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Diavolo Ch 06
Date: 1/25/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories
sending her a message, and then calling. He almost swallowed his tongue when she slid out from beneath the covers and saw that her bright green Big Bird T-shirt didn’t quite cover her ass. Her panties were white with tiny little things printed on them. He couldn’t decide if it was little hearts or flowers. “Gabriel,” she said impatiently. “God, baby,” he croaked, needing to grip his erection before he blew his load at the sight of her nipples poking against the thin jersey of her nightshirt. Her hair was finally loose and fell around her in glorious ribbons of gold right to her waist. “Are you in pain? Oh, Gabriel.” He felt guilty at her panicked look. “I’m fine,” he interrupted her plea that he notify the nurses. “I’m hurting for you, baby. I just want to crawl into bed with you.” She covered her face with her palm and he didn’t miss the way she shivered. And then she did something that had his blood going molten in his veins. Her small hand slipped between her thighs to cup her sex and squeeze. Did she desire him? Was she wet and horny for him right now? “Gabriel, I told you…” He heard her breath rush from her, and saw how her hand pressed harder between her legs. She sat back down on the bed and pulled her hand back out to run trembling fingers through her hair. He did his best to roll his tongue back into his mouth. He switched the phone to his right hand in the sling. “Lay back,” he whispered, left hand sliding beneath the sheet to wrap around his throbbing cock. Her ... eyes went wide before looking around suspiciously. “How do you know I’m up?” Panic had his escalating arousal cooling a bit. “I heard the bedding rustle. I figured you’d gotten up,” he blurted thinking fast. If she knew he was watching her over his security system, she’d be pissed, call him a perverted sleaze bag. He knew he shouldn’t be watching her like that, but he was so hot for her. It would just be this time only. Slowly, she laid back, and, just like that, he was close to losing it when she parted her thighs a bit and slid her hand shyly back between her legs with another shudder. “God, Abby,” he panted. She stiffened a bit before relaxing and licking her lips. “Gabriel, what are you doing?” Gabe gulped, “I don’t think I should tell you. You might get mad.” He clenched his jaw as his fingers slid up his length before flexing his hips, wincing at the discomfort in his leg and hip, but not enough to keep him from dragging his hand back down with a barely stifled groan. “Baby, touch yourself.” She shook her head, but her legs spread farther, her fingers pressed harder. “Gabriel, please…don’t.” “I bet you’re wet, baby. You’re wet for me as much as I am for you.” The sheet clung to the tip of his cock, wet with precum. He bent his left leg, holding the phone against his chest with his right hand still strapped inside the sling. It felt strange stroking with his left, but he was about to cum all over himself at the sight of his sweet Abby squeezing her little pussy through her ...