She flushes under my words, burying her face against my chest as she squeezes me a little tighter.
“Come on.” I reach for her hand and tug her along. “You haven’t seen the best part yet.”
Upstairs, I open the refinished sliding barn doors that enclose the master suite. Victoria darts straight to the bed covered with a fluffy white comforter and flops back onto it.
“This is like a cloud,” she muses.
“I’m glad it only takes the simplest things to please you.” I chuckle. “But I was actually referring to the bathtub.”
She sits up dazedly. “Oh, okay.”
She follows me through the stone archway and freezes when she sees the garden tub. It’s filled with hot water, steam rising up from it.
“How did you… I mean when?”
My fingertips move of their own accord to caress her cheek.
“The housekeeper did it for me, I arranged it earlier. I assumed you would be chilled from our ride.”
She lunges forward, pulling me into her arms and hugging me tightly. I’m only too happy to oblige her, wrapping my arms around her as my lips meet hers. But then she pulls back suddenly, biting her lip as she eyes my leather jacket.
She glances up, searching my eyes for permission before she unzips it. Her hands are warm and soft as she reaches inside, and I groan. She peels it off my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. Her fingers skim my waistband and pull the bottom of my shirt up unhurriedly.
I close my eyes as her fingers dance across my skin, soaking up my warmth. She drags the shirt over my head, and then unzips my jeans, slowly pulling them down too. My cock is already rock hard, jerking to get her attention. She mewls at the sight of it, leisurely rubbing her palm along the shaft. And I can’t take any more. My hands move over her, ripping her clothes from her feverishly.
Once she’s naked, I lift her impatiently and press her against the stone wall behind her. I wrap her legs around me as I devour her mouth with mine. The only time I pull away is to find her breast, bringing it to my greedy mouth. I suck her nipple roughly as she writhes in my arms, her wetness rubbing against my cock. I can’t wait any longer. I need to bury myself inside of her and forget everything else. My hands grip the soft curves of her butt as I nudge closer.
“Please,” she whimpers.
“Please, what?” I smirk. I love how much she enjoys this. How greedy she is to feel my cock. It turns me on like nothing else ever has.
“I want you inside of me Gabriel, now. Please quit teasing and fuck me.”
I close my eyes and grunt. “What you do to me, Victoria,” I whisper. “I love it when you talk to me like that.”
She bucks back against the cold stone wall as I thrust inside of her. Then she reaches her hand up and strokes my cheek while she stares into my eyes, appraising every inch of me. For a minute, I don’t move. I want to hear her beg again.
“Gabriel,” she moans.
My cock swells and my fingers squeeze her hips in response.
“Yes, Victoria. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you need.”
“I want you,” she whispers softly. “I need you.”
I plunge all the way into her, quickly finding my rhythm. She quivers with delight on every impact, the tension fleeing her body as she explodes around me. The tremors are still engulfing my cock as I thrust one last time, blowing my load inside of her. My forehead dips down and rests against her as I close my eyes and steady my breath.
“I love feeling you come around me,” I murmur.
She leans back into the wall behind her, panting. “I do too. Much more than you know.”
I lead her to the bath and climb inside, pulling her along with me. I wrap my legs around her and pull her back to relax against my chest, exactly where I want her.
“What do you mean much more than I know?” I ask.
Her shoulders tense, telling me this is another secret.
“I just meant… I don’t know. I don’t really want to explain it, it’s embarrassing.”
“Please, Victoria. I don’t like secrets, remember? You have far too many as it is.”
She holds her breath for a few moments, lost in thought.
“Tell me,” I coax.
She sighs. “It’s just that… well… you’re the only man who has ever… you know.”
I look down into her amber eyes, searching. “No, I don’t know. I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to be a bit more specific than that.”
“You are the only man….” Her voice cracks. “Who has ever done that.”
I try to stifle a smile as her cheeks flame bright red. “Victoria, you don’t need to be embarrassed with me. You can tell me anything. But I still don’t really understand. I know you’ve been with other men before…”
She clasps her hands to her face in frustration.
“For fuck’s sake, Gabriel, I was NOT a virgin when I met you. I don’t know how to say this without sounding pathetic. You’re the only man who has ever given me an orgasm.” She bows her head to her knees, mortified.