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Gabriel winked at his friend and walked out of the room.
Gabriel woke up to the feel of a comforting weight across his waist and a warm bundle tucked against his side. He opened his eyes to see his wife had thrown her leg over his waist. Her nightgown collected at her thighs as she lay half on her stomach, her hair strewn about his chest, her pillow nowhere in sight.
Gabriel chuckled. The duchess was a fussy sleeper, apparently. At least in a large bed. He traced his hand up Evie’s bare leg until he reached one firm, delectable buttock. He pulled until Evie lay on top of him.
She stirred but didn’t rouse. He ran his hands up and down her back, then proceeded to massage the muscles of her thighs, kneading her buttocks, caressing her back. Evie moaned and shifted on top of him. Gabriel was already hard, but her action just made him strain painfully. He lifted his hips, his cock touching the side of her thigh, and groaned.
How he wanted to get rid of the sheets between them, rip off her nightgown, and enter her in one swift thrust. It wouldn’t take him long. He’d do it in one quick motion. If he just moved—
Evie moved her pelvis against him, and Gabriel forgot his thoughts. His hands tightened on her buttocks. God, how he wanted her.
He turned on his side, taking her with him. Evie finally opened her eyes and regarded him sleepily. Gabriel took the hem of her nightgown in his hand and slowly, carefully raised it to her waist. Evie gaped at him, breathing heavily.
He slowly lowered his hand and traced one finger up her inner thigh, not taking his gaze off her. “Turn around,” he said, his voice hoarse.
Evie blinked and stilled, the only indication that she heard him the quickening of her breath.
“Do not worry. I shan’t break our bargain. But I can make you feel really, really good. Trust me,” he added at her silence.
Evie lowered her eyes, and for a moment, he thought she’d refuse him, but she shifted and turned on her side, her back to him. Gabriel snaked his hand around her waist and pressed her flush with his body. Evie burrowed even closer to him, pressing her body to his. Her soft bottom was cradling his hot length, and Gabriel had to grit his teeth to keep himself in check. He lowered his head and inhaled her lovely scent, burrowing his nose in her hair.
He slowly moved his hand up to her breast. The moment he cupped her, Evie tensed. Then she relaxed and threw her head further back against his shoulder. Gabriel took it as a sign of encouragement. He sucked on his thumb and ran it over her nipple, rubbing it up and down, causing it to rise proudly with his skillful ministrations. He snaked his other hand from beneath her waist and drew her closer to him, then lowered his hand to her most private place. He heard her moan as he cupped her there and rubbed her slowly.
“Gabriel,” she moaned sleepily.
Gabriel ran his finger up and down her folds, making her squirm and whimper. He groaned, feeling the wet evidence of her desire on his hand.
“Shh… I shan’t do anything you don’t want me to. I promise,” he said in her ear, then kissed her temple, behind her ear, then moved lower to her throat. “Let me touch you,” he coaxed silkily against her throat.
“Oh, Gabe,” Evie moaned and moved her pelvis against his hand. Gabriel let out a groan and sucked on the side of her throat to keep himself from moaning. He grazed her silky skin with his teeth and had the satisfaction of hearing her whimper in pleasure.
“Let me touch you, darling.” He brushed kisses on the side of her neck. “I shan’t hurt you. I shan’t enter you either. I just want to feel you; I want to come to completion with you.”
Evie stiffened at his words.
Gabriel pressed his cock firmer to her buttocks. “This part of me,” he said in a husky whisper, “it needs to touch you. It wants to feel you,” he said, getting hotter by the second.
Evie gave a slight nod. Her acquiescence was so unexpected that he froze for a moment before reacting.
“Are you sure?” he asked again.
“Yes.” Evie’s agreement was more of a moan than a word.
He realized that she was as aroused as he was. With one hand, he caressed the inside of her leg; with the other, he put his cock between her hot thighs and groaned in satisfaction. His wife whimpered as she pressed her thighs together. Gabriel kissed her behind her ear, then nibbled on her earlobe, all the while shifting his hand back to her breasts, caressing them each, in turn, playing with her nipples. His other hand was moving over her most sacred place. A place he wanted to touch, taste, penetrate. He bit down on her shoulder and cupped her between her legs. He heard her gasp as she arched her back and squeezed her thighs tighter. His cock gave a pleasant jolt.
“My God, you’re lovely.” Gabriel soothed the shoulder with his tongue as he started moving his hips against her thighs in a suggestive rhythm. She was getting wetter as he played slightly with his fingers, circling her swollen nub. He felt ecstasy rise up as he continued his movements. A few more thrusts and he’d be in bliss. Their grunts, moans, and whimpers blended together so that he didn’t know who made which sound. And it didn’t matter. Only this feeling of blended bliss mattered. Just a few more thrusts and—
Loud barking and the sounds of footsteps running down the hall jolted Gabriel to his senses.
“Button, come back!” a young girl screeched. And then someone scratched violently at their door, and more barks followed.
Gabriel cursed loudly, still holding the aroused body of his wife in his arms. Evie jumped in reaction to the hubbub outside the door and rolled away from him, drawing her nightgown down over her hips. Gabriel closed his eyes in agony. His cock still pulsed with need, so he turned on his stomach with a groan.
“Button! Down to breakfast!” the girl commanded.
Instead, it seemed thatButtonran down the hall, jumping and barking. The damned dog had no manners. Gabriel growled in frustration into the pillow. The mood was definitely broken. Evie scurried from the bed and locked herself inside the washing closet.
