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“Well?”

“Well, then, I’m off to buy a pack of condoms. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back before ten.”

He rushes out, and I can’t help but wonder where he was when he left me the last time. I have so many questions for him, but he’s always directing the conversation in a way that makes it impossible to ask them. He’s wrapped me around his finger. I can’t think clearly with him around.

Chapter 37

Abby

Ve returns on time. He’s back before ten. He launches himself at me as soon as he crosses the door, slamming it shut behind him with a kick. I lock it before he manages to take me to the bed. The energy of his passionate kisses reaches all the most sensitive points inside me, making me burn white hot. I can feel myself getting wet.

“Wait,” I say, trying to catch my breath. I get up and walk over to the hi-fi, put the CD in, and light some candles. “Me Muero De Amor” by Natalia Oreiro flows from the speakers. “We need the proper ambiance,” I say.

“You always think about everything,” he replies, shifting closer and leaving a wet stamp of a kiss on my bare shoulder.

His hands softly glide down my arms. I have goosebumps. Our fingers lace. He places dozens of kisses on my neck, cheeks, and shoulders. His thumbs sweep along my collarbones. He takes my face and lifts my chin. I submit to this, lay my cheek on his shoulder, losing myself in the moment. Ve presses a wet, passionate, lustful kiss on my open lips. On the spur of the moment, I face him and throw my arms around his neck. Without releasing my face, he kisses me deeply, deeper witheach kiss. He draws me closer, pressing my hips to his. I can feel the impressive erection through his pants. His cock is ready to go.

He raises my shirt without breaking the kiss. My lips long for more of his touch. I raise my arms as he pulls the tank top off and tosses it to the floor. I do the same with his T-shirt. My hands reach to the buckle of his belt and unclasp it, undoing the buttons of his trousers, one by one. They drop down. He doesn’t hurry. He’s taking his time, facing me with nothing but his boxers on. Then it’s time for my shorts. I’m in my underwear too. He watches me for a long while and says, “You’re so beautiful. I missed you so much.”

He grabs my ass and lifts me up in his strong arms. My legs wrap around his waist as I kiss those gorgeous lips. Our tongues twist around each other in an erotic dance. My heart is racing.

“I want you so bad, baby girl,” he says with a growl.

Very softly, he lays me on the bed and removes my bra. He takes one breath in his hand, then the other, kisses both, blows gently, takes the nipples between his lips. They harden instantly, growing, sensitive to the touch. Connor bites on my breast, then the other one, sucking greedily. I’m losing my mind. I’m all his, forever and ever. He kisses my entire body, skimming it with his lips, running his tongue up and down the hot skin. His mouth wanders as he breathes in my smell, delighting in it. After a while, he spreads my legs, placing delicate kisses so close to… A shiver of pleasure runs down my spine. My back arches in anticipation of what is to come, pushing my pulsating, swollen pussy up, closer to him. Each and every touch causes more shivers. His fingers spread my labia as his tongue flicks at my clit. He slides his fingers inside me.

“You’re so wet,” he says, kissing my aching pussy.

He’s wonderful. He keeps on licking, inside and out, sliding in and out with his slim, deft fingers. I squirm in ecstasy beneathhis caress, and my muscles contort rhythmically, gently shaking on the brink of orgasm. I can feel the wave rising. It’s going to crash on the rocks of lust. I can’t take it anymore. I come abruptly, moaning and desperately trying to catch my breath. My body is trembling, overcome with sensation. Through the fog covering my eyes, I see Ve pushing himself up with a proud expression on his face. He covers me with himself, reaching for my lips and kissing me deeply with a mouth still smelling of my juices.

“You’re perfect, Ve. You make me go out of my mind.”

“You ready, Gail?”

“Gail?” I ask.

“You told me yourself I can call you Abby or Gail. I never heard anyone calling you that, so I like it even more. It’s my own word for you.”

“I like it too. Sounds sexy when you say it. And yes, let’s do it.”

He stands up and reaches for his pants, pulling a condom from the pocket, ripping the package open, and passing the thing to me.

“Want to do this?” he asks.

“No. I don’t think I can now. You do it, please,” I say, still unable to move. I’m still trying to come back to my senses after the cataclysmic orgasm he gave me.

I’m eagerly waiting for the moment I finally feel him inside me. I want him to fill me and make the two of us closer to each other than ever. I couldn’t focus on putting the condom on now. With glazed eyes, I watch him pull the thing over his beautiful, enormous hard cock, ready to push itself into my pussy and take me to the stars. He leans over me, and I feel his manhood at the gates.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” he commands. “I want to see you.”

I can barely open my eyes. Our stares meet, and we lose ourselves in it.

“I love you, Gail!” The words said in this specific moment work like an aphrodisiac. I can feel myself melting. It’s marvelous.

“And I love you, my Ve,” I whisper.

My pussy is still throbbing, which only intensifies the sensation. Ve places the tip of his penis to my hole, which is when “From This Moment On” echoes from the speakers, with Shania Twain singing about how life has begun and you are the one.

“Perfect timing.” He notices it too.

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