Free Dazzled by Silver by Lacey Silks Page A

me again, he said, “Maybe it’s too much to ask, but I’d like to know we’re mutually exclusive.”
    My breath stilled and, in the back of my mind, alarms went off. “I don’t date.” This wasn’t up for discussion. Casey had shown me what dating was like, and I didn’t want to have anything to do with it. Besides, I wasn’t ready to dive into something serious; not with Kevin in the back of my mind. Why did it seem I’d always compared Gabe to him? What was it about Gabe that captivated me as much as my first boyfriend had?
    “Not dating, just...enjoying.” The last word out of his mouth rolled off his tongue.
    Would it be possible? To see each other when our bodily cravings peaked? All I wanted was his body for as long as possible. Gabe was like my first breath in the morning and last one at night and at that moment I wished, one day perhaps, he could be.
    I stepped forward, a grin on my face. “I’m sure I’ll enjoy this.” I slid my hand to Gabe’s crotch, curving my palm along his erection.
    His eyes lit up. He took my wrists into his hands and held them tightly at my side, pressing into me until my back was flat against the wooden post of the cabana.
    My heart picked up its tempo again, and the tight squeeze between us deprived me of a chance to take a deeper breath. My breasts pushed up high in my dress, swelling to their fullest.
    A new song played on the rooftop below, camouflaging the moans escaping my mouth.
    “I need to taste you, Samantha, now.” His grip on my wrists eased, and he glided his hands up my arms, then down over my figure to the zipper under my arm.
    The unfastening of my dress was too much for me. I tugged at his gray shirt, forcing Gabe to lift his arms to get rid of it. His chest couldn’t have been more appetizing. Slick and tanned with hairs scattered in divine patterns.
    His fingers returned to my zipper and, this time, he didn’t let go until the dress fell to the floor. His eyes lit up. “God, you’re beautiful.” He cupped my breasts, massaging gently, never closing his eyes. It was as if he wanted to remember every movement of his fingers along my skin. With each touch Gabe’s eyes beamed brighter, and his erection strained within his pants.
    My palms explored his pecs, sliding over the silky terrain. A few stray hairs tickled my fingers and the smell of Cupid’s scent mixed with a hint of sweat teased my lungs.
    He pulled me in closer. “I can’t think around you,” he said.
    “Don’t think. I’m all yours.” I spread my legs for him as he lowered his hands to my black lace panties. I didn’t want anyone else.
    His mouth grazed down my neck and to my chest, tasting one nipple, then the other, lengthening it with his mouth. He trailed his tongue down the valley between my breasts toward my navel. He grinned at me as he hooked his fingers into my panties.
    I looked for something to hold onto, grabbing his shoulders. I closed my eyes, and Gabe lowered the damp black lace to the ground.
    His breath cooled the heat between my legs. “Whoever waxes you needs a raise.” He kissed the hollow between my leg and my sex.
    “I’ll let her know you’re pleased.” All my focus rushed to Gabe's lips on my pussy.
    He parted my folds with his fingers, licking in between the flesh, slowly pulling his tongue along my slit.
    There was not enough air outside to satisfy my lungs.
    “You’re so delicious,” he said resuming the tender licks, letting his tongue bathe in my juices.
    I lowered my hands to his head, steadying him over my inflamed center. His tongue slid higher to my clit, and I gasped as the center of my body became the center of his world.
    With each passing second, the assault of his flicks intensified. I circled my hips to the blissful rhythm, pressing into his mouth. My pussy swelled with impatience.
    He slid a finger inside me, and I tightened around him. He moved in and out, in tandem with his licks, releasing my locked up hunger. Gabe hooked his