Chapter 12
Gabe
Even as I knew it was a mistake, I couldn’t stop myself from kissing Elle.
It felt as if it had been preordained since the moment we met.
I wanted her, I could tell she wanted me.
We had tried to hide it; we had tried to push it away.
God knew I had given it my best shot. But I couldn’t anymore.
And after feeling Elle next to me, almost smelling her arousal, I didn’t want to.
“Elle,” I sighed. My mouth inches from hers.
“Gabe,” she whispered back.
“I want you. But I can’t, I won’t, not if you’re inebriated.” My body ached to have her. For her to straddle me as she rode me until we were both fulfilled. But I wouldn’t do it if she wasn’t completely sure of what we were doing and what she wanted.
Elle dropped her head down. I thought she was going to tell me no. Instead, she lifted her head and looked at me. Her eyes held so much. Confusion, wonder, desire, happiness. I saw it all. I was feeling all of those and more.
She lifted her hand to cup my face and said, “Please.”
Her look, her words, and her actions told me she wanted this. She knew what she was doing and she was all for it. I smiled at her as I moved my mouth to hers again. When my lips were right next to hers, I said, “Anything you want, if it is in my power, I will give it to you.”
I pressed my lips against hers. She tilted her head towards me and opened her mouth.
I slid my tongue inside. My hands tightened around her and I lifted her off the ground.
My cock grew hard at feeling her, finally, up against me.
It was just as amazing as I thought it would be, even better.
Her body was so soft, her breasts so firm and perfect, her ass so tight.
She moved her hips over me and I grew harder. I had to have her and while I thought about throwing her on the couch and taking her there; I wanted to have her in my bed. I wanted to see her as she came apart lying there. It was a place I had imagined her in countless times.
My tongue moved around hers, and she sucked on it.
She sent shockwaves of need through my body before ending between my legs.
I had hardly touched her and I was on fire for her.
I had thought she would be incredible, that she would know how to please a man.
I had no idea just how much and I wanted to find out.
I moved my hands to her legs and wrapped them around my waist. She did as I asked, never stopping our kiss. I walked us to my bedroom. She glided up and down me as we went and I seriously thought about stopping and pushing her up against the wall.
It was only the fact that I couldn’t do everything I wanted to with her there that stopped me. When we got to my bedroom, I placed Elle down softly on the bed. The fantasy I was going to play out might have started in the kitchen but that didn’t mean I couldn’t have it here.
Her legs dropped to the side of the bed, but she sat up and looked at me. Her hair had fallen over part of her face and she gave me a crooked smile. My cock jerked at seeing her looking at me with part amusement, part need.
“Stay there. Don’t move,” I said.
She eyed me as I glided her dress up and around her knees.
My hands moved along the smoothness of her legs, loving how soft and toned they were.
I felt her muscles quiver as I moved closer to her center.
I continued my journey up her legs until I was right by her panties.
I hooked my index finger and thumb around them and tugged.
Elle lifted her hips to allow them to come down.
I moved them slowly down her body, taking my time as I knelt in front of her.
Elle dropped her head onto the bed. I smiled at her surrendering to me.
I loved that she was giving herself to me, what we were going to do, and all that I would make her feel.
I vowed to make this the best night of her life, and mine too.
Slowly, gently. I lifted her legs and put them on the bed.
Her dress had bunched up and her lower half was on full display for me.
My eyes roamed over her body, taking in the magnificent sight.
She was clean shaven and I could see the hint of wetness between her legs.
I put my hands on her knees and spread them wider.
I kissed my way from her right knee to her hips and then repeated the same movements on the left.
“Gabe,” Elle sighed.
Her voice was magical. I could hear how much she wanted me; how much she was enjoying what I was doing in that one word.
“I’ve thought about eating you, making a meal out of you for days. I bet you taste better than anything in this world. Do you want me to taste you?” I asked.
“Gabe, please,” Elle moaned.
“Excellent,” I said and flicked my tongue inside her.
