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finger at my depth, teasing me with its tip.
A shock-like pulse flew to my clit. I arched my back, squeezing his head between my legs. Gabe’s mouth on that malnourished spot spiraled the sensation from there, and up my body. My toes curled, and my thighs shook as I screamed out into the night. And I didn’t care whether anyone heard me. To contain my joy would have been a sin. No one had ever reduced my legs to jelly after an orgasm.
Gabe leaned his face against my thigh. “There’s much more where that came from.” He stood up and smacked his lips to mine.
I tasted my sweet juices on his lips, and the tingles returned to my belly. Could I ever get enough of him?
Gabe scooped me under my knees into his arms. Fire beamed in his eyes. My limp body cradled against his naked skin as he carried me to the couches under the cabana.
“I can’t believe I’ve been missing out on so much,” I said, holding onto his face.
“No one has ever licked you?”
“Only Kendra. But you’re so good at it.”
“I shall make it my duty to nurture you as often as I can.” He kissed the tip of my nose and smiled.
“Promises, promises.” I bit my lip.
“You know how I feel about promises, Samantha.” Gabe stood above me and unbuckled his jeans. He lowered them, along with his boxers, freeing himself.
No force on earth could have kept my mouth closed.
“I’ll take it slow, Sam. Don’t worry.”
“I’m not. I want you. All of you.”
He knelt between my legs and pulled out a foil packet from his pants. He ripped the packaging with his teeth and swiftly rolled a condom onto his cock.
I watched him intently, wondering how in the world he would fit his full length inside me.
As he moved forward, I bent my knees, spreading myself for him. Gabe entered me slowly. I wanted to scream, but he kissed me passionately, silencing me. The pain eased.
We stayed that way for a moment, Gabe half-way inside, stretching me more than I had expected. It hurt as if I was losing my virginity all over again. The pain was masked by the pleasure of Gabe filling me. I couldn’t believe there was more of him to take, and I wanted him to go further.
On the next advance he slid in a bit deeper. The stretch was exquisite.
“God, you’re so tight.” Gabe closed his eyes.
“It’s been a while.”
The pain eased as my pussy stretched to accommodate him and I wanted him even deeper. My insides were beginning to remember how to adapt to a man’s thickness. With a slight buck of my hips, I let myself open wider.
Gabe lunged further, supporting himself with his arms.
Each flawless entry was more delightful than the one before. My appetite grew.
Gabe possessed my lips and tongue. He eased his thickness out and slid the tip of his cock against my swollen clit a few times before plunging back in, harder.
After a few advances, I began circling to the rhythm of his steady thrusts. My hands glided up his arms, holding his biceps. I squeezed him inside me as the tempo increased. The friction between us urged me to press into him. I rubbed against him brushing my clit on his pubic bone, feeling my climax building.
I gripped his arms, digging my fingers into his flesh and I couldn’t hold on any longer. My legs tightened around him as he blessed me with another release.
Three more thrusts and his hips flexed before he stilled inside me. His eyes shut tight before he pulled out of me and fell to the side breathing hard.
“Are you all right?” he asked after a moment.
“Yes,” I whispered, and snuggled into his arms. “It was...”
“Good?”
“No. Perfect.” I lowered my head to his chest. He slid his hand up and down my arm.
“It was perfect. Why did you move away from California?” he asked.
“How much research on me have you done, exactly?”
“Still not enough.” He gently bit my shoulder.
I giggled.
“There’s nothing better than field research.” Gabe kissed the spot his teeth had marked a