1. Diavolo Ch 06


    Date: 1/25/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    Halfway through the night her phone dinged. Abigail grunted and shuffled her legs, getting more comfortable beneath the downy white comforter. With a soft sigh, she settled back into slumber. Outside the crickets chirped merrily and the sound of the ocean lapping beneath the boardwalks and docks lulled her again. Peace, quiet, tranquility. Abigail smiled and snuggled deeper into the goose down pillow. Another ding had her opening one bleary eye to frown at the glowing phone on the nightstand by the bed. Her sleepy mind wondered who would be sending her a message. What time was it anyway? She picked up the phone and gaped. It was two in the morning! Clicking on the little envelope image, she screwed up her face at the glare of white light and squinted at the screen. Two messages from Gabriel. Alarm shooting through her, she tapped on the first message, hoping nothing was wrong. Gabe: R u sleeping? Gabe: :( Abigail frowned and debated as to whether or not she should answer him Huffing out a sigh, she tapped into the tiny keyboard: Me: I was. Gabe: :) I’m bored, among other unmentionable things ♥ ;) Me: You should be asleep. Gabe: Keep thinking about u. Another message popped up. She almost dropped the phone at an image of the sheet tented over his lap. Me: I am going to sleep now, Mr. Raven. It took less than a minute for the phone to begin ringing softly. Michael had graciously linked the picture of Gabriel licking up her face as Rafael leaned in to poke his own tongue in ...
    Gabe’s ear as Gabriel’s caller ID. “Gabriel, it’s more than two in the morning,” she replied with a frown. “I missed you.” Clearly, she was unprepared for the masculine purr of his million-dollar voice streaming directly into her left ear; a hot shiver racing over every inch of her body, making her clench her thighs. Oh, the ache whenever he spoke, or sang, would she ever get used to it? Such wicked reactions on her part which she unfortunately had no control over. How was she ever going to cleanse her traitorous body of its carnal longing for him? “Still there?” he asked. She had to swallow before she spoke. “Yes.” She cringed at the breathy sound of her voice. He growled. “You sound so damn sexy right now, baby. Were you dreaming of me?” “Gabriel, please.” “Nothing would make me happier than to please you, Abigail.” He’d pitched his voice low, adding that slight grittiness that earned Diavolo millions “I’d wear myself out pleasing you, baby. All night long.” Gah! She needed to diffuse this sexually charged conversation. She sat up and he began to chuckle. Frowning, she asked, “Gabriel, what’s so funny?” *** His chuckling turned into a choked groan when she stood. He knew he shouldn’t be using the link to his security cameras to spy on her, but he’d just wanted to make sure she was okay. She’d seemed so fucking sweet curled up on her side in the guest bedroom of his beach house. She kept moving her legs around, wiggling her cute ass beneath the comforter. He couldn’t help ...
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