Elle’s hips shot up in the air and I pushed her back down with my right hand while my left went under her ass and cupped it.
I licked her again and she jerked but not as much.
She tasted incredible and I lapped up her juices.
She jerked and moved with each flick of my tongue, getting wetter and moving faster with each turn.
I moved my face closer to her, squeezing her ass as I did. My right hand went to her clit and gave it the slightest bit of pressure and Elle cried out. Her hips jerked and twisted and I could tell she was close to going over. Her juices were flowing out of her and I lapped them all up.
“Yes. Fuck, you taste amazing,” I moaned as I flicked my tongue over her clit.
“Gabe. Gabe!” Elle cried as she came.
Her hips shot out as she went over. My hands gripped her ass as my tongue sucked on her clit. Her body convulsed under me. I kept my mouth and hands on her as she slowly came down. Only when she was completely spent did I move away from her.
I stood up and looked at Elle. Her mouth was open slightly, her eyes were closed, and her legs had fallen to the bed.
I could see some of her juices on the bedspread and it made me hard.
I quickly dropped my pants and took my cock in my hand.
I wanted to touch myself while I looked at her.
There was no way she was ready for me again, but I couldn’t wait for her. I needed to find my own pleasure.
Elle had been amazing and I wanted to fuck her and I would, but not yet. Slowly, she opened her eyes. She smiled at me when she saw what I was doing and how I was dressed. She closed her eyes and ran her right hand down her stomach and between her legs.
I stood with my mouth open as she fingered herself. It was the last thing I expected her to do but it was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.
“Fuck Elle. You are so hot,” I moaned.
Elle opened her eyes and moved another finger inside herself. I rubbed my hand over my cock faster, loving what she was doing, and how she was making me feel.
“So are you. Why don’t you come closer?” She asked.
“If I come any closer to you, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you,”
“Then come closer,” Elle said.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I dropped my dick and walked towards her. I took her legs and lifted them in the air. It caused her hips to move off the bed slightly and her to be pressed up against me. My cock was right next to her opening and I rubbed it, feeling her juices surround my cock.
“Are you sure? Are you ready?” I asked.
“Yes. Please. Now,” Elle moaned.
“Excellent,” I said and moved my cock inside her.
Elle leaned back and dropped her head as I entered her. She was wet; she was more than ready for me but she was still tight. She felt incredible and it took all my willpower to not slam myself inside her.
Little cries and moans came out of Elle as I moved deeper inside her. Her hips gyrated, slowly at first and then faster and faster as I buried myself in her. Her body tightened around me like a glove. I wrapped her legs around me, pushing me as deep inside her as I could go.
Elle moved as I wanted, took all of me, and sighed and moaned her pleasure with each thrust. I had never had a woman feel as incredible as she did. I had never had a woman respond to me the way she did.
Slowly, I moved over her faster and faster. With each increase, Elle took it all, moving with me, demanding more with her sighs, her moans, her hips. I reached up and put my thumb on her clit, giving it the lightest bit of pressure as I worked over her.
“Yes. Yes,” Elle cried out.
“Fuck, you feel so good.”
“I’m gonna. I’m gonna-” Elle cried out right before she went over.
At the feeling of her tightening around me, I slammed into her one more time and followed her over the edge.
My hips pushed into hers as my back arched.
I let myself go in a way I had never done before.
Elle was with me every second. Her body twisted and convulsed as it found its release.
I kept moving over her as we both came down, allowing little shockwaves of pleasure to run through us even after we were spent.
Exhausted, I dropped her legs down and crawled onto the bed with her.
I gathered her into my arms as I moved us under the covers.
Elle went willingly, as if she didn’t have the energy to do anything more.
I settled into the bed and she nestled her head against my shoulder.
I kissed her forehead and closed my eyes, feeling more content and relaxed than I had in a very long time.
I heard Elle let out a soft sigh and then fall into a deep slumber. I smiled as I pressed my face to hers and followed her into oblivion.