Page 13 of Gabriel's Album

“Hi, Gabe. You got home okay?”

“I’m home safe and sound. How are you?” I ask.

“I’m good, no power though; it went off not long ago,” she grumbles.

“No power here either. I saw you got drenched, too,” I tell her.

The image of her running in the rain to her building with her green dress clinging to every curve of her body flashes into my mind again.

“Yup, pretty much immediately,” she confirms.

“You looked so fucking sexy all wet like that.”

Dammit, Gabriel. You’re not meant to be pushing her too far, too fast.

“Did I?” she asks in an innocent tone, but I’m pretty sure she’s flirting.

“Definitely. I had more trouble driving home because of that than I did due to the storm,” I murmur in a husky voice full of the lust I’m feeling right now.

“I’m glad you got home okay,” she tells me.

I wish I wasn’t home okay, though. I want to be there with her.

Instead of saying that, I tell her, “Me too. I’m just lying in bed and watching the storm through the window now.”

“Oh, really? What do you wear to bed, then?”

Her voice is so sweet and musical, and, damn her, I’m starting to get hard. So, even though I’m wearing clothes at the moment, I answer her question about what I wear to bed.

“Nothing. You?”

“Well, normally, I wear pajamas. Right now, I’m in the bath, so I’m not wearing anything either.”

My eyes widen as she imparts this information to me. “You’re in the bath?”

If I thought that I was getting hard before, I’m instantly fully erect at the image of her lying in a bath. My hand slips into my sweatpants, and I start stroking myself as she replies.

“I am, it’s a lovely, warm bubble bath.”

“I could’ve warmed you up better than any bath,” I tell her, wishing more than anything that I was there with her.

“Mmmm, I bet you could have. I wish you were here right now warming me up.”

It’s nice to know that she’s on the same page as me here.

“Tell me, Ari, where would you want me to be if I was there with you right now?”

I’m stroking myself and envisaging her hands doing it instead.

“Oh god, I’d give anything to have you in this bath with me.”

“Close your eyes,” I tell her. Then, I instruct her, “Imagine me behind you, my hands running all over your body, playing with your nipples as they get harder.” I’m breathing faster as I start talking and stroking myself faster. “Slowly lowering my hand down between your legs so I can finger you.”

I hear her groan, and it’s so fucking hot that I think I might blow, and the feeling intensifies when she says, “I would reach behind me to grab your cock, rubbing it ever so slowly up and down, I bet you would feel amazing in my hand.”

“Oh baby, you have no idea how hard I am just thinking about being with you.”

It’s so true that it hurts. I’m half-thinking about driving back to her place and fucking her stupid. So much for not pushing her too far, too fast.

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