“We don’t have any condoms,” he replied, dropping a kiss on her forehead. “But I wanted to touch you, and I couldn’t resist watching you come.”
“Is that what you think?” She reached behind her and stuck a hand in her purse. After rummaging around for a moment, she withdrew the box of condoms.
Gabe’s jaw dropped and his eyes lit up like it was fucking Christmas. With a relieved chuckle, he wrapped his arms around her and pressed his face to her chest.
“I didn’t take your dress off because I knew if I saw your gorgeous breasts, it would have been over for me.”
“Well, since that’s all that was holding you back...” Michelle sat up and swept the dress up and over her head. Gabe let out a groan at the sight of her lacy black bra, reaching out to cup her breasts reverently in his large hands.
“Mich, you still have the most beautiful boobs I’ve ever seen.” The look on his face was one of pure wonder.
Michelle smoothed his hair back when he buried his face in her cleavage. “Thanks. I think they’re pretty great too.”
“This is a very nice bra,” he said, kissing the tips of both of her breasts through the lace, “but right now it’s in my way.”
He reached behind her to unhook it, then tossed it aside.
“Much better,” he murmured, gazing down at her naked form. Then he bent his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth.
Arousal coursed through her as he closed those soft, sexy lips around her pebbled peak. Despite the glorious orgasm he’d just given her, her body was already gearing up for the next one.
“Gabe?” His name came out breathless, more whine than word.
“Hmm?”
“Will you strip for me?”
He froze with her nipple in his mouth, then released it with a surprised laugh. When he raised his head, humor gleamed in his dark eyes. “Will I what?”
“Strip.”
His dimples flickered in his cheeks. “I’m assuming you don’t just mean take off my clothes.”
“Well yeah, but in a sexy way.”
He stared at her, then ducked his head and chuckled.
She peered closely at him. “Are youblushing?”
“Maybe.” He released her and sat up. “I’ve never done this for anyone.”
“Really? No lo creo.” She was having a very hard time believing no other person had asked him to do a sexy striptease.
“Es la verdad,” he confirmed.
“I mean, I would do it first, but...” She gestured at her body. “I’m already naked. You’ll have to wait until next time.”
His gaze took a leisurely path down her curves. “I’m going to hold you to that.”
“So you’ll do it?” She clasped her hands in front of her breasts and gave him a hopeful smile.
After a moment, he gave a single nod, then got to his feet and stood at the end of the bed. He raised his hands, hesitated, then put them on his hips.
“I have no idea where to start,” he admitted.
“Do you need some music?” Michelle got her phone, trying not to laugh as she chose the song. A second later, “Boombastic” by Shaggy played from the speaker.
Gabe glared at her. “You’re not helping.”
