open.
Although the room itself wasn’t exactly large, it was extremely well-appointed and designed to be a luxurious cocoon.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes. It’s very pretty.”
“Ooh, close one. I thought you were going to say ‘nice’ and then you were done for. Come on, Emma. Let’s get you tucked in. Oh, wait. You don’t like being tucked in, do you?”
“I might make an exception for you.”
Gabriel nuzzled the sensitive spot behind my ear. “I seem to command all your exceptions. I’m so lucky.”
“I think we’re both lucky.”
My lover smiled. “Nope. Just me.” He then picked me up and tossed me onto the bed. I barely had time to rise on my elbows before Gabriel pounced. As he crawled over me he commanded, “Now you’ll have to keep your adorable screams and moans to a whisper, all right?”
“I don’t scream…do I?”
“All the time. Deafening actually.”
“No, I don’t! Really—” Gabriel captured my mouth, swallowing my moans with a throaty chuckle.
Our tongues tangled deliciously. I ran my fingers through his soft hair, finally twisting them at the nape and using the pressure to clutch Gabriel closer to me.
As always, I was addicted to kissing Gabriel.
The more aggressive his kisses became, the firmer he held my jaw. His message was beautifully clear—I wasn’t going anywhere until he wanted to let me go.
I almost melted when he pulled back to groan, “I want to taste you, Emma. I want to taste all your sweet juices as you come for me.”
My heart hammered in excitement, especially when Gabriel kissed me long enough until I went limp. His warm lips then traveled down my body, strong teeth biting my nipples through my sweater and bra.
Closing my eyes, I couldn’t help but wonder what good things I must’ve done in another life to be underneath this marvelous man.
Gabriel slipped off my shoes. His fingers unbuttoned my pants and then my slacks slid down my legs in no time. Gabriel stopped me when I slipped my fingers beneath my panties waistband. I understood why when his lips peppered my mound with scores of tiny kisses.
They teased and tormented me, giving me stimulation but not nearly enough. Breathless, I arched beneath him. I wanted more. When Gabriel’s tongue gave me a long lick I nearly shot up. He pressed his hand across my stomach, effortlessly keeping me in place.
“Relax, Emma. Don’t rush it. Enjoy it. I know I will.” With a lupine grin, Gabriel tongued me through my satin scrap, thoroughly wetting it and me.
I fisted the comforter and gasped, “Is that a command, Sir?”
He slid his hand beneath my thigh and pushed my leg up. Gabriel took his time answering, more interested in kissing and sucking the highly sensitive area near my panty line.
It was all part of the tease. Gabriel was training me to appreciate it well.
“What were you asking, my sweet Emma? Oh, yes. I remember now.” Gabriel paused and stabbed his tongue through the soaked fabric covering me. Pleasure spread thicker with each drugging swipe. “You want to know if you can come, correct?”
I sighed an affirmative.
“Well of course you can, Emma. This is all for you.” Gabriel tugged my panties down until they were hanging off one ankle. He spread me open and stared at me with a blissful smile.
Fortunately I was too aroused to be embarrassed. Especially when his tongue swirled against me wetly. I spread my thighs further, greedy for every point of access. Gabriel’s finger teased my entrance, barely slipping inside and stimulating me incredibly. I moaned his name and then stuffed my fist against my mouth.
Gabriel reached for my hand and moved it out the way. Two fingers filled the space. I sucked on his elegant digits ferociously as he pleasured me with long, slow licks before pursing his lips on my pleasure pearl. I rocked against him, unable to hold the rising tide back.
I moaned his name around his damp fingers, flicking my tongue against their length and mimicking
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