Page 17 of Stealing Her Heart
“Gabriel,” her voice is soft, her eyes lighting slowly. “I do not want to be anywhere else but here, with you.”
Before I can move, she presses close, fitting her mouth to mine. Her mouth is so sweet, tasting of strawberry and mint. I lick her full lips and slip my tongue inside her mouth, groaning as she suckles at it teasingly. Her ass shifts on my lap, a throaty moan coming from her when she feels how hard I am. I have no right to be turned on. No right to want her the way I do.
Gianna twists on my lap, moving to straddle me as she takes over the kiss. I love how she grows so needy. How she takes what she wants from me. It is so hot knowing she wants me as badly as I want her. I have never felt this kind of desire for anyone else and I know I never will again.
This is it. Gianna is it for me—nothing and no one else will ever do.
“Gabriel,” she cries out as she tears her mouth from my, chest heaving, eyes wild. “Please, I need you. Make me forget he touched me.”
Groaning, I burrow my face in her soft tits, breathing in her sweet scent. Cupping her ass as she rocks on my lap, I dip my head to suck at her left nipple. Her cries as I suck and lick at her budded flesh makes me so hard it hurts. But I do not deserve pleasure. I have not protected my woman, so I deserve nothing while she deserves everything.
Moving to the other breast, I suck hard, imagining her round with our child, milk filling my mouth. Fuck, that just makes me hotter. I bite down on her skin, sucking harder as she rocks faster against me. I smack her ass, the sound loud in the quiet bedroom. Smacking the other cheek, I laugh as she whimpers and starts to grind herself on me.
“Such a greedy princess,” I growl, nipping at her breasts, her throat, her shoulder. “Tell me you need me. Tell me you need just me, Gianna.”
“Yes, yes, I do! I need you. Please, I want...I want you to make me come. Will you do that? I need it, Gabriel.”
“How do you want it? Want me to fuck my fingers into that soaked pussy? Or lay you down so I can stuff my tongue deep in your cunt?”
Whimpering, she goes heavy in my arms, answering me. Chuckling, I lie her back, watching as she stretches out in the dark sheets of my bed. Hell, she is a damn goddess, her dark hair fanning out beneath her, her skin glowing in the afternoon sunshine peeking in the dark curtains.
Kneeling between her spread thighs, I take a moment just to appreciate her. How thick her silky thighs are, how wide her hips are. Those perfect, tear shaped tits with the pink pebbled nipples. Her beautiful eyes stare up at me, hunger in their depths. Hunger only I will be able to sate.
“Such a fucking goddess. My pretty little princess,” I hum against her skin, kissing her thighs as I push my own clothes off.
“Yes, I am a princess,” she whimpers, bucking beneath me as I blow gently on her soaked pussy.
“Yes, my princess. My queen,” I rasp, licking her open with a long, slow, greedy lick. Grasping her thighs, I lift them atop my shoulders as I dive into her pussy, sucking at her juices to savor her sweetness.
Slowly licking my tongue inside her tightness, I dig my hands into her thighs as they start to shake. Teasing my teeth over her swollen clit, I bite down, and she screams, arching off the bed. Smirking at how responsive she is, I do it again, stuffing my tongue inside her as her pussy clenches tight.
“Yes, yes, yes, please,” she whimpers, fingers in my hair, her hips rocking.
“Taste so sweet, baby. I want to eat this creamy cunt every night.”
“Oh, God, yes,” she moans, tugging at my hair as I fuck my tongue into her tight slit. Again, I bite down on her clit, feeling the tremor of her body.
Taking my time, I suck and lick at her, loving how she trembles, how she chants my name, begging me for more. I could die with her pussy in my mouth and have no regrets. Besides regrets of not filling her with my cock.
Reaching down, I stroke my stiff cock, but I won’t let myself come. I do not deserve it. It is just there, just out of reach. Rubbing the swollen crown, I grunt at the slickness there, I am so turned on I am aching with need. Need I will not satisfy yet. Not before I have given her the pleasure she deserves.
“Gabriel, please don’t stop. It’ssogood. I love it,” she pants.
Stilling, I stare up at her as she mutters this. What she wants to say is she loves me. It is there in those stunning eyes of hers. Eyes I see my future in. My bride, the mother of my children, the love of my fucking life. I will wait forever for her to give me those words.
I will spend the rest of my days trying to steal her heart for mine.
Still watching her, I go back to eating her, to pleasing her, to driving her mad. Making her need me, and me alone. I could spend forever between her thighs, smelling her sugar, licking her sweet folds, sucking her candied cunt
Before I met her, I never bothered with women. I might toss some cash at a girl at one of our clubs to suck me off, but I never repaid the favor. I never took any of them to my bed. I am damn glad I did not waste my time. None of them, no one else on this earth, could ever compare to Gianna.
“Oh...I’m coming. I’m coming! Yes, baby, I’m coming!”
Shouting it out, she writhes beneath me as I lick her through one orgasm. I do not stop until she soaks my beard with a second one, my lips suckling at her clit, my fingers pumping inside her pussy until she chokes them with her tightness. Once I finish her off a third time, I scoop her up, slamming my mouth to hers as I head to the bathroom.
Drawing a bath in the huge sunken tub, I stand with her cradled to my chest as she deepens the kiss. My princess loves kissing. I told her I would give her everything, and I will. If she wants to kiss for hours, we will kiss for hours. If she wants me to kill someone then fuck her like a beast, then I will.
There is nothing I won’t give to her. Nothing I won’t do for her. I have no idea what sort of spell she has woven over me, but I don’t care. If I am under her magic, if I am to do her bidding for the rest of time, so be it. There is nothing else in the world that matters to me the way she does.
