Page 96 of Gabriel & Skye

She thrashes below me when I flick her clit, sliding my index finger into her tight hole. She’s a sight to behold. Perfect. When I lave her clit over and over, fingering her pussy, she bites down on her lip and her eyes screw closed. I let it slide because I know she’s close, and I don’t really want to stop.

Her hands reach into my hair and she grinds herself against my face, and then she’s crying out my name in long, hushed sobs.

I don’t relent, eating her more, faster, inserting another finger as she falls over the edge. I feel her orgasm coating my fingers and I know I can’t last. I have to be inside her.

I lift up, her hands moving to cup my face. “Are you okay?”

She laughs, her chest heaving. “Am I okay?”

“I get carried away. I could do this for hours.”

She shakes her head in wonder. “I’m definitely not stopping you.”

I reach down and tug my cock… I could give her one more… My fingers still inside her; I curl them upward to hit her G-spot. She tries to clamp her legs together, but I shake my head. “Don’t fight it, baby. Let me please you. I want to.”

“Oh, Gabe. That feels… So. Good.”

I spread her lips with my hand and suck her clit into my mouth. She bucks off the couch, yelping in surprise, and grabs my head again. I’m gifted with her instant orgasm as I ride her through it, my fingers plunging in and out. She shudders underneath me and I feel about ten feet tall.

I pull my fingers out, move over her, and bring my lips down on hers. My tongue seeks entry, brushing her tongue, and I melt into her arms.

“See how good you taste?” I mutter, her arms wrapping around my neck. I hold my cock and look into her eyes. “Do you trust me?”

She nods. “Of course.”

I slide my cock through her pussy without penetrating, and she groans, her eyes fluttering closed. I tease her with it. Her hand grips my forearm tightly, the other gripping the cushion below, squeezing it tightly.

“Feel how wet you are and how hard I am?” I growl.

“Yes.”

“You’ve been cock teasing me for a while, haven’t you, my naughty little nanny?”

She gasps, a delightful smile playing on her lips. “I need you, Gabe. I need you to fuck me now.”

I grin. “Not on my couch. But damn if this doesn’t feel amazing. Such a good girl.”

I continue to slide my cock up and down, my tip grazing her clit as she tries to hold on to me, but I know she won’t last. Her skin has turned a delightful shade of pink as her cheeks flush and I can’t get enough. I keep rubbing and when her pants turn to gasps and hisses; I work it harder, sliding through rougher, making sure I brush her sensitive skin with vigor.

She cries out and I place a hand gently over her mouth as she comes, her eyes watering as I don’t relent, sending her over the edge with my cock nestled against her wet heat.

My mouth finds hers and her tongue is in my mouth, coaxing me, telling me how much more she wants. I feel her hand roam down my abs as she tugs on my dick and breathes, Gabe, when she feels the pre-cum leaking from my tip.

“My bedroom,” I pant. “Now.”

I pull back as she pushes me onto my ass, climbing over my lap as I tug my sweats up so I can lift her up. I stand, carrying her with me. Our kisses become more and more intense when I stop at the kitchen, planting her ass on the counter. Her hand dips into my pants again and I bite down on her lip, picking her up again. Her hand fondles me while we walk, and when we get to my bedroom, I press her up against the closed door and whisper, “Take my dick out. Play with it, baby.”

She tugs my sweats down and I groan when one hand cups my balls, and the other wraps around my length and she slowly slides down the door to her knees. I didn’t expect this. She’s going to take me in her hot little mouth? What kind of heaven is this?

“That’s it, such a good girl.” I press my hands against the door as her tongue sneaks out and licks my pre-cum, my balls about ready to explode as I try not to get too ahead of myself. When she sucks on my tip, I glance down and groan as her green gaze meets mine. She’s all tousled and messy from our couch session, and I grin down at her. Feeling like I’ve never felt before. Like I could do anything.

“Skye,” I mutter when she takes me deeper. “I can’t last like this.”

She groans and then pulls me out of her mouth and says, “Then don’t.”

My hands turn to fists as I pump in and out of her mouth, trying not to make her gag. And fuck me if she doesn’t take it.

Watching her is too much, but I also can’t look away.

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