Diavolo Ch 10 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 10

... her nipples tighten. He lowered the zipper on her pencil skirt and let it pool at her ankles as he knelt behind her and kissed the base of her spine. She had to bite her lips to keep from moaning in pleasure. “Sit on the john, baby. I want to take your shoes off.” Abigail walked over to her toilet and sat on the fuzzy white cover that adorned the lid. Gabriel was completely naked, kneeling at her feet. She drew n a ragged breath at the erotic sight he presented, fully aroused and looking up at her in utter adoration. “Oh-God,” she croaked out as he lifted her left foot first. His smile was pure seduction as his deft fingers trailed down the back curve of her calf, until they slipped her shoe off. He lifted her foot and bent slightly to plant a kiss on her instep, giving her goose bumps. Something delicious clenched low in her belly. Gabriel’s eyes practically glowed as he began to use his thumbs to massage the bottom of her foot. “Oh-God,” she moaned again, her bones dissolving into jello. The sight of him there, bare and tending her tired feet…it was too much. His muscles flexed, the tattoos on his right arm almost coming to life. He was like some erotic sex god, black hair gleaming in the candle light, eyes glowing like a cat. He was driving her crazy. He grinned making her realized she’d just voiced her thoughts. “The song,” he said. “Wha?’ she asked in a daze. “Def Leppard. Love Bites.” Abigail blinked, realizing that he was talking about the song playing over the sound ...

... system streaming into the bathroom. He continued to massage her foot, his fingers sliding up her leg to knead at the tight knots there. “Oh-God,” she moaned once more. He chuckled, stealing her heart all over again. “You like?” he said, his voice a deep silky purr. She nodded, not daring to utter another sound, sure she’d moan pathetically again. His hands trailed down her other leg where he repeated the same ritual. By the time he was done, she was a boneless heap. She didn’t even protest when he reached up and slipped his fingers inside the elastic of her panties and hose to start to slip them down over her hips and legs. The smile on his face gave way to a look of utter reverence. His chest expanded with his intake of breath, his hands gliding up her bare skin, eyes riveted to the juncture of her thighs. Her blouse was long enough to cover her completely. When she lifted her hands to unbutton her white blouse he reached up and stopped her. She could feel the trembling in his hands and looked at him in surprise. “No,” he said softly. “Let me.” Abigail nodded and watched as he slipped each pearly button out of its button-hole. The play of muscles in his arms had her reaching out to stroke his soft skin, silk over steel muscles. So beautiful. His hair was like satin as it spilled through her fingers before she settle them on his shoulders. He was trembling. The realization moved her, to think she could affect him as deeply as he did her. He looked up at her as he peeled her ...