1. Diavolo Ch 08


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

    “Feels nice.” Face flaming at him being aware of her actions, she caressed him slowly, but kept her hand in the safe zone of the area between his bulging pectorals. The sound of the sea and the air conditioning lulled her until she dozed off as well in Gabriel’s warm arms. Her dreams were full of erotic visions, of touching Gabriel all over, hearing him moan and move restlessly. She wanted him with a desperation that bordered on obsession. Her fingers wrapped around his girth, marveling at the contrast of velvety flesh and steely rigidity. The tip of him bled a clear drop as he bucked his hips and groaned out an expletive. Mesmerized, she leaned down and licked that drop. Something that should have revolted her only turned her on more. Her mouth opened wider and she suckled his tip. He tasted wickedly delicious. “Fuck, Abigail. I can’t believe…shit…are you awake?” She froze. He looked like he was in pain, hands fisting the comforter beneath his bare ass as he thrust his hips lazily, the feel of him in her mouth all too real. Abigail blinked, slowly letting his cock slide from her swollen lips. What was she doing? Gabriel made a little whimper in his throat when he finally slipped from her mouth, flesh glistening from her saliva. She stared in shock at his penis trapped in her hand. She needed to let it go…unwrap her fingers from around it. Any moment now. “I…I’m. So. Sorry,” she finally got out in a barely audible whisper. “No,” he pleaded. “Please don’t be. God, baby. I’m ...
    hurting with the need to come right now.” The intense throbbing between her legs made her feel crazy with need. He opened his arms to her. “No penetration, but come up here and rub yourself on me. At least that, baby. Please?” Years of ingrained religious training rebelled inside her mind. It was this tiny voice screaming at her to cease this immoral behavior, but her body moved of its own volition, the sight of his body luring her in like a moth to flame. She straddled him and they both groaned when she pressed herself against his arousal. “Oh-fuck, you’re so wet,” he moaned thrusting against her. His cock left a shiny smear on her belly, the sight of it enthralling her. She angled her hips so that he slid between the lips of her sex. The sensation so new and strange. Her eyes focused on the sight. She had a real man’s penis…there! Gabriel rocked his hips, his arousal sliding through the flood of moisture slicking his engorged flesh. She gasped and grew rigid, stopping all movement as an electric sensation shot right through her. Gabriel growled and gripped her ass, thrusting harder. Abigail dug her nails into his shoulders and arched her back as the sensation built. “Christ-you’re going to come, aren’t you?” he gasped. “Oh-God-baby. You’re so damn beautiful. I love you so damn much.” Abigail wanted to tell him she loved him too, but only a pathetic high whine slipped from her throat. Her glasses were sliding off her nose. As it was, they were askew. He began to rock harder ...