Page 38 of Gabriel's Album

“I do. Absolutely, I do.” I can’t take my eyes off her.

I already know that I’m going to buy every one of these outfits for her. She looks amazing in them all.

“Okay, last item. It’s just a top, so I guess I’ll try it on with this skirt.”

She pulls the top she’s wearing off over her head and hangs it carefully on the hanger, obviously trying to make sure she doesn’t stretch the delicate fabric. The last top is probably the most daring piece of clothing.

It’s a vibrant red top with buttons running up the middle, coming to a stop low enough to show a decent amount of cleavage. That’s not what makes it daring, however—it’s completely backless, meaning that wearing a bra isn’t an option for Ariana. She unclips her bra and drops it on top of the rest of her clothes.

As soon as she does, I stand up quickly and move behind her. Ariana’s breath catches as I reach around to place my hands on her breasts and softly rub her nipples. She turns her head to meet mine, and we kiss deeply as I continue to knead her breasts. She moans quietly as I break our kiss.

I move around in front of her and lower my head to her right breast, softly licking it and gently biting at her nipple. She moans a little louder as I repeat the same thing on her left breast before standing up and stepping back from her.

“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” I say with a wicked grin as I make my way to sit back down again.

“You are the biggest fucking tease,” she pouts at me.

“I told you that I want you wet and begging for it when we get back, and I meant it.”

She groans dramatically to indicate her frustration, then turns and removes the red top from its hanger, puts it on, and faces me.

“Thoughts?”

“I definitely preferred it without the top at all, but damn, you look hot!” I grin widely. “Now,thattop, you absolutely have to get.”

“It’s pretty hot, isn’t it,” she agrees.

“Turn around so I can see it all,” I tell her.

“I feel so raunchy in this,” she says as she spins so I can see her from behind.

“You look so raunchy in that,” I say, and smile mischievously. “Is it cold in here?”

Ariana’s nipples are clearly visible through the top, and she’s so obviously as turned on as I am. I have an erection straining against the crotch of my jeans. I stand up and walk over to her. I grab each of her hands in mine and hold them to her sides as I run my gaze slowly over her from head to toe.

I’m tired of pretending not to be a couple. I don’t want her to go back to her hotel room. I want to spend every minute that I have available with her.

“You know, my suite has two bedrooms.”

“Does it?” She swallows heavily.

“It does,” I reply. “I think both of our luggage would easily fit in the second bedroom, don’t you?”

“I think you’re right,” she whispers.

“I know I’m right.”

I dip my head to meet hers and kiss her thoroughly. I feel the resistance against my grip on her wrists as she tries to put her hands around me, but I’m still holding them firmly at her sides. I’m amused by her failed attempt and break our kiss to smirk at her.

I lean down and begin to kiss and lick her neck. She’s breathing heavily now, and I know that I’ve succeeded in getting her worked up. I slowly move my lips up, kissing my way to a point just below her ear.

“All right, time to go,” I say softly.

I grin widely, let go of her hands, and go to sit back down in the chair again.

“Gaaaaabe,” she whines at me. “That’s not fair!”

I just laugh at her frustration, and she pokes her tongue out at me. I almost groan because I want her to do other things to me with her tongue. I can’t wait to get her back to the hotel so that I can fuck her.

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