Diavolo Ch 10 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 10

... intention of letting go. “Oh-my, Frankie,” Abigail exclaimed. “Why are you out here?” She looked back up at Gabriel, eyes shocked. “He doesn’t like anyone touching him, nor does he touch anyone either. This is amazing.” Gabriel grinned and looked down at the kid, ruffling his long blond hair. “Hey buddy. You a fan of mine?” The child lifted enormous grey eyes to Gabriel and grinned wide, laughter bubbling up his throat. He then stepped back enough to yank at his shirt yelling “Diavolo” repeatedly as he bounced up and down on his size two red chucks. Gabriel grinned and threw up the horns sign, making the kid whoop in glee and do the same. Oh-yeah, the kid was a diehard fan all right. *** Abigail came home to the scent of food wafting from her kitchen. She blinked in wonder at the table, which was set with her white china and silverware as well as another humongous bouquet of red roses. A bottle of wine was set in a bucket of ice and soft music was playing over the sound system. Punching in the pin number to reset the alarm as she closed the door, Abigail turned to see Gabriel coming out from the direction of the bathroom. Her eyes drank in the sight of him wrapped up in a black terry robe, barefoot, hair loose. “Hey, baby,” he smiled lazily as he approached her. Abigail gulped, her eyes lowering to the bare expanse of chiseled chest exposed in the V of the open robe. Her belly quiver in desire and apprehension, knowing he was completely naked under there. He finally reached ...

... her, towering over her by almost a foot. His hand came up to her cheek as he bent and kissed her fully on her lips. Abigail’s toes curled inside her sensible pumps when he flicked his tongue against her lips. She opened her mouth, inviting him in, but he kept the kiss brief and caught her hands instead. “Come-on,” he crooned in that velvety voice of his, “I’ve got the bath ready.” She hesitated a bit, wary of what he had planned. He gave her a teasing smile and pulled more insistently. She followed, dragging her feet a bit, as he led her inexorably toward her little bathroom. About to protest she blinked in curiosity when she noticed the flickering light emanating from the bathroom. Gabriel bit his lower lip, releasing her hand as his other hand went for the sash holding his robe closed. He turned half way and that’s when she saw her bathroom. Candles of every size flickered on every available surface making her breath catch. It looked so beautiful. “Oh, Gabriel,” she sighed in wonder, her gaze going to the tub overflowing with white bubble and red rose petals. “I was going to make a trail of rose petals from here all the way to the door, but I didn’t expect you back so soon,” he crooned behind her, hands coming up to squeeze her shoulders as he kissed the side of her neck. “No, Gabe. This is perfect. Really,” she said choking back a sob of pure emotion. He peeled the jacket from her shoulders, nipping the sensitive tendon at the side of her neck. Abigail shuddered, feeling ...