Diavolo Ch 07 - Sex Stories

Diavolo Ch 07

... over her mouth in shock at what she was hearing. Had Edvard tried to kill Gabe? “I’d kiss your mouth after you’d tell me how you’d sucked his cock. Licked your cunt and pretended to be him when I fucked you. And what gratitude do I get?” Mikayla laughed. “Please. As if I’d ever be anything remotely yours. You’re nothing but a lowlife chauffeur I get a kick out of screwing once in a while.” Abigail heard a slap and Mikayla cry out. There was more struggling, a loud thump, and then moaning. Horrified, Abigail stared at the door, unsure of what to do. Was the chauffeur forcing Mikayla at the moment? Mikayla began to moan, the sound of skin slapping skin sickening Abigail. “Yes, my mistress, that’s how you like it, yes? Rough and dirty.” “Shut the fuck up,” she panted. “You know you’re going to have to lick all of your filthy cum from inside me, right?’ “Yes, mistress, yes,” he hissed before groaning. Abigail backed away, sick to her stomach. Mikayla was more horrid than she thought. Oh-God. Poor Daniel. This couldn’t be. He didn’t deserve this. Not watching where she was going, she stumbled on the top step leading down to the walkway to the house. Terror made her flail, knowing she’d probably crack her head on the stone steps, but a pair of strong arms caught her, clasping her to an equally hard chest. Daniel’s familiar scent enveloped her as he held her to his chest. “Easy,” he murmured turning her. Abigail looked up into his face, remembering how she’d giggled at his ...

... anecdotes in the gazebo by the koi pond behind the mansion. That sweet summer so many years ago. Unable to stop herself, she threw her arms around his neck, her tears already slipping from beneath her lashes. Why did things have to become so complicated? Daniel was sweet and good. He’d been so kind and tender with her. There was no lust or forbidden longing, just pure affection and love. Why did he have to forget about her and chose Mikayla? Gabriel was different from Daniel. So beautiful. Too beautiful, stirring up undesirable longings within her. Daniel was safe. Gabriel was sin incarnate, but even thinking of Mikayla with Gabriel was too much to bear. Mikayla was horrid. And Edvard? Oh-God. Had Edvard tried to kill Gabe in a fit of jealousy? “What’s wrong, Abigail?” Daniel asked holding her tight, his hands smoothing over her back in soothing circles. Realizing she was plastered to his front, she moved back a little. Somehow, the action made their positions even more intimate. They’d only ever held hands. Never so much as a kiss. Now Daniel looked down at her, his brown eyes going darker as they focused on her lips. Abigail felt a sudden surge of panic and wrongness. She back away some more and almost tripped on the step again. Daniel’s arm encircled her waist as he drew her down the steps. “This is clearly a hazardous spot for you to be at the moment. Let’s go to the study, Abigail. I’d like to speak with you.” She followed him into the house. “Mikayla told me my mom was not ...