1. Diavolo Ch 09


    Date: 11/18/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    wife gets a look at you,” he chuckled at Gabriel. “You guys like to swing?” Gabriel had ushered her out of there so fast, her head spun. “Did he mean the dance kind of swing?” she asked as they sped out of the parking lot. Gabriel gave her a sideways glance, eyes wide. “No.” When he explained later that night, she’d almost gagged. Now they’d arrived at her favorite place, Newport Bluffs. There were various one-bedroom floor plans, some bigger than others, but Abigail just wanted something cozy with a fireplace. Although the community was a bit more luxurious than what she’d preferred, it was gated, with guards posted and had surveillance. It looked quiet and stately, and she’d fallen in love with one of the floor plans she’d seen online. As she marveled at the dark wood cabinets and stainless steel appliances, she glimpsed Gabriel checking the locks of the glass doors that led out to the patio. He snorted and stalked into the bedroom. Abigail checked out the bathroom smiling at the neutral tones of almond. Already, her mind began ticking off the things she’d buy to decorate it. Turning to check out the bedroom, she ran head first into Gabriel. He wrapped his arms around her before she fell backwards. It was like running into a brick wall. When he continued to press her face against his chest, she said, “this is the one I want.” “I don’t like it.” Abigail shoved him away and glared at him. “What’s wrong with this place?” Gabriel ran an agitated hand through his dark hair. ...
    “The patio locks don’t look secure.” She rolled her eyes. “Gabriel, this is a third floor. I doubt someone is going to scale the building to break into my apartment through there. “You never know,” he grumbled. He looked so cute pouting and cranky-faced, she just had to wrap her arms around his neck and rise on tiptoes to kiss his chin, since he refused to bend a little to meet her halfway. Gorgeous green eyes lowered to her, thick black lashes shading them to emerald. His hands cupped her ass as he pulled her up to feel the hardness in his pants. By now, she was accustomed to his almost constant state of arousal, and trusted him not to go beyond what she was comfortable with. “But I’m going to miss you,” he said with a frown. “I’ll starve. Who’s going to make sure I get my three meals a day and scrub my back?” She smirked at him. “Gabriel, when I met you, you looked far from starved. I’m sure if you got by then, you can get by now.” She gripped a lock of his hair and twirled it around her finger. “Besides, we shouldn’t live together just before our wedding. Being apart will just make the joining sweeter.” He scoffed. “Baby, our joining is going to be anything but sweet. Try scorching hot, explosive, mind-freekingly orgasmic! We may end up in the emergency room afterwards. A ton of ice for your—“ Abigail slapped her hand across his mouth before he finished that sentence. “Gabriel!” He only laughed behind her palm before puckering his lips to kiss it. He mumbled something that ...
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