“You like being kissed here,” he murmured. “You like being kissed all over your neck but especially here.” He continued his painfully slow exploration with his mouth, moving his lips to the tops of my breasts.
“Do you want my mouth here?” he asked, his golden-brown eyes looking up at me.
I licked my lips and nodded. “I do.”
I knew I wanted his mouth there, but I wasn’t sure how it would compare to the feeling I got when he kissed my neck. I wasn’t kidding when I said it had been a while since I’d been intimate with a man, and even the times I had been, I didn’t have a lot of confidence. But I felt safe with Gabe. I felt safe to tell him what I did and didn’t like—which, so far, I liked everything. I also felt safe to be vulnerable with him.
He pulled down my bralette and exposed my breasts.
“Do you like this?” he hummed, palming one of my breasts while using his mouth on the other. Gabe’s tongue flicked and teased my nipple, which elicited another moan from me. He chuckled, as if that was enough of a response.
He then shifted his attention to the other, repeating the careful, calculated motions with his tongue and getting another reaction out of me—faster this time. I moved harder over his length and dug my fingers into his shoulders. I wassoclose.
I gasped as Gabe pinched my nipple with his thumb and forefinger, reeling in my attention. I eagerly nodded for him to continue. “Don’t stop,” I breathed. “That feels so good. It all feelssogood.”
He pinched my nipple harder, eliciting another moan from me as my orgasm started to build. The rhythm of my hips faltered, and Gabe took over. One of his hands played with my nipple while he used the other to rock me over his length faster than before. “That’s it, baby. Come for me.”
“I’m—I’m so close. Oh my god, Gabe.”
I was desperate for him, and I wasn’t even ashamed of it, because I could see how much he enjoyed it. His mouth found that same spot at the curve of my neck and he sucked—hard.
The sensations of his mouth, touch, and the friction at my center tipped me over the edge.
“Gabe!” I cried out, letting my head fall back and eyes close. I dug my fingers into his back, holding on for stability as heat coursed through my body. Within moments, my pulse started to thrum wildly, and my orgasm took over—overwhelming my senses and leaving me moaning, breathless, and aching for more.
34
GABRIEL
Lily always looked beautiful,but right now?
She was absolutely mesmerizing.
Her blonde hair was messy and wild. Her cheeks were flushed. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly with each breath, and her lips spread into a lazy smile that took my breath away.
She opened her eyes, and there was a hunger, a desire, in her gaze that let me know she wanted more—and I’d happily give that to her.
My hand squeezed her hip as I searched her face. I wanted to give her a chance to catch her breath. “Are you good?” I asked.
She nodded, fire quickly building in her eyes. “I’m great.” She gently pulled me closer, pressing kisses along my jaw. “I want you to touch me. Ineedyou to touch me.” Her hand inched down, fingers trailing over the fabric of my shirt. She pulled it over my head with ease and tossed it on the floor.
I adjusted us so we were lying on the couch. While Lily pressed soft kisses to my jaw, I made quick work of unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans.
I slipped my hand underneath her panties, running my finger over her slit and getting a gasp out of her. “So fucking wet. Is this all for me? Does my girl need to be taken care of again?”
Lily nodded in response, her breathing growing more rapid.
I spread her wetness along her entrance and slowly pushed two fingers inside.
Her back immediately arched off the couch, a moan escaping her. “Gabe,” she whined. “Y-yes, please. Feelssogood.” Her hand found my bicep, and she held on tightly.
The pace of my fingers sped up, and I watched her face for any tells of what she preferred, what she enjoyed, what sheneeded. As my fingers moved faster, Lily’s body started to tremble.
When I pressed my thumb against her clit, her hips bucked in response.
“God, Lily, you look so beautiful, and you’re doing so fucking good. Are you going to be a good girl and come on my fingers?”
When I praised her, Lily nearly unraveled right then and there. Her eyes started to flutter closed, and while I allowed that during her first orgasm, I wasn’t going to this time.
