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“No,” I breathe as his hands glide up my body, causing my shirt to rise as well.
“Good.” His lips trail over my shoulder.
“What are we going to do for the rest of the night?” I ask as the rain starts to pour again.
Gabe lifts his head to look at me, a grin upon his lips. “What do you want to do, Ryan?”
I think about it for a moment before the light bulb goes off over my head. It's a bit of a gamble and I've never done anything truly like it before, but it's worth a shot. “I think we should be in the kitchen for a bit, then the living room, and then move to the spare bedroom.” I let my fingers walk up his chest. “And maybe the laundry room? What about against that wall in the hallway too?”
Gabe tilts his head. “In every room of my house?”
Leaning in close to whisper in his ear, I say, “Yes, I want you to fuck me in every room of your house.”
Gabe tenses, but then steps around me. I'm about to ask what he's doing, but he's just closing the blinds on the window of the door.
“On the table.”
A thrill ru
ns through me at his order. I move a chair out of the way and hop up to sit on the table. He disappears down the hall and into his bathroom but reappears moments later with a condom. Gabe walks over and pushes the napkins and salt and pepper shakers that are behind me out of the way before finally settling between my knees. He grabs my waist and scoots me forward so I'm on the edge of the table.
“Lift your hips.”
With my hands on either side of me, I do. Gabe hooks his fingers in the waistband of my shorts and yanks them off. God, he's fucking hot when he gets like this. He's clearly thinking about only one thing, and that is what he's about to do to me. The condom is tossed onto the table before Gabe pulls the chair over, taking a seat.
“Lay down on the table, Ryan.”
I lean back on the table as Gabe spreads my knees, muttering about how wet I am already. He kisses my inner thigh but switches to the other one before finally bringing his mouth down on me, his beard scratching my skin. Fuck. When I look, all I can see is a head full of curls between my legs. Gabe's mouth is hot as he sucks before piercing me with his tongue. My mind and body surrender completely to him right then and there. I'm lost in an ocean of scorching, never-ending pleasure.
When Gabe brings me to the brink, he pushes me backwards, making me wait. He commands me to sit up and put the condom on him, my hands trembling with need. And then he fucks me on the kitchen table. My body is weak and shaking from the orgasm, but Gabe picks me up and we're off to the next room. After each powerful climax that makes me scream from the top of my lungs, I don't think I can do it again. I'm out of energy until Gabe tugs me to the next location and gets me all hot and wet to the point where I have to have him inside me again.
Once we've made our rounds, our clothes somewhere between his room and the kitchen, he plops onto the bed. Thank God. I didn't think his energy would ever run out. Unfortunately for him, we're not quite done yet. My mouth waters with what I want to do. His hooded eyes watch me as I crawl over him, my breasts brushing against his legs.
“Ryan,” he starts as I wrap my fingers around his cock and swirl my tongue over the tip. He groans instantly, and I know he's extra sensitive. I lick and suck down his shaft, dragging noises from Gabe as I do so.
Slowly, I come back up and take him into my mouth. Gabe's hand goes to the base of my neck. I don't need him to guide me though. With a careful ease, I lower myself more and more until I can't without gagging. He's taut and salty in my mouth. When I suddenly suck in and Gabe curses, I've never felt so good about this in my entire life. I work him with my hand and mouth until a hot squirt hits the back of my throat, causing Gabe to mutter something incoherently. Watching him watch me, I pull away, lick my lips deliberately and lazily before swallowing.
He shakes his head slightly, but there's a faint smile on his lips. As I crawl to lay next to him, how spent I am hits me. Just as I get comfortable in his arms, my phone blares from the kitchen.
“Damn it,” I whine. “I don't wanna get up.”
Gabe chuckles. “I'll go get it.”
He leaves, and I hear him answer it for me, returning seconds later with the phone held out to me. A glance at my screen tells me it's Viv.
“Hey, what's up?” I ask as Gabe gets back into bed.
“You've slept with him, Ryan?!” she yells and I flinch. I didn't think he'd remember, but I guess he did. Why would he mention that to her anyway? “Damn it, Ryan. How am I supposed to even get to know a guy if you've slept with half the men on campus?! I don't want him if you've had him.”
“What are you trying to say, Viv? How did this even come up?”
“He was buzzed and made a comment about how he fucked you and how we should have a threesome!” She calms down as she takes a deep breath. “You're my friend, Ryan. All I meant is that I would feel a lot better about seeing or sleeping with a guy if I knew you hadn't have slept with them already.”
“Sorry. Would you like a list?” I joke.
“No, just warn me next time, okay?”
“Okay.”
