“You’re amazing. I ever tell you that?” I move behind her, slide my arms around her waist, and press a kiss to her neck.
“Nope. I don’t think you ever have.”
I hear the smile in her voice as she starts to spread tomato puree on the pizza dough.
“You’re amazing and sexy, and I want you all the damn time.” I slip my hand up her skirt and into her panties. I run my finger between her folds and slide it inside her.
“Gabe.” She drops the spoon that she was spreading the puree with. “I thought your friend was coming?”
“He is. But I want you to come first.”
“Where’s Gucci?”
I still my hand. “Um, why?”
“Because I don’t want her watching as you finger me in the kitchen.”
“Speedy, she’s a fucking goat. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know what day of the week it is.”
She tilts her head back, looking up at me. “Yes, she does. She’s smart. And I don’t want her seeing us going at it.”
I give her a look. “She sleeps in my bedroom with us every night while we fuck.”
“Yeah, but she’s asleep then.”
“Babe, a deaf person couldn’t sleep through our screwing. You’re not exactly quiet. And Gucci’s out on the terrace, sunbathing, so stop talking and let me make you come.”
I start fucking her with my finger, my palm pressing against her clit. And she closes her eyes on a soft moan, her back falling against my chest.
With my other hand, I pull her top down. She’s wearing a bra, which is annoying. I’m going to have to remind her of the no-bra rule but not right now. Right this second, I have more important things to do.
I shove her bra out of the way and start to tease her nipple between my thumb and finger.
She moans a hot, breathy sound. Her legs are trembling. My dick is rock hard against her back.
I fucking love the sounds she makes when she’s turned on. The way she says my name with a mindless need.
I push another finger inside her, thrusting them in and out.
“God, Gabe.”
“That’s it, baby. Come on my hand. I wanna hear you scream my name.”
I suck her earlobe into my mouth, and her hips jerk against my hand, seeking more pressure.
I press my palm to her pussy, rubbing it hard against her clit.
“Gabe…please…I need…”
I pinch her nipple, and it sets her off like a rocket.
She screams my name, her pussy grinding against my hand, while she rides out her orgasm.
Making her come satisfies me in a way nothing ever has before. I don’t care if I don’t come—well, of course I care, but I care more about getting her off.
She goes slack in my arms. I put my arm around her waist, holding her up.
She turns her dazed eyes to me.
I love that just-come look in them that’s there because of me.
Mine.
Her mouth reaches up and softly kisses me.
I’m crazy about her.
The buzzer goes on the intercom, telling me that security is calling. Meaning Julian’s here.
Jesus, that was quick. What did the fucker do? Run here?
“It’ll be Julian,” I tell her.
I carefully pull my fingers from inside her and remove my hand from her panties. She pulls her bra and top back up, and I smooth her skirt down.
“He got here quick.”
“No kidding.”
“You might want to get rid of that before you let Julian up.” She grins down at my visible erection. She goes over to the sink, pumps some soap onto her hands, and turns on the tap. “And you might want to wash your hands.”
“No need.” I run my tongue up the palm of my hand, licking her come from it, and then I slip the fingers that were inside her into my mouth, sucking her from them.
I chuckle at the scandalous look on her face.
“Delicious.” I grin.
Then, I rearrange my dick in my pants and leave the kitchen to let Julian up while I think of every non-sexy thing I can to get my hard-on to go down.
Gabe
“So, you ran over his foot with your car?” Julian laughs.
“Yeah.” Speedy winces, a small smile on her lips.
“And broke his foot?”
“Yep.”
“Her car is huge.” I size out with my hands.
“What car do you have?” Julian looks at Speedy.
She glances at me, a smile creeping onto her face.
Don’t you fucking dare, babe.
“A tank.”
Julian looks at me and then back at Speedy, and then he bursts out laughing. “God, she must like you if she’s willing to lie for you!”
“Vaughn, the fucking asshole.” I narrow my eyes.
“Of course he called me to tell me you got your foot broken by a tiny car!”
“They might look small, but they weigh a fucking ton!”