Chapter Twenty
GABE
I rarely lost my head, but right now all I could focus on was getting Diane somewhere alone. Home sounded like the best idea.
We barely spoke during the ride; I was too focused on driving, knowing if I didn’t hurry, I’d just pull over in a secluded spot and have her right here in the car.
I couldn't understand why I needed her so much, so badly. It wasn't only about sexual satisfaction; it was something different, something I'd never felt before.
We both got out of the car quickly. Diane walked in front of me, and now that we were alone, I had free rein to touch her, so I cupped her ass with both hands.
She looked at me over her shoulder. "You're an ass man, huh? You seem quite obsessed with it."
"Yours is gorgeous. Deserves to be the object of my obsession."
When we stepped inside the house, I twirled her around, keeping her against me. "But just in case you were wondering, I obsess about every single part of you."
"Hmm, want to prove it?"
"Gladly."
I moved one hand from her shoulder down the side of her body, cupping her breast over the bra as I pressed my thumb right over the base of the fabric where I knew her nipple was.
She arched her back and hissed at the contact.
Instead of kissing her, I pulled my head back just a few inches, watching her.
She was exquisite. I cared as much about her pleasure as I did about mine.
These past few days had been torture, being next to her and not being able to touch her.
The few times she did attempt to climb over me, I didn't take her up on it because she'd been somewhere between delirious and exhausted.
Now she was healthy and so damn sexy that I could barely focus on all the things I wanted to do to her.
One step at a time.
I pulled the elastic band from her hair. I liked her hair cascading around her back. It was thick and so damn soft. I sank my fingers into it, gently tugging.
"You smell amazing," I said.
She laughed nervously. "Probably like all the food we cooked."
"No, like cherries."
"Ah, my shampoo." Her voice was tight.
Looking her straight in the eyes, I put my finger at one corner of her mouth, then moved it slowly over her upper lip to the other corner. "You're tense. What's wrong?"
She licked her lips, and her eyes widened. "I don't know. I'm a bit nervous, I guess."
I dropped my hand from her face, putting both palms on her shoulders. "I can tell. But why?"
"I'm not even sure. I guess because the first time we were together, it was kind of by accident."
"No, it was fucking not by accident. I've wanted you since I saw you at the bar that first night."
She snapped her gaze back up at me. "Gabe…"
I nodded. "Then I realized you were Celia's sister. She wouldn't look kindly on me seducing you."
She grinned. "Your plans went that far, huh?"
"You have no idea. Then, when I came by her apartment, I figured we were both grown-ups, and we could do this.”
I was touching her neck now. I couldn't keep my hands to myself.
"And once you moved in, I realized I'm in a ton of trouble."
“Oh my God. I thought it was just me.”
I smirked. “No, it wasn't. And I can't believe my grandmother picked up on it."
"She’s really good, huh?" Diane asked loudly.
"She saw something, I'm sure of it. She'll probably eventually tell me what. She has a sixth sense about these things. But… let’s focus on us, Diane. You don't need to be nervous about anything."
"Why are you so charming?" she asked, batting her eyelashes. "And you were so gallant the whole day, treating me to lunch and the cooking class."
Somewhere in the back of my mind, her words registered.
Treating? That was nothing. It was less than nothing. It was basically the minimum requirement for a date.
"I enjoyed every single moment of the afternoon, but not more than I'll enjoy this," I said, walking her backward.
"Hmm, I wonder what it's going to be."
"I'll give you a few hints." I bunched her dress up, touching her legs. "I've been dreaming about these wrapped around me all day. That kitchen counter looked so good for fucking."
"You thought about that even though we were surrounded by people?"
"Fuck yes. Honestly, I barely noticed anyone else. I liked watching you. Enjoying you."
Inching her dress farther up until I reached her panties, I drew my fingers up the front of her thighs and then tried to push her dress up even more, but it wouldn't budge. Then I remembered there was a zipper at the back and pulled it down in one move.
I kissed her while I dragged the dress down from her shoulders to her feet. She carefully stepped out of it, and I looked down at her. She was wearing white underwear. It had to be silk or something because it was very soft and shiny.
"You're damn sexy."
"What was that? I didn't catch it."
I looked up at her, narrowing my eyes. "I said you're sexy."
