Diavolo Ch 10 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 10

... “Oh-god, baby,” he panted, “I’m going to come.” Abigail’s eyes widened. She was suddenly faced with the dilemma of choosing between watching his gorgeous face as he came, or seeing his erection spurt in her hand. Her eyes rose to his face and the beauty of it arrested her attention. Decision made. He panted open-mouthed, his lashes low over his glowing green eyes, cheeks flushed. He suddenly clenched his teeth together and snarled, nostrils flaring. His head whipped back and his hips jerked, muscles bulging everywhere. Oh, wow! Looking down she saw the white fluid leaving the tip of his cock in rhythmic spurts as he finally began to shudder and moan her name. God—what a sight. Her heart swelled even bigger with the love she felt for him. Letting him go, she dove forward to kiss him. It was a hungry, fierce kiss; all teeth, tongue, and seeking lips. She groaned deep in her throat when he cupped her ass again and gasped in surprise when her belly bumped into his still rigid flesh. Oh Yes! The shrill buzz of the fire alarm had them both jumping with a start. “Oh-shit,” Gabriel hissed moving Abigail back as he climbed out of the tub. She followed, not missing the way he limped as he hurried out to where the sinks were. There was no fire, thank goodness, but some of the smaller votives had burned out and were smoking. Gabriel, tall as he was, was poking the fire alarm, trying to deactivate it. It kept wailing incessantly. “Damn-it,” he snapped, finally unscrewing the cover ...

... and ripping the wires out. The sound of their labored breathing was loud in the silence that followed. Gabriel looked at Abigail wide-eyed and began to laugh after a few seconds. She couldn’t help but laugh with him, her heart still galloping painfully within her chest. “Well that’ll certainly be something funny to remember,” he snickered. Her gaze roved his body, all wet and full of rose petals. They were both dripping on the floor, making a terrible mess. She was so happy, she didn’t care. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her then, still laughing. “We better dry off before we both fall and spend our honeymoon in the hospital.” Abigail shook her head, “oh, no. That would be terrible. From now on, no one but me is allowed to bathe you.” He gave a sexy growl and rubbed his nose against hers. “That so?” “You bet,” she said grinning up at him. “Mmm. I love it when you get possessive with me. Baby, I’m all yours.” “And I’m yours, Gabe.” “Fuck yeah,” he said with a scowl before grinning at her again. “All mine.” He dipped his head to kiss her again when loud banging on their door made them jump. “Stay here,” he barked grabbing his robe. She blinked in surprise when he fled into the bedroom a few seconds and came out holding a gun behind his back. Abigail gasped and was about to follow him out but he motioned for her to stay put. Heart in her throat, she heard him say “Front door and porch.” She frowned in confusion. What was he doing? The sound of the alarm being ...