Page 79 of Gabriel's Album

I head back into the bedroom, pulling out the tuxedo I’m wearing tonight to put it on. I put on fresh underwear, then pull the trousers on.

I’ve just put the shirt on when I hear Ariana call out, “Gabe?”

“I’m in here,” I call back as I start doing it up.

I hear her enter the room, and when I finish buttoning the shirt, I look up to see her standing in the doorway.

It takes me a second to take in the stunning vision in front of me. Ariana’s makeup has been done with sparkly purple eyeshadow that accentuates her green eyes. Her hair is up and has intricate braids throughout it.

She’s always beautiful, but she looks otherworldly and exquisite right now. I feel the blood rush to my crotch as I remember my promise to her from this morning.

“What do you think?” she asks, shifting from foot to foot as she waits for my reply.

I lower my gaze from her face to take in her outfit. She’s wearing a beautiful lavender strapless dress with a sweetheart neckline and a big, flowing skirt, along with a pair of low-heeled silver shoes.

“You look absolutely beautiful,” I reply, striding toward her.

I put my hands around her waist and pull her into my embrace. She smiles at me and my cock stiffens as I press her soft flesh against my hardness.

“I believe I made you a promise before you left,” I growl into her ear.

“I’m not sure that you can make good on that promise,” Ariana laughs.

“Want to bet?” I raise an eyebrow at her, more than ready to fuck her.

“Yeah, I do. Heather made this dress, and I already ripped it once. I can’t take it off until after the awards.”

Damn. Okay, but if that’s the case, I have an idea.

“Well, then,” I tell her as I pull her out toward the living area. “We’ll have to be very careful, I guess.”

I lead her toward the dining table. When we’re standing next to it, I pull back and drink in the sight of her. We’ve had our issues, but she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I love her deeply.

“I can’t believe that you’re mine,” I say in a low tone.

I run my hands down the side of her body, stopping when one hand is on either side of her waist. I pick her up and rest her ass on the table. Then, with one hand on either of her legs, I spread them wide.

Swathes of fabric drape down between her legs. I put both hands underneath her dress and feel for her underwear, and she lifts her ass so that I can slide them off. I’m breathing heavily, and so is Ariana.

I unhook her panties from her legs and toss them aside.

“You won’t need those tonight,” I tell her, and I’m delighted when Ariana’s face flushes pink.

I lift her skirt and position myself between her legs. I look at her exposed pussy through hooded eyes while I pull the condom I had ready out of my pocket. I unbuckle my pants and release my stiff erection. I push myself into her. She’s warm and wet as she clenches her muscles around my cock.

I kiss her while we fuck, and all of my nerves about tonight are pushed away while my focus is on the woman I love and the pleasure she’s giving me.

13

The Thirteenth Song

After we’ve finished havingsex, I help Ariana clean up so we don’t make a mess of the dress that Heather made for her. We don’t have long before it will be time to leave, so we need to make ourselves presentable right away.

“Was the soundcheck good?” Ariana asks me.

I raise my eyebrows at her as I head back to the bedroom to finish getting dressed. “What soundcheck?”

“Heather said you were at a soundcheck this afternoon,” she shrugs.

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