, waiting.
He’s clenching his fists as if he wants to touch me but won’t allow himself to. He simply nods for me to continue.
Unclasping my bra, each strap slips off my shoulders, one at a time. His pupils dilate as it hits the floor next to my dress. My nipples pebble from his searing gaze and the cool air meeting my skin.
“Leave them on.” He orders as I reach for my panties.
He slowly unbuttons his shirt, unclasping each button at a torturous pace. Licking my lips, I squeeze my thighs together, my pussy throbbing painfully at the sight of him. Dropping his shirt to the floor, my eyes roam his sculpted chest,completely covered in ink. My mouth waters and I imagine tracing every line of his tattoos with my tongue.
The sound of his belt snaps me out of my lustful trance.
“Lie back on the bed. Hold on to the headboard.”
Oh God.
My thighs clench, desperately wanting him to touch me. He’s bringing all my fantasies to the surface at once. It’s overwhelming.
Lowering myself to the bed, I slide across the cool sheets, doing as I’m told while he removes his socks, shoes, and unbuttons his pants.
“So fucking gorgeous. See what you do to me?” He grips his cock through his slacks, his eyes roaming down my body.
“Gabriel, please.” I’m breathless, begging him to give me what I need.
“Spread your legs.” His deep voice is ragged, as if he’s struggling to stay in control.
He removes his pants, along with his briefs, my eyes widening at the impressive cock between his legs. It’s magnificent with thick veins running down his long shaft, bobbing against his stomach. As stunning as it is, I have no idea how it’s going to fit inside me.
Gabe smirks, no doubt sensing my thoughts. “I’ll fit, baby. Your body was made for me.”
Another gush of wetness soaks my panties.
Naked in all his beautiful glory, he kneels onthe bed. Crawling up my body, he lowers his mouth to mine. I gasp at the contact, sensitive and completely consumed by his touch. Pushing his tongue past my lips, I moan, struggling to keep my grip on the headboard. I want to touch him.
I’m lightheaded from the expert strokes of his tongue. Everything has disappeared except for Gabe. I’m lost in a fog where all my senses know are him.
He licks across my jaw, nipping and sucking his way down my throat. My body arches into his touch, begging for more. His hand slides down my chest, pinching each nipple before soothing them with his tongue. His mouth assaults my tender skin as one of his hands slides down my torso, then lower.
Gripping my lace panties with his fist, he pulls them tightly, the friction against my clit causing an orgasm to build rapidly.
“Oh, God!” I moan, and he eases the pressure, only to do it again.
“Not yet, baby girl. You can’t come until I tell you to.”
What the hell?
How do I control it?
Kissing a trail down my body, he stops between my thighs, breathing in my arousal. A growl rumbles deep in his chest, and I whimper. He peers up at me, a wicked grin tugging at his lips. Tightening his grip on my panties, he rips the lace material from my skin. The burn from the fabricfeels good and my hips rise off the mattress. Before I can beg him to make me come, he buries his face in my pussy.
My head falls onto the pillow as he licks and sucks me like a savage. I’ve never experienced anything like this. The intensity of his mouth is too much, but I still beg for it. “Fuck, Gabriel. Please!”
He groans, pushing two thick fingers inside me, stretching me wide, sucking my clit harder. The pleasure is otherworldly, and I can’t take it anymore. I’ve lost control of my body as my hips grind against his face, my head thrashing from side to side.
He knows I’m unraveling. “Come. Now.”
His command tugs at an invisible thread between us, sending me over the edge, and my body detonates.
