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“It’s fine,” I say.
Can this get any more awkward?
“Are you directing, or shall I?” Gabriel asks, moving back over me.
What?
Gabriel must sense my confusion. He cocks an eyebrow. “I could simply stab around in the dark down here, or one of us could guide the other,” he says.
I bite the inside of my cheek to prevent the hysterical laughter that’s threatening to bubble up.
Come on Leah, you’re a mature woman.
“Ah,” I say, trying to sound sensible. “Stabbing around is probably not the best idea,” I add.
“It may be easier if you direct,” he says. He takes my hand and encircles his very hard, very swollen cock with my hand.
Oh, boy! His breath falters, and my heart stalls as my fingers grip him.
Wow, who knew?
His cock jerks. It’s hot, smooth skin, not to mention his size. My mouth waters. Gabriel is huge! I tamp down on my desire to explore. Oh boy, whose idea was clinical? Is that even possible! Another rush of heat floods my lower body, my muscles tighten in anticipation of what’s to come.
I look up and lock eyes with Gabriel’s. His eyes have darkened at my touch, his pupils dilating. I could drown in those pools. I’m just glad he’s not a mind reader.
“Okay,” I say, “Let’s do this.” I wiggle my bottom forward, lining him up with my entrance. He continues to hold himself on his forearms, his muscles tense.
My entrance aches. I know my body is more than prepared to accept him. I can feel the moisture running between my ass cheeks. Is he going to know? Too late now.
I stretch my legs wider as Gabriel settles in and presses forward. I bite my lip as the tip of him breaches my entrance.
Green lentils, an enormous bag. Two large tins of tomatoes. A ginormous bottle of wine.
My internal walls clench involuntarily at the invasion, and Gabriel lets out a moan.
“Sorry,” I whisper.
“Don’t be,” he says, pressing forward. My body stretches around his as he sinks further in. His arm muscles quiver. I hold my breath, not daring to move.
“Relax,” he says through gritted teeth. “You’re really tight.”
I concentrate on releasing my muscles and spread my legs further. Gabriel thrusts forward until he’s fully seated, his balls against my ass. He resettles his position, the muscles in his arms cord. Our bodies are now joined. Mine is fuller than it has ever been before.
We both freeze, our breathing ragged.
“Are you okay?” he asks, his eyes locking on mine.
I vigorously bob my head. I want to say better than okay. The stretch of my body, the feel of him pressed against incredibly sensitive places, but that’s not why we’re here. This is clinical sex.
Focus, Leah. Be professional.
Can he see how amazing this feels? Another rush of moisture as my walls contract around him. They say the eyes are the window to the soul. Mine are having a party.
“It’s good. Sorry, I’m good,” I say before moving my hips, wanting more of the pressure of his cock pressed against that tender spot on my inside walls. I suck in a breath as it finds its mark.
“Is it okay to move?” Gabriel’s voice comes out strained.
I stare up at him. “Most definitely,” I say, sucking in a breath as he does exactly that.
