Page 49 of Gabriel's Album

I realize just how much I’ve missed her today. She’s been on my mind, and now that I’ve heard her voice, I have a physical longing for her to be here with me.

“Hi, Ari. Harrison told me Heather was back, so I figured you would be too.”

“That was quick. I only just got in.”

“I told him to tell me as soon as she walked in the door,” I laugh. “Want to come up and see me?”

“I’ll see you in five minutes,” she tells me in a husky voice.

“Great, see you then.”

I relax back on the bed and turn back to the TV. I stretch my arm up and place it behind my head as I laugh at the comedy show I’m watching.

It isn’t long before Ariana appears at the door to my bedroom. Her long, brown hair is hanging in loose waves and she’s wearing a flowery, knee-length skirt with a white sleeveless top and ballet flats.

“Hi,” she smiles at me.

I feel a wave of peace wash over me at the sight of her. I’m so happy to see her. This morning feels like it was forever ago.

“Hi. Want to join me?”

I glance at the empty space next to me on the massive bed.

“Sure,” she says as she walks over to join me.

She kicks off her shoes before climbing up next to me.

“Hi,” I say again, looking down at her as I put my arm around her shoulders and pull her closer to me.

“Hi,” she repeats with a cheeky grin at me.

I lean down and kiss her. She kisses me back eagerly and reaches her arms up to place them around my neck. I wrap my other arm around her waist to pull her further into my embrace.

Our movements become more frenzied as Ariana pulls my shirt over my head and pauses to look at me. I love it when she does this. She’s so insecure in so many parts of her life, but she has no hesitation in the bedroom.

I kiss her again as I find the fastening for her skirt and begin undoing it. I get her skirt and top off, and she lays on the bed in her underwear, looking sexy as hell. My erection is painfully hard, and I want to be inside her.

She removes her bra and panties, throwing them aside as I groan at the sight of her. I stand up and take off my jeans and underwear before spreading her legs and listening to her panting breath as I begin to kiss and lick her thighs on my way to her pussy.

She moans when my tongue touches her clit, and the sound causes my cock to twitch. I push two fingers inside her, stroking back and forth, while I continue to suck and lick her clit. She bucks wildly when her orgasm hits her, and I raise my head to watch, smiling broadly down at her.

I move my body over hers and sheath myself inside her, inch by inch, luxuriating in the feeling of her tight muscles clenching around my cock. Once I’m deep inside Ariana, I lower my mouth to hers and begin to fuck her.

8

The Eighth Song

“I’m just goingto see Harrison; he’s got some issue with one of the songs,” I lie to Ariana, my heart pounding in my chest.

“Hmm?” She looks up from the hotel room’s desk, where she’s sitting in front of her laptop and typing away.

We checked into a hotel in Washington DC today because we’re staying here for three nights. There’s nothing for us to do until the soundcheck tomorrow, and Ariana immediately went to work on her writing. She’s stopped doing that thing where she goes to her room first; she comes straight to my room now instead.

I smile at her because she’s so cute when she drops into her pretend world the way she does. “I said I’m going to see Harrison about something. Are you okay here for a bit?”

“Sure. The sooner you stop interrupting me, the sooner I can get some writing done.” She grins cheekily at me.

I stride over to her and wrap my arms around her from behind. I close my eyes and breathe in her scent, enjoying the feeling of having her in my arms for a moment before I kiss the top of her head and stand up again.

---