17
LINDEN
“This is a terrible idea, Gabriel.” Her voice was low and shook a bit.
I kept my arms around her petite waist and began kissing the part of her neck where she was most sensitive. “Why? Because we’re too good to be true to one another?”
She should not be second-guessing herself. She knew my intention that this was not just a one-time thing. What we felt was real, more than just itch or lust, or sex. It was undeniably real. Sometimes it frightened me.
“I don’t know why I feel like this. Why am I still trusting you after what happened in Italy? I should be running away from you, Gabriel.”
“You shouldn’t be running away from me. You should be running into my arms, Estelle. You know that’s the right thing to do. So why fight now when we both know how good we are together?”
“You know why.”
“I don’t give a fuck. You know what. I will do everything in my power to have you in my arms every day and night.”
When she held my hands, I thought my world faded around me, but instead, she turned around and faced me. Those eyes were begging for something as they pinned right into mine. There were mixed emotions, but she definitely wanted this.
“I’m gonna regret—”
I didn’t let her finish her words. My lips had been tinging to taste those cherry-red lips again. I’d never had that urgency so fucking my brain in different ways that I would vanish into thin air if I couldn’t kiss her. I didn’t waste any time. I lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I’d never been so fast, taking large steps at a time as I carried her up to my room. As we were busy kissing, I slammed the door behind us. I put her on her feet. Then we were both unmoving. I could still see the hesitation in her eyes, but also her hunger for me. Her chest rose and fell faster in anticipation.
“Take off your clothes, Estelle,” I said as I did mine. My voice was gruff with need. She didn’t hesitate, though, which was a good sign.
We didn’t break eye contact as her dress fell to the floor, leaving her black lacy bra and her tiny panties. I was already hard, my cock was too eager to free from my boxers, but I took my time to admire those perfect tits and curves. Good Lord. She was fucking fantastic. Then she unclasped her bra, shrugging off the pretty undergarment.
“Jesus.” I groaned as I watched those tits free. “Let me.” I knelt before her as I helped her take those tiny little panties. Before I pulled it down, I pressed my lips on her mound, causing her to suck air. I slipped my fingers into the elastic band at her hips, pushed it down, and let the back of my finger run through those smooth inner thighs and legs. She pulled one foot free, kicking them aside. And it was fucking sexy.
I planted kisses on both legs and noticed she’d been balling her hands into fists. Her bottom lip tugged between her teeth. My heart felt like thrashing around inside my chest.
“Sit on the edge of the bed.” I rose to my feet, taking off the remaining thing I had left in my body. My cock sprang free. It hurt how hard it was.
Her eyes landed on my hand, wrapped around my dick as I did a stroke. She licked her lips. When she did as I said, pleasure sizzled straight into my spine.
“Spread your legs, and lie down. Your feet were on the edge. Keep your legs open.”
“You’re very bossy.” Those were the first words she said when we came into my room.
“I am, but you’re the boss of me.” I hummed in approval as she did as I ordered her to. Clearly, she was turned on as me. I could see the pool of wetness leaking from her folds. Estelle was always bare. That pink pussy made me drool and hungrier for her.
“What are you gonna do to me, Gabriel?”
“You can watch it for yourself.” I knelt before her as I held her knees and spread her wider before I dipped my head into the greatest treasure.
“Gab—” I barely started. She was already screaming my name as I lapped her from her tiny hole up to her clit. And something about it turned me on. She tried to close her legs, but I did a little grip. I laved her again, taking the sweet taste into my mouth.
I did it again and again until she thrust her head back, her fingers clasping the sheets. I flicked my tongue over her clit, rewarding me with a satisfied groan. She grew wetter as I spread her folds with my thumbs, and then I fucked her with my tongue.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” she kept chanting. Her heels dug into the mattress. When I sucked her clit and did a little tag, her body contracted, and she had her first orgasm. She looked fantastic, all rosy skin with a dreamy smile.
