Page 14 of The Grump's Fake Wife

Gabriel lets out a surprised laugh. “Ooh, honey, that's hot,” he teases, his eyes twinkling with humor and an unsheathed hunger that ignites my own lust. “I never knew you were so strong.”

I chuckle despite the heat crawling up my neck. “I was wondering…” I murmur, trailing a finger down the ripped muscles of his chest. “What do you taste like?”

He smiles, watching me for a second with an unreadable expression. “Why don't you find out for yourself, honey?”

“Can I?”

“Sure, love. I'm all yours.”

Something about the lightness of his tone and the unabashed eagerness in his eyes serves to bolster my courage. I suddenly feel… empowered.

I lean forward to kiss his shoulder down to his chest, loving the smooth, yet rugged feeling of his body beneath my lips. I hover hesitantly over his nipple for a second, then swirl my tongue over one hardened bud. He hums, his eyes darkening in that way that always steals my breath away. I kiss his other nipple, loving as it instantly pebbles under my ministrations. Then I move to his rib bones, scooting backward in a way that brings my ass in contact with his growing hardness.

“Oh, fuck,” Gabriel mutters, twitching lightly. “What're you doing, love?”

Instead of replying, I continue to trail butterfly kisses down his abdomen, lower… until my lips are hovering above his throbbing length. I run my fingers lightly over him, thrilled by the sheer magnificence of his size.

He tenses beneath my touch, his muscles jumping in a way that sends chills down my spine. I love to see him like this… intentionally vulnerable. Laid bare –for me.

I take him fully into my hands, watching as his eyes darken almost dangerously. "Oh damn," he hisses through his teeth. "Who taught you things like that, honey?"

“You,” I reply, imitating his lopsided smile.

“Oh fuck,” he mutters, his voice laced with amusement.

I wrap my lips around his tip, watching as his expression morphs into a tortured grimace. Then I swirl my tongue around him, loving the salty taste on my tongue.

“Oh, Lily,” Gabriel moans, closing his eyes. “You're killing me.”

I take him fully into my mouth and freeze, momentarily overwhelmed by his fullness. He must have sensed my hesitation, because he weaves his hands into my hair to pull my face to his.

“You don't have to, angel,” he says with a soft, reassuring smile.

I shake my head, pressing my lips together as a feeling of shame crawls up my chest.

"I want to," I say when I finally find my voice. "You taste – feel – so good… I-I just don't know what to do now that I'm here."

I try to duck my head but his hand on my skull holds me steady. “It's nothing to feel ashamed of, honey. I love teaching you these things.”

And I love the way he calls me honey…

“Want me to help you?”

I bop my head even as my face grows hotter. I don't care that I'm embarrassed, though, I just want to pleasure him as much as he does me.

He moves my mouth over him again. “Slowly, hun,” he mutters, his hands guiding my head as I take his length into my mouth. He seems to grow bigger the more I take him in until I can't anymore. He bobs my head up and down again until we establish a steady rhythm.

“Use your hands, love,” he says, his voice unusually hoarse.

I wrap my palm around the lower part of his shaft and start to pump in rhythm with my mouth, slowly getting used to the feel of him on my tongue… the soft, velvety feeling of his flesh… the taut rigidity of his muscle… the overwhelming fullness and the delicious saltiness…

I love it all.

"More tongue, less teeth, honey," Gabriel instructs. His voice has become so husky it’s barely audible. "Yeah, just like that…. Oh, fuck me. Oh, Lily…"

I take him in deeper until my throat tightens around his tip and he lets out a long string of mumbled curse words, his hands tightening painfully in my hair. He jerks my head upwards, almost as if he's in pain, but I immediately go down on him again, taking him even deeper this time.

I don't care that my throat is burning like crazy or that I'm choking so bad it feels like I might drop dead at any second… None of that matters as long as Gabriel is enjoying it. His uninhibited moans sound like music to my ears.

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