The Babysitter (BWWM)

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I rounded the wall next to the stairs to see Gabby sitting up, watching a movie. Her index finger traces the circular opening of the water bottle I practically forced her to drink.

Gabby was released after a few hours. They told me she never seemed to take any of the pills after they took some blood. Despite her protests, I took her home with me.

"Hey babygirl." I kissed the top of her head, leaning over the couch. She looked up at me, her eyebrows furrowed. "Babygirl? Who's that? I don't know her."

Gabriella turned back toward the tv as I sat next to her. She ignored my presence as she watched Hugh Jackman and Zac Efron sing about something.

"You're mad?" If she heard me, she made no sign of showing it as her eyes remained glued to the television. My jaw ticked. "Don't ignore me, piccola."

She took a swig of her water and continued watching. I huffed and scooted closer, resting my hand on her upper thigh. My mouth attacked her neck, sucking at her sweet spot immediately. Gabby took her lower lip between her teeth.

Marking her skin, my hand ran over the flimsy leggings she wore and up her shirt, massaging her breasts harshly. Her skin, so supple and soft.  "Lorenzo." She breathed out. I continued sucking at her skin.

"Tell me to stop, baby." Gabby opened her mouth, but I quickly silenced her as my hand went down her panties, my middle finger slipping between her folds. My finger swirled in her wetness, feeling around. Her hymen is definitely still intact judging by how small and tight her entrance is. I can't wait until it's wrapped around me. Instead of words, she released a breathy moan. My thumb pressed against her throbbing clit.

"St- ah!" She wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Just let me know whenever." I pinched her bundle of nerves and her hips convulsed against my hand. My free hand stroked her throat. I attached my mouth to hers, my hand tangled in her hair, pulling her impossibly close. As my tongue brushed hers, I shoved my middle finger into her.
Damn, that's tight!

She let out a cry, but her voice was swallowed by my mouth over hers. I stretched her some more with another finger. Instead of a cry, Gabby moaned my name. She clenched around my fingers, almost cutting off the circulation in my fingers.

"Say it again." When she didn't comply, I curled my two fingers inside of her, dragging them against her walls as I withdrew.

"Lorenzo!" I pulled my fingers out completely and rammed them back into her as she groaned and tugged at my hair. Beads of sweat collected at her forehead and she tensed around my fingers.

I pulled them out.

"What- what are you doing?" I shook my head.

"You aren't my girlfriend, so I really shouldn't be doing this." Her eyes widened. Taking a moment, she caved.

"Fine. Just...please."

"Tell me what you want." Gabby squirmed in her seat. "I want you to make me cum. Please."

"Please what?" My voice deepened as she knew what I wanted. Her brown eyes stared into mine.

"Please Daddy." I slammed two fingers back into her and she screamed. Digging her face into my shoulder, I rewarded her the release. Slipping my fingers out of her, I bought them towards her face.

"Open." I commanded. When she did, I slipped my fingers into her mouth. She stared up at me innocently as she sucked her juices off my fingers. My sweatpants tightened, watching her.

This girl is going to be the death of me.

She finished it off, licking her lips. A growl rose in my throat as I kissed her again. Our tongues battling for dominance, I inevitably won. Biting her lip, I pulled away. She smiled at me. Until I gripped her throat and brought her face close to mine.