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CHAPTER 16
Pleasure
Cia
“But…”
“A bet is a bet.”
I didn’t feel too good about this. With what had just happened between us, I was a bit on edge and unsure of what Gabriel’s agenda was.
“What kind of massage are we talking about?”
Gabriel moved closer and kissed me. “The kind you only get from your boyfriend.”
I stiffened, and in response he pulled me close and spoke into my ear.
“I know you’re frightened, but I’m asking you to trust me. Can you do that?”
My eyes were closed and my breathing shallow. “Okay, I’ll try.” This was like standing on a cliff, wanting to jump into the inviting blue water beneath, but feeling scared shitless. Gabriel was that annoying friend that pushed you from behind, and I wasn’t sure yet if I should hate him or thank him for it.
“It’s easier if you take your clothes off,” he said and went to put on some nice music.
I undressed but kept my panties on and made sure to lie on my belly.
To my surprise Gabriel started talking about the TV show while rubbing my neck, shoulders, and back. It didn’t feel sexual and I started to relax more. Maybe I had misjudged the situation.
His hands were strong and the way he braided his fingers into mine and made sure to stretch my palms was extremely nice.
Gabriel seemed completely at ease as he moved around in his pants only. I think he did it on purpose to taunt me, knowing that his trim torso would affect me. Of course I could have told him that the thing that got under my skin was his aroma. After crying in his arms during therapy, his smell was familiar and reminded me of comfort and care. I loved the smell of Gabriel.
“Turn over,” he said after twenty minutes of massaging me.
I slowly rolled onto my back. The lovely music, his touch, his masculine fragrance, and his calming voice had relaxed me to the point where I wasn’t as guarded as before. Besides, this was completely different, as I wasn’t competing with any of his ex-girlfriends like I had before. There was no way for me to suck at getting a massage, because everyone knows that there is nothing else to do except lie still and relax.
Gabriel was moving up my legs, massaging my thighs with long strokes, and I noticed that he kept getting closer and closer to my private parts. The tingling sensation I’d been feeling during the last ten minutes increased, and when he put pressure on the insides of my legs they started spreading for him.
I didn’t fight it.
Not even when his strokes started centering more and more around my pelvis and down to the vee of my thighs.
“You’ve got the cutest belly button,” he said and placed an innocent kiss on it. It made me smile.
“Thanks.”
His hands moved down and spread my legs wider.
“What are you doing?” I asked, lifting my head to look at him.
“Just relax. I promise I won’t hurt you.”
There was a moment when my heart forgot to beat while he grasped both sides of my panties and slowly pulled them off me while stubbornly keeping eye contact. “I won the bet, remember,” he reminded me. Since I couldn’t argue with that, and my whole body was vibrating with a tingling sensation, I simply took a deep breath and closed my eyes again.
“If you could only see what I see…” he muttered in a raspy voice and then I felt the strangest sensation. It was like a warm breeze hitting my most sensitive spot, but what followed made me jerk. It had to be his tongue, because nothing I had ever done to myself had felt remotely like this. All my nerve endings were on fire from his strong fingers knitting into my inner thighs and his tongue licking up the center of my folds.
I moaned and arched my back; it was the most incredible body sensation I’d ever experienced – I honestly had no idea oral sex would feel like this.
Gabriel groaned and circled his tongue around my clit, which made me gasp out loud.
