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Sensing my tiredness, Gabriel reaches down and takes my shoes off. Then he pulls the blanket back, "Lay down, baby." Doing as he asks, I let out a heavy sigh once my head hits the pillow. Leaning over me, Gabriel kisses my lips then he moves down and places a gentle kiss on my belly.
"Sleep, baby, I got you."
I awake sometime later to Gabriel’s light snoring beside me. The rumble of my tummy alerting me to the fact that I haven’t eaten. Climbing out of bed, I make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I fully expected to find our forgotten dinner still on the stove, but to my surprise the kitchen has been cleaned and the food put away, aside from a single plate wrapped in foil sitting on the counter. I smile because I know Gabriel was thinking of me. He knew my stomach would wake me.
Once I’ve reheated my dinner, I carry my plate down the hall to the office/library. I can get some work done while I eat. Getting lost in my work always helps with taking my mind off things. As the time ticks by I’m so lost in my current book cover project, I don’t even hear when Gabriel comes in.
"What the hell is this?" he rumbles over my shoulder while staring at my computer screen.
Letting out a yelp, I jump in my chair and clutch my hand to my chest.
"Jesus Christ, Gabriel. Don’t sneak up on me like that." I chastise.
"Sorry baby, didn’t mean to scare ya."
"I know you didn’t, but for a big guy you sure are stealthy
," I tease. I see the amusement on his face before turning his attention back to my computer.
"Mind telling me why there is a half-naked man on your computer, Cariño Sweetheart?"
"Um, I’m working. I woke up and was hungry, and I decided to try and finish up one of my projects."
With a confused look Gabriel asks, "I thought you did book shit." I roll my eyes at his colorful description of what I do.
"I design book covers, mostly romance. This is one here," I tell him pointing at the man who he described as half-naked. He has jeans on and is shirtless. When he still doesn’t say anything, I elaborate, "The book is an erotic romance. The author is going for sexy and sex sells," I finish with a shrug.
"Sex," Gabriel says gruffly, "Is this the kind of shit you read? Books with people fuckin’?" I can feel myself blush at his question.
"Umm, yeah. Some of what I read has sex."
Giving me a crooked grin, Gabriel’s stare goes molten, "You like readin’ porn, babe?"
"What? No! It is not porn. It’s romance."
My embarrassment seems to amuse him because he starts chuckling.
"Cariño Sweetheart, if there is fuckin’, then in my book that’s porn."
"Whatever," I huff, "Can we please change the subject?"
Leaning in closer to me, bracing one hand on the desk and one hand on the back of my chair, Gabriel’s lips graze my ear, "I don’t think I want to change the subject. Tell me something, baby. Does reading your books turn you on? Does your pussy get all wet when you read about those people fuckin’? Do you think about me doing those things to you, Alba?"
My skin prickles and my body shivers at the deep rumble of his voice. His words are turning me on. So much so, I rub my legs together to try and ease the ache. Gabriel’s dirty words always have this effect on me.
"I bet if I stuck my hand in your panties right now, your pussy would be soaked."
"Yes," I barely whisper once I am able to find my words. With a growl, he takes me in his arms, picking me up as if I weigh nothing. Then he carries me out of the office and up the stairs to our room.
Within seconds Gabriel rids me of my t-shirt. And before I know what’s happening I’m lying on my back on the bed and he is rushing to pull my leggings off taking my panties with them.
Dropping to his knees on the floor, Gabriel wraps his large hands around the undersides of my knees and pulls my body to the edge of the bed. Then without warning his mouth is on me and he’s dragging his tongue up my center.
"Oh God!" I shout digging my fingers into the blanket on the bed. Gabriel is devouring me like he’s starved for my taste. The feel of his hot mouth and rough beard is like heaven.
Just when I start to feel my orgasm building, he pulls away. I whimper in protest and just as I’m about to demand he keep going, the words die on the tip of my tongue when I see him stand and begin shedding his clothes. I’ll never get over how stunning Gabriel is. His body is literally a work of art.
Kneeling on the bed he slides an arm underneath my shoulder blades and slides me up farther up to the middle of the bed. The whole time his dark eyes never leave mine. He’s holding himself up away from me, always mindful of my belly. Even with pregnancy his size makes me feel small, reminding me of a gentle giant. Some people may look at Gabriel and think of him as anything but gentle. But I know differently. I know this side of him is only for me.
