He chuckled softly as his lips made their way down the front of her neck, to her chest. She expected him to stop there but he didn't. He trailed a string of kisses between her generous breasts and slowly moving lower, down her torso and to her stomach.
I need to stop this! But her protest never made it to her lips. Beth bit at her lower lip and looked down him watching as he worked his way down her body. The anticipation was excruciating.
Once his lips reached the waistband of her jogging pants he grasped the top her pants and glanced up, his hunger filled eyes catching hers, seeking her approval before continuing. Beth released an unsteady sigh. "Please," she whispered. The voice at the back of her mind pleaded for here to reconsider. It told her this was only going to get her hurt in the end, but she ignored it. Her body was in control now.
No further incentive was needed. Gabriel slowly slid her pants down, kissing his way lower as her skin was revealed to him. Beth watched him, her heart racing, chest heaving and pussy throbbing. As she watched him strip her pants from her, she found herself grateful she'd taken the time that morning to shave, so her mound was now smooth and bare for him.
With her pants off he tossed them to the floor with her t-shirt and spread her legs wide. Gabriel slipped his index finger along her slit, from her anus to her clit, gather her juices and driving her near insanity with need for him. Bringing his finger to his mouth he sucked it in.
"As good as I expected you'd be."
Oh-my-God! His eyes caught hers once more and her breath hitched in her throat as he fell to his knees, spread the lips of her pussy and licked the length of her. Beth moaned loudly, closing her eyes and tossing her head back.
He licked her length again, this time taking a moment to tease her clit with his tongue, flicking and circling the swollen nub, until she was writhing and bucking against his mouth.
"My God, Gabriel! I'm so close!"
Why couldn't he just put her out of her misery? Why tease so cruelly?
Again, he licked the length of her, but this time he returned to her opening. Just when she thought she couldn't take another moment of his sweet torment, he thrust his tongue deep into her, burying his face between her legs. She cried out and gripped the edge of the dressed tightly.
"Is this what you want Beth?" he asked and began to tongue fuck her.
"Oh yes, yes, yes." That and so much more! She wanted him naked, she wanted to feel his hot, beautiful body on hers, she wanted him everyway and everywhere. She would happily tried everything in the drawer if he promised the pleasure would never stop.
As his tongue was rapidly bringing her back to the point of orgasm, his fingers pinched and rolled her quivering clit between them, adding to the rush of sensations vibrating through her body. Her stomach was in knots, her arousal hitting the point of no return.
"Come for me Beth," he ordered as he replaced his tongue with his fingers and then sucked on her clit.
His voice, soft and seductive was all she needed. She screamed out his name as her body tensed, and her pussy tightened around his intruding fingers. Seconds later, her body erupted, and her juices rushed from her, coating his fingers and dripping down her ass.
"That's so good baby," Gabriel whispered, lapping up her juices and then moving back up her body to capture her lips with his own. His lips and tongue tasted of her and it was so arousing she could feel the fire between her legs immediately ignite once again and her need for him grew instead of wane.
When he finally pulled away from her, she was left breathless and needy for more.
He touched the side of her face with his hand and looked down at her affectionately as he straightened up. "I have a couple of things to do in my office. Could you start supper and have it ready for me in an hour?" He gave her another quick, chaste kiss. "I can't wait to see what Peter taught you today."
Turning he made his way to the bedroom door, leaving her light-headed and still yearning for his touch, naked and spread wide on his dresser.
He stopped at the doorway of the bedroom, turned back and flashed her a devilish grin, his eyes sweeping the length of her naked body. "And by the way... the socks and t-shirts are in the third column of drawers."
Beth groaned in frustration. What in the hell had she done? What had just transpired was the exact opposite of what she'd been trying to avoid. Did she want to play? Oh, good God! Was what just happened a teaser for what he wanted from her? Slipping from the dresser, her legs felt like jelly under her and she had to grasp the edge for support. Once she felt steady on her feet she ran a shaky hand through her hair as she gathered up her tossed aside clothing. Could the past few days have gotten any crazier or more confusing? She doubted it.
****
Finishing up with the work he'd left undone to come home early that day, Gabriel changed out of his suit and into a pair of jeans and t-shirt before heading back downstairs to check on the progress of dinner. Pete had given him a good report on her lesson for the day so he was anxious to see the results. According to Pete - based on their first lesson - her biggest problem was her confidence, but in contrast her eagerness to learn was her greatest strength.
As he approached the kitchen the mouth watering aroma of scallops drifted to him causing his stomach to grumble. He didn't enter immediately, instead he leaned his left shoulder against the archway, crossing his arms over his chest and watched her busying herself. His hunger for food was immediately replaced with a deeper, more feral hunger.
It had taken every ounce of strength he possessed to pull himself away from her earlier. He feared he'd seriously overstepped his boundaries with her, but she was so receptive and those soft, sweet moans had driven him near insanity. He swept his tongue across his lower lip and could still faintly taste her and his dick began to harden as a result.
Ahhh, fuck!
Gabriel loved watching her as she attended to the meal. Her forehead creased as she concentrated on what she was doing and she caught her lip between her teeth as she presumably tried to decide if the risotto was cooked properly. However, from where Gabriel was standing, it was the scallops that she needed to be more concerned about.
He rushed over to the stove and removed them from the heat, just as she turned to do so herself. She gasped, surprised to see him appear behind her.
"Baby, they were seconds from being burnt," he explained giving her a smile.
Her face flushed; an attractive rosy colour. "I'm sorry, I was just about to get to them. I was just..." She motioned to the risotto.
"I know." Grabbing a spoon from the drawer holding the utensils, he dipped it into the risotto and tasted. "That is excellent. Creamy. Cooked perfectly, I'm very impressed."