First Night(10)

“Emma?” he whispered as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I want you, Gabriel. Now.”

“I told you we didn’t have to do this tonight. We can wait.”

“No! Now.”

“Are you really sure?”

“Yes.”

“God help me then.” Gabriel suddenly picked me up. Draped across his arms, I moaned when he kissed me sweetly.

It was going to happen and I couldn’t wait.





SIX





Gabriel set me down on my feet right by his bed. I studied the enormous poster bed, knowing I was going in one way and coming out different. A part of me appreciated the dramatic background for such a momentous event.

Gabriel seemed to understand my need to explore. He watched me silently as I slid my hand down the heavy velvet drapes. My hand glowed ghost-white against the sapphire fabric.

“Fancy,” I commented for the chance to fill our silence.

He made a sound of assent. Looking over my shoulder, I noted how his gaze followed my every move intently. Strange as it sounded, being the focus of his singular gaze was erotic.

I explored my strange mental fancies of being a butterfly pinned to his board, a possession to be admired. Suddenly, I thought of how I’d be pinned beneath Gabriel in real life.

Warmth spread throughout my body. I clenched, trying to soothe the ache that sprung from how I’d soon know Gabriel intimately. My feelings turned on a pin. Nervousness plucked my strings. I moved about, head craning to study my darkened surroundings. An unlit fireplace dominated the wall across from the massive bed. A telescope occupied the space in front of the glass doors. I wondered if they led to a terrace.

Like a wolf scenting his prey, Gabriel approached me front to back. His lips pressed against my earlobe. I erupted in goosebumps, a fact which didn’t go unnoticed by him.

“You’re so beautifully sensitive, Emma,” Gabriel whispered in awe.

“R-Really?” I stammered when his hand rested on my tummy. Excitement had my heart pounding as the earlier desire from the library resurfaced.

“Mmm, yes. I wonder what would happen if all I did was kiss you…right…here?” His hand cupped my breast and I nearly lost the ability to stand.

“Why don’t you…ah…try it and find out?”

“Oh baby, I just might take you up on your offer.” Gabriel searched for my hand. He then spun me around as if it were a dance step. “But I don’t think I can control myself for that long.”

I stumbled against him. Placing my hands on his wide chest, I looked up to see the playful grin. “You’re quite good on your feet, Gordon.”

“And you’re a bit clumsy. That’s okay, Adams. You can always stand on my feet in the future and let me take care of it.”

“You’re so sweet,” I drawled sarcastically.

“So glad you’re finally seeing that!” Gabriel parried.

I grinned, never imagining there’d be this kind of teasing and laughter before my first time but very happy for it. I spent so much time being serious as a matter of being; it was good to know I was capable of other reactions.

Impulsive, I arched up and kissed his chin. “You make me happy!”

Gaiety left Gabriel’s expression. I pulled away, uncertain of what I had said to change his mood. Gabriel immediately pulled me back to him. “I’m lost,” he murmured while cupping my face. At the first touch of his lips, I went under a haze of sensuality.

Somehow our clothes slipped off to lie in the same pile on the floor. When he held me at arms distance to study my naked body, I turned my thigh in a maidenly attempt to cover my mound.

Gabriel shook his head. “Don’t do that, Emma. I want to see you.”

How could I deny him, especially when he gazed at me as if I were the most precious, beautiful creature he’d ever seen? I stood there proudly, secure in the knowledge I had nothing to be shy about.

Soon we were lying side by side in his bed. I’d never rested on sheets so soft nor had I ever had the pleasure of a beautiful angel by my side kissing me as if I were the very air he needed to breathe.

Gabriel eventually broke off our kissing to ask, “This is your first time, right?”

“No. I’ve had sex with lots of guys. I just never kissed them to have something special for later.” I slapped him on the arm. “That was for you, big guy, and you’re welcome.” I nearly burst out loud with laughter at Gabriel’s expression.

“Emma, please tell me you’re joking.”

I couldn’t let this one go. I was having too much fun. “What? You can have a legion of exes and I can’t?”

He dropped his gaze and muttered, “Of course not.” There was a definite pout on his face, making him look like a grumpy angel.