Page 48 of Keeping Winter


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Then he leans in, his tongue taking his fingers’ place as he starts to eat me out once more. I’m panting in no time, my hips bucking against his lips with the intensity of my need. And as he eats me out, one finger starts to circle the puckered hole of my ass.

“Please, baby,” I beg. “Please, please, please.” I don’t even know what I’m begging him to do. I just need to come. Desperately.

“You want to come?” he asks, his hot breath breezing across my sensitive clit.

“Please!” I sob, my thighs quivering with anticipation.

Gabriel resumes his attention, his lips closing around my sensitive nub as he presses a finger into my ass.

“Fuck!” I scream as I immediately start coming.

His finger saws in and out of me, driving the intensity of my release, and my clit pulses against his tongue as my pussy creams. Shuddering breaths escape me as my breaths heave, feeling as though they might burst right through the skimpy lace confining them with the force with which they rise and fall.

“Hmm,” Gabriel hums against my clit as my orgasm starts to fade, and the vibration echoes deep within me, stoking me back to life without a moment’s rest.

I gasp with the sudden spike of arousal, and I feel my pussy tighten deliciously. As if sensing exactly what I need, Gabriel presses two fingers between my folds, penetrating me even as he keeps a third finger in my ass.

“Yes!” I whimper, my hips rocking with the motion of his hand.

His free hand grips my hip, forcefully stopping me from moving. I groan, loving the utter lack of control as Gabriel plays me like an instrument, meeting my insatiable need. He’s not rough with me like he might have been before I got pregnant. But the way he handles me tells me that my body is his to do with as he pleases. Excitement burns through my veins as I wonder just how many times he might make me come. My muscles hum with anticipation, each taut with the building pressure of my next orgasm.

How is it that he’s already made me come twice, and yet I’m on the verge of a third?

“You want to come again, dirty girl?” Gabriel asks, his husky voice dark and threatening.

“Yes,” I whisper, my eyes pressing closed as I arch up off the bed.

“Then beg me,” he commands. “Beg me to let you come.”

“Please, Gabriel, let me come,” I moan, my voice saturated with need. “Please, I’ll do anything!”

“Anything?” He sounds intrigued.

“Yes!” I cry as my legs tremble convulsively.

His lips close around my clit as he continues to finger fuck my pussy and ass at the same time. And I explode around him once more, my pussy gripping his fingers as my ass tightens around the third. Gasping, I collapse onto the bed, completely spent.

“Feel good?” Gabriel teases as his fingers slide out of me.

I nod, humming with contentment as I keep my eyes closed.

“Well, don’t get too comfortable. You promised meanything, and we won’t be stopping until you repay me.”

I shiver, both loving and fearing the threat. And then Gabriel’s warm, strong body falls on top of me, pressing me into the bed as his cock presses between my folds, finding my entrance. His lips capture mine in a fiery kiss, and I taste my juices on his tongue even as his cockhead slowly eases inside of me.

I kiss him greedily, eager to repay him for how thoroughly he’s satisfied me. Still, I feel as though I’m capable of another orgasm, and as his cock presses inside me, my pussy tightens with anticipation.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Gabriel groans.

He doesn’t fuck me hard, but I’m so spent from my orgasms that it doesn’t take much to enflame me. With every thrust, Gabriel’s cock presses against my G-spot, and the base of his cock grazes my clit. I struggle against the rope confining my wrists, the need to pull him further into me overwhelming.

Gabriel chuckles darkly against my lips. “You’re stuck, little princess. And I get to fuck you as long and as hard as I like.”

My pussy clamps down around his impressive erection at those words, and Gabriel groans.

“Fuck,” he hisses through his teeth, then slowly, painfully, he withdraws his cock from my depths.

Aching hollowness follows, but before I can beg him to keep fucking me, he crawls up my body until he’s straddling my head. Taking a handful of my hair, he gently raises my head.

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