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“Now, get your ass back in my bed.”
“You can’t be serious.” His tone is flat. I can only imagine he is trying to rationalize my request with my disassociated moment, and my being seconds away from death not more than a few hours ago.
“I can’t think of a better way to celebrate still being alive.” I undo the knot on my robe and let it fall to the ground. Walking past him, my hand slides along his thigh and his already hardening cock. “Unless you aren’t up—” I cock a brow and overexaggerate the word “—for it.”
We both know he’s always up for it.
“I will always do what you ask of me.” Worry can be clearly read across his face. “But I need you to know that I’m not comfortable being rough with you right now.”
Swaying my ass as I walk, he follows immediately behind me until we are back in the bedroom.
“Lose the pants,” I command as I throw back the covers on the bed. As he wrestles to free himself from them, I climb on the mattress and pull the covers over me.
A smile tugs at my lips when his hard cock springs free as he shoves his pants down his thighs. I pull on the covers, to clear the mattress for him to join me. He eagerly crosses the room and slides into bed beside me.
Both of us sitting with our backs against the headboard, I slip my fingers into his and pull his hand up to my mouth. Peppering wet kisses against his palm as I speak, “I have no plans of fucking your right now, sugar.”
Parting my lips, I suck all of his fingers into my mouth and to the back of my throat, enjoying the pleased groan that rattles from Gabriel. I push the blanket at his waist down his thighs, exposing his glorious, thick cock as I pull his fingers wet with saliva from my mouth. When I place his hand on his cock, I wrap my small hand over his and curl his fingers around his shaft. His hand in mine, I slide his fist up and down his length at a leisurely pace until he begins to take over.
“This is your punishment for leaving my bed,” I smirk. “I’m going to watch you.”
His brow furrows in confusion.
“You’re going to stroke your cock until I decide to let you come. I might make you edge yourself for an hour. Or maybe until the sun goes down. Can you hold out that long for me?”
“Anything for you, carino.” He continues to diligently stroke himself from base to tip.
“Now you want to be a good boy? It’s too late, sugar.” I can’t help but smile when I watch him try to hide his own enjoyment in this little game we are starting. “Do you like the way your hand feels sliding over you?”
“Not nearly as much as if it were yours. Or your mouth. Or yo?—”
My palm lightly slaps his cheek, startling him enough that he stops speaking. “I asked if you like the feel of your hand, not if you preferred mine.”
Staring at him as he continues to cautiously fist over his length, I climb across the bed until I am between his knees. Taking a seat facing him, I spread my legs and rest them over his thighs, giving him a front-row view of just how fucking wet I get watching him fuck his hand.
“We both know how much you’d rather be inside this dripping cunt you can’t seem to pull your eyes from.” I slide my fingers up my thigh and rub them through my arousal before pressing them inside of me. “How much you love stretching me. Filling me.”
I press two fingers into me with a whimper and begin audibly thrusting them into my wetness. “Pressing. Every. Inch. Of. You. Into. This. Perfect. Little. Cunt. Of. Mine.”
Gabriel’s teeth gnaw at his lower lip, and his chest heaves as he strokes himself faster, unable to pull his eyes from my fingers sliding inside of me.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you?”
“Fuck, Sofia.” He slows his hand to a near stop, fighting the urge to unload.
“My slick arousal coating your cock, as you slide into me over and over again. Desperately trying to make me come all over you.”
“You might want to slow down, sugar,” I tease as a single drop of pre-cum falls from his tip. “Or maybe it isn’t my cunt you want at all. Maybe it’s my mouth. Is that it? Sliding over the back of my tongue, slamming that fat tip into the back of my throat as you force yourself down it.”
I pull my fingers from my cunt and rub them together, displaying my glistening arousal for him. Holding them firmly together, I lick the flat of my tongue from my palm to my fingertips. I moan in delight, enjoying both my taste and the neediness growing in his eyes.
“Do you want a taste?” I dust my fingers against his lips as his tongue darts between them, failing to reach me. I tease once more before letting him take them into his mouth. His tongue passes over them as he works to suck them clean.
“Which is you want most?” I pull my fingers from his mouth and slide them over my clit. “Claiming my mouth? Fucking my cunt? Or having your face buried between my thighs?”
twenty four
GABRIEL
