Diavolo Ch 07 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 07

... painkillers. Leg is starting to bother me again and that shit makes me sleepy as fuck.” “Be careful with those pills, Gabe. Wouldn’t want to see you in rehab with a drug problem.” Gabriel wrinkled his nose. “Don’t worry. I’m just taking them like the doctor prescribed.” Abigail was having a heated argument in the kitchen. Without waiting to hear Diamond’s reply he clicked the call off. Thankfully, Michael had remembered to leave his crutches nearby. Maneuvering himself onto them wasn’t easy, but he managed to do it without falling on his face, and hobbled over into the kitchen. “Mikayla, I told you a million times, I cannot tell you where I am.” Gabriel came up behind her, trapping her against the counter. She stiffened when he brought his mouth to her neck and nibbled. A moan escaped her and he heard when Mikayla stopped her insulting rant. “I’m in pain, baby,” Gabe growled in her ear. Abigail let the phone clatter to the counter as she turned her head to gape at him, pupils dilated wide. “Your meds. Didn’t Michael give them to you this morning?” Her voice came out throaty despite the look of concern on her pretty face. “Not the kind of pain I’m in,” he said nipping his way across her jaw. “G-Gabriel,” she pleaded shakily. “What the fuck are you doing?” Mikayla’s rant started again. “You stupid little slut. He’s just use—“ Gabriel pushed the phone over the edge of the counter where it fell in pieces on the other side judging from the noise. He winced when he thrust his ...

... hips against her backside, a dull throb warning him not to push his limits. She gripped the edge of the counter and shrugged her shoulders to keep him from continuing his sensual onslaught. “G-Gabriel, stop.” “That wasn’t what you were telling me last night,” he growled, nipping her shoulders now as he let more of his weight press her forward, nestling his arousal against the sweet crack of her heart-shaped ass. “I’m sorry. I was drunk. I should have had more sense,” she said in a rush. “I just wanted to sleep with you and tried to find a bit of courage in the alcohol, but…” She trailed off, her head hanging shamefully. It hurt. Felt like an outright rejection, but he knew she had her prim archaic morals and wasn’t about to push her to do something she’d regret later. That’s not how he wanted their first time to be. It was frustrating. He felt frustrated, not accustomed to having to wait, being held at arm’s length. “This is a whole new thing for me, Abs. Understand that. I respect where you’re coming from, though I don’t understand or agree, but I respect it.” He backed off, giving her enough space to turn and gaze up at him meekly. The dress she wore was awful. He hated it, too somber and covered up for her. “What are you used to, Gabriel?” she asked, her eyes focused on a spot in the middle of his chest. Gabriel bit his lip. He was used to fast and easy. Since high school, maybe before that, the girls would come after him. He didn’t need to be a jock or have an important dad ...