She laughed, her whole face lighting up. "I surmised that much from the delicious growl, but it doesn't hurt to hear the confirmation. I sort of wanted to flash you when we were in the car, so you'd know what was waiting for you, but—"
"Diane, never do that. I can promise that no matter where we are, no matter what we’re doing, I will have you."
"Yeah, I figured that might be a risk, so that's why I behaved.”
“Then again, now I know you like sexy underwear, so even if you don't flash me, I’ll imagine it."
I kissed her temple, then a straight line down her cheek and neck as I walked her even deeper into the house.
Finally stopping, I tugged down her panties, lowering myself onto my haunches.
I pushed her against the wall leading to the kitchen and nudged her to step out of her panties.
She sucked in her breath, and her eyes darkened.
I didn't give her any warning before I flattened my tongue against her opening, positioning the base on her clit and the tip as far down as I could reach.
She moaned, gripping my head with both hands, my nose pressed against her pelvis.
She put the back of her knee over my shoulder, giving me even better access.
I licked and licked until she rose on her toes on the one foot she still had on the floor and nearly toppled over me. She was close, but we had to go upstairs. I didn't have any condoms here.
I moved my mouth back up, and she undid her bra and threw it away. I lost my train of thought at the sight. Then I stood, first cupping her breasts and then taking each nipple into my mouth in turn, twirling my tongue around it.
I felt her fingers at my zipper, and I didn't stop her. I was treading a fine line, but I needed her touch. She dipped her hand into my boxers and squeezed my cock as she pressed her palm on the crown. A shock of pleasure ricocheted through me, so unexpected that it nearly brought me to my knees.
How can she undo me with one single touch? How does she have that much power over me?
She tried to push down my jeans but barely managed to get them past my ass.
I lifted her off the floor, and she immediately wrapped her legs around me, resting one hand around the back of my neck and running the other one through my hair.
I kissed her, tangling our tongues, my cock pressed along the length of her pussy.
She was completely wet. We had to move now or I wasn't going to make it without sinking inside her.
She moved her ass up and down, only a few inches, but the friction was driving me crazy. Fuck, it was an exercise in self-restraint.
She brought her mouth to my ear and asked, "Gabe, are you clean? Because I'm on birth control, and all my tests are good."
"I get tested regularly. I'm perfectly healthy," I said.
She let out a shaky breath. "Then we don't need to use a condom.”
I kissed her hard and deep, then got rid of all my clothes right there on the staircase. After, I positioned my cock at her entrance and gave her the tip. She closed her inner muscles tight around me and then lowered herself onto my cock at her own pace.
It was an out-of-body experience. The pleasure, the intimacy, the strength of this bond that had formed between us without my realizing it. Today, it had grown even more.
She dug her heels into the backs of my legs. I knew this couldn't be too comfortable for her. She tried to push herself up and down, but that wouldn't do, so I sat down on the staircase, pulling her on top of me.
She was completely naked in my arms. I rested my elbows two steps above the one where I'd planted my ass and dug my feet firmly on one below.
I was so damn ready. I knew just how to rock her world.
She pushed herself up and down, putting her hands on my chest and closing her eyes.
I held her ass with one hand and used the other to circle her clit.
I moved my hips in a rolling motion, and she gasped. Bringing her pleasure filled me with immense satisfaction. She was wild, and I loved that. It was insane how much I’d missed this.
I'd only had her once before, yet I felt as if I'd been missing her for months. She needed to come. Her entire body was already on edge. Her muscles were taut, and her pussy was so damn tight.
I drew in a deep breath, choosing not to focus on my own desire but on the way she succumbed to me.
When her inner muscles tightened even more around my cock, I knew just what she needed to send her over the cliff. I pressed my thumb on her clit and circled her nipple with my other thumb.
I'd never been privy to something so beautiful in my entire life. The way she climaxed was unreal. She hunched her shoulders before pushing her chest out and dropped her head back. Then she arched her back and dipped her head forward.
She laid her forehead on my shoulder, shuddering as she came down from the wave. But I didn't give her any reprieve before I secured her in my arms and then rose to my feet. She moaned slowly but didn't say anything. Then she moved her arms and pressed herself against me.
I went up the stairs, intending to head to the bedroom with her. But then she squeezed my erection, and I was done for.