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Mature scene. Read at your own discretion.

When Gael said those word, I fucking lost it. And he seems to have picked up on my energy. Gael pulls away, he drags his lips down the middle of my chest, down my stomach, and lower until they are gone. 

There was a moment of inactivity and I assume he was getting to his knees over the edge of the bed. I laid correct when he parted my legs wider, heels digging before the edge. My teeth grit and ground as I anticipated his work.

I feel his breath against my entrance. That was enough for me to writhe—unlike I can help it. I then felt kisses, gentle and soft ones against my inner thighs. After that was a hand to my breast, a large one with strong fingers that desperately dug into the mound.

Gael's tongue started working. He chuckle first at my reaction, and it was easily the most annoying yet sexiest chuckle I had ever heard. It made me wanna smack his head.

I whimper. It was the same time Gael decide to stick a finger inside. He hooked the digit to a sweet spot.. As his tongue flicked against the sensitive hood, his finger worked its magic. The upper half of Gael's face consisted of dark eyes with an impure smolder and a heap of messy hair from being tugged on. He was watching me intensely. Gael was watching me react to every thing he does to my body. Don't faint. This might be my most erotic experience so far.

Gael hold the back of my thighs, prying my legs open when they threatened to close. He kiss, sucks, and nibbles on the right spots. All of it made my hips buck weakly forward and back. All of it made my core tighten as a threat for release.

His tongue tickle the sensitive flesh. With two fingers now inside and his mouth showing all of its skill, I let myself go. I moaned, giving no effort to silence them. My back arched, partly leaving the bed. My hands held onto his head. My fingers pull at his thick dark hair.

He lapped the juice that oozed out. Gael took it all into his mouth and I watch with half-closed eyes that I was forcing to keep open. He pulls away after sucking in the remains. I was left sprawled on the bed.

He appears on top of me. He moves me to the center of the bed. For a few seconds, I take the chance to admire Gael's physique—well-built but not overly built, muscular but sexy rather than scary muscular with his Twilight gang tattoos decorated on his now bare body.

My eyes trail the top of his body and down to the tent slowly peeking out of his boxers–I freeze on the spot. I bet a lot of people are gonna nag me for this, "Wait."

Gael pause, face a mask of frustration and confusion. Looking closer, I also found a tinge of concern. "What?"

"Um, do you really wanna do this?" My hands were on his shoulders because he had to nerve to drink himself and his little friend right to my space

His frown turns into a cocky smirk. I feel his tip at my entrance. He kisses me and when he spoke again, he sounded deadly, "Ask me that again," he says, he rub his hardness against my slit to prove that yes.

He began to push it all in.

Gael watch my face as I took him in, first half of him, then the rest until we reach the base of his shaft. His mouth absorbed my moans as his hands kept me from shattering. I feel him deep inside, as deep as deep can be in this context.

Gael showers my face with gentle kisses at random spots. Gael begin to move his hips, slipping his hardness in and out, deep and shallow, sometimes ramming it hard before proceeding with slow strokes that reach whatever the hell it needed to reach. His head was against my neck, arms keeping him up and I could hear his soft grunts against me.

Time to time I'd scratch or bite down on his shoulders.

After an unsure duration of minutes, Gael pulls away. He stuck himself deep inside—the type that'll make a woman see stars. That's what I was seeing.

Gael looks wicked. Not wicked as in the usual type of sassy Disney villainess. Wicked as in he looks like he knows a hundred ways to kill me in this room. He kisses me once. It was quick and I wanted more.

Gael's hands grip my waist. It hurt enough to draw my attention back to him who was pounding into me. He spoke through hard thrusts, all of them eliciting a moan from me. Gael's strokes became harder. The tip slam against the extent of my insides, desperate to be taken fully until he climaxes.

I spread my legs wider. We were wet, both with sweat and of the liquids that came from where our bodies connect. The sheets underneath me were damp. Gael's hand found a breast, squeezes hard, then found my neck, applying pressure around. My eyes roll back. Had I known that he'd be this good, I would've gotten naked the moment I stepped into his damn mansion.

The thrusts slowed down until he stopped and pulled out. Our eyes met as Gael sat himself at the back of the bed, back against a pile of pillows. There are a lot of words I can use to describe the way he looks like on his bed—like a king waiting to be served.

He slaps my leg weakly, "Ride me."

I got on top of him and the way he watches me would've made me wanna cower in shyness or blush till my face burns off. To cope with that, I kiss him, and I sit slowly and engulfed inch after inch of his length until he reaches his favorite spot.

I bounce up and down. For a good while, Gael let me do whatever I pleased. His hands would either squeeze my breasts or grab my neck to pull me in for a kiss. I pulsated around the hardness buried inside. Gael moves me forward and back by the thighs, stirring my insides. He watches me—his length being used to push a woman to the brink of her pleasure.

He applies pressure to my lower belly with his palm. I continue going up and down for our pleasure. It did not take long before my orgasm hit me like a ten-wheeler, strong enough to throw me forward and fall against Gael who was having an equally high time containing himself. He lifts me up and his seeds come spewing out.

My back touches the bed and he plants a kiss on me. We kiss for a long time. Even after we had reached our peak.

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thank for getting this far lol. tOne some days, I'll updaye twice or once in a day depending on how many scenes ive edited. also thanks for leaving comments and votes ♥

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