1. Diavolo Ch 08


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

    that. But now you’re okay, so, come. Lay with me.” She shook her head. “But, Gabriel...you’re naked.” He rolled his eyes. “Abby, I already told you, I can’t do anything, so stop harassing me for sex.” She gasped in outrage and he began to laugh. “Come on, Abs. You promised. Just one night at least. Please?” He batted his lashes at her and she weakened. “Okay, but I need to shower first.” “Geez, Poptart, you should’ve just showered with me. We need to conserve water, help the planet and shit." She rolled her eyes at him before turning on her heel to head downstairs. “Wear something obscenely sexy,” he called out. “And burn that damned dress. Hate it.” She snorted her reply. He was such a brat. ******* Her shower was quick, and she pulled on a long baby-blue nightgown she had that had a high neck with pearly buttons and a ruffled hem. She could see the outline of her nipples through the thin material and the shadow of her white cotton panties, but she didn’t own anything more discreet. Braiding her hair and brushing her teeth, she made her way warily to the main floor. Loud snoring greeted her ascent. She breathed out a sigh of relief and ignored the prickle of disappointment as she turned out the lights in the kitchen. Now, only the glow from the fire illuminated the living room. Gabriel still lay on his back, the white sheet covering him from the waist down. His dark hair spilled around his head, a stark contrast to the sheets. His skin was darker than hers, made golden by ...
    the firelight. She stared at his lips, parted and showing a hint of his teeth. A grin curved her lips when another snore passed those delectable lips. Her heart clenched at the sight of him and her eyes misted. He was hers. It was still so shocking to her. This past month she’d felt closer to him. Of course she didn’t like that he’d tricked her into living in his house, but she’d forgiven him for that, never one to hold a grudge. Carefully, she crawled into bed beside him. Her nerves started up again. She’d never slept with a man. She’d never done anything with a man. Now Gabriel had been the first to kiss her, the first to awaken her feminine desires, and the first to show her the beauty of the male form…and God, he was beautiful. ******* Pleasure and pain. That’s what was rousing him from his peaceful slumber. His ribs ached. Pressure. The source? The press of exquisite feminine breasts to his side, a delicate arm clutching at him. Taut flesh filled his hand as he squeezed. The tight little ass wiggled a bit, getting closer. He opened his eyes just as Abigail’s leg rose a bit and rubbed his cock. His entire body jerked at the contact. Now he was fully awake, looking down at her sleeping form pressed against him. She was sleeping on his arm, the arm he had curled around her, hand slipped inside her little cotton underwear gripping an ass cheek. Shit. She wiggled again, pressing her pussy against his thigh. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say she was having a wet dream and ...
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