Diavolo Ch 05 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 05

... middle finger at Michael who was still happily snapping away pictures. Abigail took the opportunity of Gabriel’s lapse of attention to spring away from him and make a grab for her phone. Michael grabbed her around the waist instead and pulled her against him. Abigail blinked up at the screen of her phone as Michael held it over their faces with a big grin and snapped a picture. “Here,” he said giving her back her phone, “now one of the three of us.” “What are you all doing?” Angelo said waltzing in. “Hurry,” Rafael called out. “Abs is about to get a picture of all of us.” “Ooh, wait,” Angelo cried scampering over to the bed. He positioned himself behind Rafe as Michael occupied Abigail’s spot. They all leaned in closer to Gabriel who grinned seductively at her, naughty little nipple still on display. Abigail snapped two pictures before Angelo noticed Gabe’s hospital gown and protested. “Hey, why does he get to be the sexy one? I’m supposed to be the sexy one. Here take a pic of this,” he grinned yanking up his t-shirt to show off his fuzzy chest. Just as Abigail smirked and was about to snap the picture, Rafael turned his head and bit Angelo’s left nipple, making the drummer howl in indignation. Abigail stared at the screen of her phone, biting back a grin at the picture of the guitarist’s teeth nipping Angelo’s teet while Gabriel looked on in disgusted amusement, and Michael laughed. A few moments later, a stern-faced nurse came in and scolded them on the noise level, as ...

... well as the number of people in the room. The boys left, leaving Abigail alone with Gabriel. He beckoned for her to sit by him again. She walked up to the bed and pulled up the guardrail instead. His eyes narrowed at her as his lips drew tight. She avoided his intense gaze, fiddling with the straps of her sling purse instead. Now that the others were gone, she suddenly felt shy. “Abigail,” his deep growly voice called softly. “I just came by to see how you were doing.” “It took you all day yesterday to buy a car and a crappy phone?” His hurt one had her looking up. “I can’t be here every day.” The reminder of the horrific horde of fans and reporters just waiting below had her shivering with fear. He scowled. “And why not? Daniel keeping you occupied or something?” She didn’t miss the nasty way he hissed those words or the gleam of jealousy in his eyes. Abigail felt floored that he would even feel jealous. How was it possible? “Daniel has nothing to do with any of this,” she said defensively. Gabriel scoffed, leaning farther back into the pillows. “Then what? You just hanging around the mansion hoping to catch his eye again?” She had to clutch the strap of her purse to keep from slapping him. “You know, I’m going to ignore those stupid remarks because the doctor said you had a concussion and I also know you’re on strong meds so your brain might be a little confused,” she spat. Gabriel just sulked. Her irritation spiked because, surely, no one had the right to look so cute and ...