She hadn’t had another breath. I crawled onto the bed, pulled her up, and kissed her savagely, allowing her to taste herself. Estelle was addicting, and I could eat her all night, but I needed to be inside her desperately.
She kissed me with the same intensity. Her slender fingers slipped into my hair. But my night wouldn’t be complete without tasting those perfect tits.
She did a broken little cry as I tugged her tiny bud between my teeth, flicking it with my tongue. I did the same with the other and went to kiss her again. I positioned myself, my elbow on her side, my knees nestled between her legs, making sure not to crash her.
“Tell me you want me.” I stared down at her.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“I wanna hear it, Estelle.”
She glanced into my eyes and down to my lips. “I know this is wrong, but I don’t care. I need you. I want you for tonight.”
“You’re the death of me.” I leaned in to kiss her lips. “I’ll fuck you hard tonight, then make love to you in the morning, but you know that won’t be enough. I have to have you every night for the rest of my life. But right now, I’ll take what you will give.”
She took a sharp breath, knowing I wasn’t lying. “I—”
I pressed a finger on her lips. “It’s okay. I’m beyond grateful.”
“Gabriel…”
“I know, Estelle. And I’d never been so reckless and broke rules for any women, but I’m willing to do it over again with you.” I slid my hand down her stomach and right in between her legs.
Her eyes shut close and moaned as I glided a finger inside her. She was soaked again.
“Open your eyes for me.”
“Gabriel.” Her eyes cracked open, flaming with desire.
“We feel the same. We’re desperate for each other. The only thing that comes between us is you, but I just wanna know I can wait.” I pulled out my finger and slid it back.
She let go of a shuddering breath as she gyrated her hips to draw deeper.
“You want more?”
She nodded.
“Say it.”
“Yes. I want you. I want more.” I could hear the pleasure and desperation in her voice.
I laughed low. “You have me, beautiful.”
She responded with the rock of her hips against my hand. I took my finger out, showing her the wetness coating my finger. I traced it over her lips. She was about to dart her tongue out, but I stopped her.
“Don’t be greedy.” Instead, I ran my tongue over her lips and felt her squirm underneath. I kissed her again. This time, it was slow to drive her crazy, and it was successful as she wiggled her hips, seeking the fiction she craved.
With my cock lying heavy between her thighs, I lifted her leg to wrap it around my hip. I guided my cock into her, gently thrusting inch by inch until my full length buried deep.
“Fuck. This is even better.”
“Hmm,” that was all she muttered before her eyes fluttered as she wrapped another leg around my hip.
“So damn good.” I pressed a kiss on her temple. “Feel how good we are?”
“Gabriel—”
“What do you want, Estelle? Tell me.”
“We didn’t use a condom again.”
“It’s too late, I guess. It’s only been you since since the boat ride.”
“Me too. I’m still on my pills.”
“You trust me. That’s all that matters.” I pulled out and thrust back with enough force to make her shudder. I started to move. My head dipped to kiss her lips, her neck, her cheek, my breathing wafted her face, and my temple pressed against hers.
We were together. We became one.
Sharp bursts of air escaped from me as she countered my move. I hit her deep.
She wanted more. I wanted more. I thrust deeper and poured out the strength I had left.
“You’re close. I can feel you. Don’t hold back. I’ll meet you there.” My skin was damped. The room filled with erotic sounds from our breathing, our flesh slapping together. Our bodies move with erotic dance. It was hot. It was perfect. It was meant to be.
“Don’t stop.”
“I won’t, baby.” I plunged harder, faster, and thrust deep. Her head fell back. I kept it there for a moment, circling my hips enough to drive her crazy as I felt the pulsing of her clit.
“I’m coming!” Her words fueled my dick and almost knocked me out.
I pulled out and slammed back hard. It dragged her up. Her body locked tight, bursting her orgasm, welcoming her beautiful ecstasy as she reached her climax.
