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“Don’t stop, princess,” he commands when he sees my hand still.

Once I’ve resumed my pattern, running my fingers between my folds, pressing them inside my pussy, trailing them up around my clit, Gabriel pulls his shirt over his head. His pants go next, and suddenly he’s standing before me, naked in all his glory. His chiseled abs flex as he palms his hard cock once more.

Then he slowly climbs onto the bed. My pussy clenches deliciously in anticipation as he hovers over me. I move my hand so he can take over. I feel his cockhead pressing at my entrance as he slowly eases inside me, stretching me inch by inch. I’m so turned on by all that we’ve done that my clit starts to throb even before he starts to fuck me. And as he eases in and out of me at an excruciatingly slow pace, I pant with the intensity of my growing arousal.

My pussy clenches as I start to topple over the edge, and just as I’m about to come, Gabriel stills inside me. I can feel the throbbing pulse of his cock, but without the friction of him moving in me, my orgasm starts to recede.

“Fuck,” I groan, thumping my head back against my pillow with the sexual frustration of coming so close and not getting to orgasm.

Gabriel chuckles darkly, and I know he’s teasing me on purpose. “Something wrong, little princess?” he teases, though the rasp of his voice reveals the effort it’s taking for him to restrain himself.

I desperately want him to pound me until I burst around him. “Please, Gabriel,” I whimper, my fingers running down his back to grip his ass in an attempt to force him further inside me.

“Please, what?” he purrs, leaning close enough that his breath tickles my ear.

“Please, I need to come,” I beg.

“Youneedto come?” he asks, pressing inside of me as he dissects my choice of words.

“Yes, please, please let me come,” I sob.

“Hmm,” he hums as he resumes his tantalizing pace.

I feel myself creeping closer to the precipice once more, and my legs start to quiver as my muscles tense in anticipation, but just as I reach my peak, once again, Gabriel stills inside me.

“No!” I cry out, squirming beneath him.

“Tell me your mine,” Gabriel demands, and his teeth close around my ear lobe, making my clit throb.

“Fuck, I’m yours!” I cry, too far gone to resist even a little.

Gabriel growls his pleasure as he grinds against my clit and presses deep inside me, his thick cockhead pressing firmly into my G spot.

“Yes!” I gasp as my orgasm washes through me with unexpected force. Tingling euphoria overcomes all my senses as I shudder with the intensity of my release, and I cry out, sobbing with the overwhelming pleasure.

As soon as the last of my aftershocks subside, Gabriel slides out of me. Moaning with the sudden emptiness, I almost start to whine, but then Gabriel moves, straddling my chest so his cockhead bounces by my lips.

“Lick your cum off me, baby,” he rasps, holding his cock steady in front of my face.

I don’t know why that excites me so much, but I do as he says, running my tongue around the swollen tip, tasting the bitter tanginess of my juices coating him. He moans softly, one hand moving to the headboard as he braces himself to stay upright.

Encouraged by his arousal, I grow bolder, sliding his cock inside my mouth as I start to give him head.

“Ffuuck,” he groans, and his hips rock with the motion of me taking him along my tongue and down my throat.

When I shift to give his tip more attention, flicking it with my tongue and teasing the small hole, I taste his salty precum. The memory of him pouring cum into my pussy right in front of his friends makes my breath come more quickly. And I find I’m turned on yet again by the memory, even though I’ve already come twice.

“Do you want me to fuck you in the ass, princess?” Gabriel asks as he looks down on me, watching me suck him off.

“Mmm,” I moan around his cock, my pussy clenching with the anticipation of him stretching my tight hole.

Gently, Gabriel withdraws his cock from between my lips, lowering himself so we’re aligned. “Was that a yes?” he teases, his blue eyes dancing dangerously.

“Yes,” I confirm, nodding eagerly.

“Tell me how much you want it,” he commands.

“Please, Gabriel, I want you to fuck my ass,” I plead, so turned on and desperate that I don’t even care how whiny I sound.


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