Gabriel - Jessie Cooke Page 0,55
see outside the window and heaven—which, he was convinced, couldn’t feel any better than how she was making him feel at that moment in time.
He lay there raising his hips up and down and letting her pleasure him for a long time before he suddenly, and desperately, needed more. He pulled her off him, and when she looked into his eyes, hers were filled with nothing but desire. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips wet and swollen, and he needed more. He pulled her t-shirt up and she helped him take it off her. Before it hit the ground, his hand was on the clasp of her black bra. He loved watching as the lacy covering fell away, exposing her creamy mounds and her big, red, hard nipples. He tore at her pants, desperately, until she giggled and stood up, turning her back to him and giving him one hell of a sexy show as she pulled them down slowly. He ripped off his t-shirt and then put two of his fingers underneath the lacy ribbon of the thong she was wearing, sliding them down between her legs and feeling how wet she was.
She gasped and he groaned when his fingers played along her swollen lips and one of them found her opening and slid in, slowly opening her up just enough for him to get inside, and then clamping back down and gripping his finger tightly. She was pressing her hips back against his hand, and he slid another finger inside of her. With two fingers he began to fuck her, slowly at first but then harder and faster until at last she reached down and pulled his hand away, bringing his fingers up to her lips and licking them before finally turning around, pulling off that thong, and climbing up next to him on the bed. Gabe put one hand behind her head and pulled her down into another kiss. Her breasts pressed hard into his chest and his cock lay pressed into the lips of her soaked pussy. He took his time with the kiss, licking the inside of her mouth, tangling his tongue up with hers and then pulling it out and licking her lips, sucking the bottom one into his mouth and nipping it lightly with his teeth. She moaned into him and he felt her hand slide down between them and take hold of his cock again. He was so sensitive that he was almost afraid to let her touch him. With a groan and his lips still pressed into hers he said, “Condom, baby, in my bag right there next to the bed.”
Patrice groaned too, but she let go of him and bent down off the side of the bed to reach for his bag. While she dug through it, he took the opportunity to grasp the cheeks of her round butt in both of his hands and caress them. She moaned and wiggled it into him before finally sitting back up, condom package in hand. He watched her tear the top off with her teeth...and then he was treated to not only the sight of her gorgeous, nude body, and the feel of her thighs gripping his, but also to the sensation of her grasping the shaft of his cock with one hand and rolling the condom down with the other. When she had him fully sheathed, she lifted her body up and then slowly, and so incredibly sexily, she lowered herself down on him, taking his entire swollen cock in to the base. They both let out a loud moan and then Gabe grasped her hips and they began to grind into each other.
For the next fifteen minutes or so, he was just lost in the sensations of her—the way she looked, the way she smelled, and most of all how she felt. Gabe always wondered if sex could possibly be any better with feelings, the way he’d heard or read about...and now he knew. As he moved in and out of her, he wanted to scream out how he felt about her. He already knew he was falling in love, even before they’d had sex...but he also knew it was probably too soon to say it aloud. Holding back wasn’t too hard, until that moment when their two bodies became like one, and then it took everything inside of him to not blurt it out.
The look on her beautiful face and the tension in her sexy body told him