the length. She liked how he grew
harder in her hand. She put her lips to the head and heard Gabe hiss in a breath. Smiling, she ran her tongue under the rim of the head, and
then slowly down the length. Gabe groaned. Feeling powerful and in control,
Emma put her mouth completely over him, and sucked.
“Christ!”
Gabe’s hands tightened in her hair.
Feeling
daring and emp owered, Emma slid her mouth up and down
his length, taking him in as deep as she could. Her hand slid down to cup his
balls. Gabe’s hips began to move up and down in rhythm with her mouth. When she
slid him from her mouth and lingered at the tip to run her tongue around it again, Gabe jackknifed up, and grabbed
her.
“You
have to stop, Emma…now,” Gabe groaned as he reached under her arms and pulled
her up over his chest. He was breathing hard, his chest rising and falling fast
against her breasts. Emma kisse d his lips, reached
down, wrapped her hand around him, and slid her body down over him. Firmly
seated on him, she rocked her hips and soon Gabe moved his hips into hers too.
He put his thumb on her clitoris and the sensation sent her over the edge. She
cri ed out his name and collapsed onto his chest. Gabe
kept pumping until his orgasm shook his entire body. She pushed against his
chest and looked down at him. She smiled in satisfaction.
“Now I
need another bath.” She laughed as she climbed off him to lie ne xt to him, her fingers trailing through the hair on his
chest.
“I need
a nap.” Gabe yawned.
Emma
swatted at him and left him to take a quick shower. She loved him so much that
at times like this, it was easy to believe he loved her too, but she knew he
did n’t. He’d never said the words, not once. She
could only pray, one day he would.
The next
day, Emma met Olivia at the diner for lunch. After she settled into the booth,
she glanced around and almost gasped when she spotted the man from the other
day who ha d made her feel nervous.
“Are you
all right? You’ve gone white as a sheet,” Olivia said leaning over and touching
her hand in concern.
Emma
looked at her and spoke in a low voice. “There’s a man in the back who was here
before and he keeps staring at me. H e gives me the
heebie-jeebies.”
Olivia
immediately looked around the restaurant until her eyes landed on him.
Frowning, she turned back to Emma. “He looks familiar.” Emma nodded and was
about to say something when Becca stopped at their table.
“I
thought I recognized your cars,” she said smiling but
it faded when she saw the looks on their faces. “What’s wrong? Are you all
right, Emma?”
“Please
sit down beside me for a minute,” Emma said patting the seat next to her. Becca slid into the booth alongside
her. “See the man in the back at the table by
himself? He keeps watching me and it’s giving me the creeps. Liv thinks he
looks familiar. Do you know him?”
Emma
waited as Becca glanced around. Her sudden gasp
confirmed she’d seen him. “Oh my God, he kind of loo ks like Steve,” Becca whispered.
Olivia
gasped. “That’s it! That’s exactly who he looks like.” She turned to look at
him again, but then turned back around. “He’s not paying any attention to you
now, Emma. Maybe you were imagining it.”
She
hoped so but she didn’t believe it was her
imagination. Her appetite now gone, she sat back and looked around. She knew
everyone in the diner except that man. Who was he? Was it coincidence that he
bore a resemblance to Steve? She shivered at the thought he might be relat ed to the man who’d tried to kill Becca . Her gaze involuntarily shifted
back to him. He was looking at her again. She elbowed Becca and gave a slight nod toward the man. This time, Becca saw the man looking at them.
Together, they watched him stand and wal k to the
counter to pay his bill. Without looking their way, he left by the front door.
Emma released a breath just as their server came over and laid down their bill.
“Connie,
do you
harder in her hand. She put her lips to the head and heard Gabe hiss in a breath. Smiling, she ran her tongue under the rim of the head, and
then slowly down the length. Gabe groaned. Feeling powerful and in control,
Emma put her mouth completely over him, and sucked.
“Christ!”
Gabe’s hands tightened in her hair.
Feeling
daring and emp owered, Emma slid her mouth up and down
his length, taking him in as deep as she could. Her hand slid down to cup his
balls. Gabe’s hips began to move up and down in rhythm with her mouth. When she
slid him from her mouth and lingered at the tip to run her tongue around it again, Gabe jackknifed up, and grabbed
her.
“You
have to stop, Emma…now,” Gabe groaned as he reached under her arms and pulled
her up over his chest. He was breathing hard, his chest rising and falling fast
against her breasts. Emma kisse d his lips, reached
down, wrapped her hand around him, and slid her body down over him. Firmly
seated on him, she rocked her hips and soon Gabe moved his hips into hers too.
He put his thumb on her clitoris and the sensation sent her over the edge. She
cri ed out his name and collapsed onto his chest. Gabe
kept pumping until his orgasm shook his entire body. She pushed against his
chest and looked down at him. She smiled in satisfaction.
“Now I
need another bath.” She laughed as she climbed off him to lie ne xt to him, her fingers trailing through the hair on his
chest.
“I need
a nap.” Gabe yawned.
Emma
swatted at him and left him to take a quick shower. She loved him so much that
at times like this, it was easy to believe he loved her too, but she knew he
did n’t. He’d never said the words, not once. She
could only pray, one day he would.
The next
day, Emma met Olivia at the diner for lunch. After she settled into the booth,
she glanced around and almost gasped when she spotted the man from the other
day who ha d made her feel nervous.
“Are you
all right? You’ve gone white as a sheet,” Olivia said leaning over and touching
her hand in concern.
Emma
looked at her and spoke in a low voice. “There’s a man in the back who was here
before and he keeps staring at me. H e gives me the
heebie-jeebies.”
Olivia
immediately looked around the restaurant until her eyes landed on him.
Frowning, she turned back to Emma. “He looks familiar.” Emma nodded and was
about to say something when Becca stopped at their table.
“I
thought I recognized your cars,” she said smiling but
it faded when she saw the looks on their faces. “What’s wrong? Are you all
right, Emma?”
“Please
sit down beside me for a minute,” Emma said patting the seat next to her. Becca slid into the booth alongside
her. “See the man in the back at the table by
himself? He keeps watching me and it’s giving me the creeps. Liv thinks he
looks familiar. Do you know him?”
Emma
waited as Becca glanced around. Her sudden gasp
confirmed she’d seen him. “Oh my God, he kind of loo ks like Steve,” Becca whispered.
Olivia
gasped. “That’s it! That’s exactly who he looks like.” She turned to look at
him again, but then turned back around. “He’s not paying any attention to you
now, Emma. Maybe you were imagining it.”
She
hoped so but she didn’t believe it was her
imagination. Her appetite now gone, she sat back and looked around. She knew
everyone in the diner except that man. Who was he? Was it coincidence that he
bore a resemblance to Steve? She shivered at the thought he might be relat ed to the man who’d tried to kill Becca . Her gaze involuntarily shifted
back to him. He was looking at her again. She elbowed Becca and gave a slight nod toward the man. This time, Becca saw the man looking at them.
Together, they watched him stand and wal k to the
counter to pay his bill. Without looking their way, he left by the front door.
Emma released a breath just as their server came over and laid down their bill.
“Connie,
do you
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