Chapter 48
Victor
Watching Gabbi eat is probably one of my favorite things to do in the world.
If the food is good, she dgoes at it full force.
I brought us meatball subs from Mama Cane’s downtown, one of her favorite spots.
The noises she’s making cause me to pause on eating my own sub and adjusting my dick in my jeans. Jesus, this woman.
“Are you not hungry, baby?” Gabbi asks with a mouthful of sandwich. She looks so concerned and absolutely clueless. So damn adorable.
I lean back on my hands and look at her sitting across from me on the blanket, the corner of my mouth tugging upwards.
“Oh, I’m starving.” The words come out raspy and low.
Gabbi’s eyebrows shoot up, knowing damn well I’m not talking about my sandwich.
I glance down at her exposed, crossed legs.
That dress is not doing a whole lot for blocking my view of her lace panties.
Gabbi puts her sandwich down to the side, brushing her hands together to knock off any crumbs.
Without breaking eye contact, she rolls up to her knees, leans forward, and starts crawling to me.
Her burgundy-clad tits are pushed up and swaying as she crawls.
Holy fuck, I need to get a hold of myself before I blow my load in my jeans like a 13-year-old.
“That’s funny, because I happen to be hungry too.” A devilish grin appears on her face.
“Yeah?” I can barely speak. This woman has me tied up in knots like we haven’t been married for 17 years. I think the last couple of months have woken the feral animals I hoped were still inside us. “Can I do anything to help that situation?”
She reaches me and smacks my foot, causing my legs to uncross at the ankles.
I generously spread my legs for her and let her crawl right to me.
Gabbi leans in and seductively runs her nose up my neck, eventually pressing her mouth to my ear.
My chest is tight with anticipation, my breathing becoming rapid.
I can feel my shaft straining in my pants and my balls throbbing.
Gabbi runs her tongue on the outer rim of my ear, then sucks the lobe into her mouth, biting as she pulls away.
Pressing her lips back up to my ear, she growls, “Hmm, can you do anything to help?” I couldn’t speak if I tried right now.
The tension is so fucking thick I feel like my body’s about to split in two.
A purr vibrates against my ear, “You can… fuck…me.”
Gabbi flicks my ear with her tongue once more, and I’m done for.
Grabbing her ass and hauling her to me, I quickly roll to my knees and stand.
Gabbi wraps her legs around my waist as I walk us to the Camino’s tailgate and set her down.
When she releases my waist, I take the opportunity to press against her, letting her know how hard I am.
Cradling her face in my hands, I lean in and take her mouth with mine.
She immediately opens as our lips touch.
This fucking woman. I can’t help but let a moan slip as I invade her mouth. Our tongues rubbing, lips sucking, fuck, I love her mouth. The kiss sets my entire body on fire, but also spreads a feeling of peace that I haven’t felt in a really long time.