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The conversation comes easily and we get to know each other better. I tell her all about my family and how close we are, and when I ask her about her family, she shares about her mom, Ariana, and what it was like losing her father. How she always feels the constant pressure to be successful and work twice as hard as her useless cousins.
“I’m sorry they hurt you,” she murmurs, lightly touching the bruise on my cheekbone. “I didn’t tell them about us.”
“I believe you.” I’m not sure how those two idiots figured it out but, right now, I don’t care. All I want to do is focus all of my energy and attention on this strong, fascinating and intelligent woman.
Time is flying by faster than ever before. After we eat, I take her hand and lead her straight to my bed. We don’t need any words, we’re so in tune. I reach back, grab my shirt collar and pull it over my head, while her hands tug at my belt buckle.
“Someone anxious?” I tease.
“Someone is about to get very lucky,” she murmurs, going down on her knees.
My heart slams against my rib cage and I run my fingers through her long hair. “Bri,” I murmur, voice husky. “You don’t have to…”
Even though I say that, the idea of her mouth wrapped around my cock already has me hard.
“But you’d like me to, wouldn’t you?” she asks, lowering my jeans and boxer briefs.
“God, yes,” I groan as she wraps her hands around my thickening cock, coaxing it to grow and expand. “If you want to put your lips on me, I will never say no.”
“What about my tongue?” she asks, licking my tip.
“Jesus…” I have no words. They’re all lodged somewhere in my throat as she pulls me into her mouth, sucking and licking. Driving me to heights I’ve never reached before. It’s torture and pleasure all rolled into one and my hips thrust forward. She takes me deeper, sucking until her cheeks cave, and I can feel the pressure building at the base of my spine. It’s all too much. Too damn good.
When I’m about to come, I tug on her hair, warning her, but she ignores me, keeps working me until the pleasure is too much. My release hits me like a bulldozer and I let out a shout, coming down her throat.
Looking down, watching her lick her lips, my cock twitches. I reach down, pull her up into my arms and kiss her.
“I’ve never met anyone quite like you,” I say, staring deeply into her brown eyes. I feel lost, yet found. It’s the strangest, most wonderful feeling, and I tighten my arms around her.
“Good,” she murmurs, untwining herself from me. I watch as she slowly peels her clothes off. First her shirt then her jeans. I swallow hard, throat dry as she unclasps her satin bra and lets it slide down her arms. Then she shimmies out of her panties and I’m hard again.
Grabbing her, I drop us down onto my bed and roll, pulling her on top of me. She straddles me, leans forward and starts kissing my chest, mouth trailing down until she reaches my stomach. It quivers as she leaves a lovely string of soft kisses across my abs. Releasing a shaky breath, I wait to see what she does next. I’m not sure I can handle it.
Gabriella sits up, reaches for my straining cock and starts stroking me until I’m ready to explode. “Get on, Bri,” I urge her, “or I’m going to die, honey.”
“Death by orgasm,” she says and sinks down onto my cock, taking me deep into her sweet, dripping pussy. “Sounds like a drink.”
All of my focus is trained on her, and I thrust my hips up. “If you’re a drink, I want to taste every last drop.”
She begins moving, riding me, and I moan, letting her have her way and do whatever she wants. Her eyes close and her head drops back, spine arching, breasts pushing forward. I reach up with one hand, cupping a fleshy mound and squeeze as my other hand begins playing with her clit. We work each other up into a frenzy and it’s not long before another orgasm hits.
I watch as she comes apart and it’s erotic as hell. Then I shudder and spill my seed into her hot core as she falls on top of my chest, panting hard. I trail a hand down her smooth back and realize I’m never going to get enough of her.
We spend the rest of the night alternating between hot sex and spilling deep, dark secrets like why olives on pizza is the best and how we can help small businesses succeed. I soak up every little detail she shares as if it’s the most important thing I’ve ever heard. I know it isn’t possible, but I want to learn everything about her.
Unfortunately, Monday morning arrives far too fast. As the sun begins to come up, Gabriella snuggles into the crook of my arm and groans. “Don’t make me get up,” she says, voice muffled against my side.
“We should go away. Get out of the city and go on a trip,” I say, clearly delusional from all the sex. It’s rotted my brain because I’m not thinking logically.
Gabriella pushes up on an elbow. “I’d like that,” she whispers, trailing a nail over my pecs. “But, we have to go to work today.”
“We could call in sick,” I suggest.
“You’re a bad influence.” She flicks my nipple. “As much as I’d like that, we can’t.”
Gabriella pulls away and slides out of bed. The instant loss of her body heat sends a chill through me and I sit up, hating that our perfect weekend is over.
“Let me drive you home,” I offer. After quickly slipping on a pair of sweatpants, I brush my teeth. We’ve been sharing everything from my toothbrush to my clothes. Right now, she’s wearing one of my t-shirts and, even though it’s far too big for her, she looks sexy as hell in it. I spit and rinse then hand her my toothbrush. She squeezes more toothpaste on it and meets my gaze in the mirror as she brushes.
