1. Diavolo Ch 09


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

    glowed brighter and her pupils widened. Yeah. She liked when he acted wild and untamed with her. Whatever her reply might have been, he didn’t let her answer, preferring to kiss her senseless instead. He clutched her ass and dragged her against him, rubbing himself between her spread thighs. She gasped and arched her back. They’d taken to dry humping like a couple of randy teenagers, sad as that might be, but if that was as far as she’d allow him to go, he’d take what he could and be grateful. He bit her lips and growled, “first time I saw you at Ariel’s place you blew my mind.” She stopped arching against him and frowned in confusion. “I did? I looked a mess that day.” “God-no,” he scoffed. “You had that tight little dress that barely covered this gorgeous ass, and that hair…” He sieved his fingers through the loose golden strands, loving the silky feel of it. “The glasses, and those big blue eyes of yours. One look and I was hooked. And then you slapped the shit out of me. I was a goner for sure, pissed and horny as fuck for you,” he confessed truthfully. Her face flushed neon. “Gabriel!” He chuckled and dipped his head to nip at her neck and ear. “The food is getting cold,” she panted. He suddenly remembered why she’d cooked such a feast and pouted down at her. “Do you have to work at that place? Didn’t you apply anywhere else?” “A youth center, but I liked the daycare a lot. They have babies from weeks old to four years old.” He stared into her hopeful eyes. She would ...
    take the job regardless, but he could see that his approval meant a lot to her. “I trust you, Abby.” Was all he said, kissing her softly. “Oh, Gabe, thank you,” she gushed, gripping him hard to cover his face in sweet kisses. ******* Abigail watched Gabriel prowl around the apartment, a scowl set on his handsome features. This was the seventh place she’d brought him to. There had been ten choices on her list. He’d shot down three immediately, stating they were in dangerous neighborhoods. Again, they’d argued heatedly over her decision of moving into her own place. Now that the beach house looked like it had potential buyers, she wanted to move into her own place before Gabriel could try to persuade her into moving into some lavish home with him. The first complex they’d visited, he hated because there was too much traffic. The second place was too isolated and had no surveillance. He’d taken one look and snarled a “hell-no”. The third and fourth place had rowdy residents, according to him. One had two guys working out near the pool, and the other a party toward the back of the building with lots of boisterous male shouting. The fifth place, he claimed he didn’t like the way the guy tending the grounds grinned at her, some poor pimple-faced boy about sixteen years old. Abigail had to roll her eyes at that one. The sixth place, she conceded since the owner had one of those fake tans and lots of gold jewelry and kept calling them both “baby” with a leering grin. “Wow, wait till my ...
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