1. Diavolo Ch 08


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    to him. To his pleasure, she didn’t try to move away, but pressed minutely closer. His fingers clutched at the long fabric of her blue nightie. Why couldn’t she have worn something shorter, more accessible? Tipping his head to the side, he tried to kiss her. She froze, turning her head away and covering her mouth with her hand. “I haven’t brushed my teeth.” “Like I care about that,” he growled trying for her lips again, but she pushed away from him, leaving him bereft and horny. “I’ll go shower and start breakfast. Won’t be long,” she threw over her shoulder as she practically ran from the bathroom. ******* She needed to get her own apartment. And a job. If she stayed much longer with Gabriel, she was going to end up giving in and having sex with him. He was too hard to resist. The feel of him, so long and hard against her, had her panties in a disgraceful state. Was that even normal? Maybe there was something wrong with her. Was she a closet nymphomaniac? She showered with the coldest water possible and pulled her hair into its usual bun afterward. Donning a loose olive green maxi and a pair of canvas flats, she pushed her glasses into place and went up to the main floor. Gabriel leaned against the back of the couch, dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a black button down shirt. He’d combed his hair back into a ponytail and the scent of expensive cologne made her breathe deeper in appreciation. “Thought we’d go out for breakfast,” he said, green eyes burning. His gaze ...
    slid down her body, making her feel self-conscious. All of her clothes were modest, something she’d always preferred. Standing before this exotic rock star, she felt so plain. What did he see in her? He smiled, and held his hand out to her. “Come. I got us a limo for the day.” Abigail’s eyes gaped. “A limo?” Gabriel’s smile widened. “Nothing but the best for my girl.” ******* The day evolved like something out of a fairy tale. The limo was long, black, and sleek. Gabriel put on some soothing music and offered her chilled orange juice. Claiming she’d allowed a drop to remain on her lips, he proceeded to kiss her senseless after licking her lower lip from end to end. His hand had moved from her ribs to just under her left breast, making her pant. She longed for him to reach higher, grip her, mold her aching breast in his big palm, though the reasonable part of her called all sorts of lewd names. Her shameful urges increased the more time she spent with him. They stopped at a little restaurant off the Pacific Coast highway, garnering only a few stares when they walked in. Gabriel was so attentive with her, staring deep into her eyes as they talked and laughed, kissing her fingers and stroking her hands in the brief moments of silence. She kept pinching herself under the table to see if she was dreaming all this. Afterwards, Gabriel and she continued to converse in the back of the limo as the ride stretched on past the most beautiful scenery she’d ever seen. Almost an hour later, ...
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