Gabriela stepped out of the warm bath, wrapping herself in a plush towel. The evening air was cool, but she was feeling warm and fuzzy inside. She began rummaging through her wardrobe, humming along to the soft music playing in the background. That's when she spotted it – the green lingerie Miguel had gifted her long ago in college.
"Wear this whenever you want me to make love to you." She chuckled shyly, blushing as she wore the lingerie, his husky voice playing in her head.
After applying her favorite body lotion and locking up the house, Gabriela settled into her cozy bed, ready for a relaxing movie night. Just as she hit play, her phone rang. A smile spread across her face as she saw Miguel's name on the screen.
"Hey, love," she answered, her voice soft and sultry.
"Hey, beautiful. How is the night going?" Miguel's voice was like a gentle caress.
"It's been good. Just about to watch a movie. You?" Gabriela replied, her heart beating a little faster.
"I'm outside your house," he said, making her sit up straight.
Gabriela's eyes widened. "What? Why?"
Miguel chuckled. "Just wanted to surprise you. Can I come in?"
"Uh, okay... I'm coming," she stuttered, scrambling off the bed. She tied a towel on her lingerie and a towel around her head, hoping to look presentable.
As she heard the impatient knock, she rushed to the door and swung it open. And gasped.
The towel fell to the floor.
His head was bruised.
She pulled him in and they sat.
"What happened to you?"
"I hit my head." He replied, sounding casual.
"How? Doesn't it hurt?" She touched it and he flinched.
"It does hurt..." Gabriela mumbled.
"Tell me the truth. What really happened?" Miguel wasn't concentrating.
He didn't hear what she was saying.
All he saw were the lingerie's design cupping and adorning her boobs.
"Miguel? Hello??" She waved her hand at his face dramatically.
"Huh?"
"Did you hit your head or something else happened?"
"I told you I hit my head already so why are you asking me again? You ask too many questions, lady."
"I'm sorry. I'm just concerned about you. And it doesn't seem like you're concerned about me." Gabriela rolled her eyes.
"Why do you think so?" He asked, his eyes narrowing down.
"Because you didn't even ask how I am...you've been staring at..." Gabriela realized what was going on with him.
She chuckled.
She stared down at her lap.
"You're so..." Gabriela chuckled again.
"Unbelievable."
She didn't even realize how nervous she was.
Her chest was heaving and a strange sensation she couldn't explain washed over her.
Miguel's eyes bored into her soul and his gaze fixed, like he was studying something interesting.
His girlfriend was gorgeous.
He lifted her chin with a finger to look at him.
"Does this mean you're ready?" His icy voice gave her chills.
"R..ready? I don't understand...what do you mean?"
"Do I have to spell it out for you?" The air left her lungs.
She saw hunger in Miguel's eyes and her breath hitched when she felt him leaning closer.
She was dying of anticipation.
Her nostrils filled with his intoxicating scent and he welcomed her lips.
She felt cold and electric at the same time as he wet her lips and filled her with his tongue.
Her nipples tightened and her toes wiggled, his caresses giving her a cute turn-on.
His lips left hers and went down to her neck, making her moan with desire.
Her fingers were buried in his hair and before she knew it, she was swept off her feet.
He lifted her upstairs, one step after another to her room.
Gabriela's eyes were shut, blushing and Miguel was dazed but immensely hard, her boobs bouncing at each movement.
He wanted to be inside of her already.
He pushed the door impatiently and threw her on the bed slightly.
Her eyes widened when she saw him stripping so fast.
"Miguel!" She half yelled.
"Babe, what's wrong?"
"What are you doing?" Her voice sounded fearful and Miguel laughed.
"I'm about to fuck all of your senses out." Gabriela's face was tomato red.
His voice was undeniably hot.
"W..what do you mean?" She could hear herself, trembling.
Miguel laughed and leaned over her, their faces close.
"Gabriela.... it's been years. Do you know how long I've wanted this? I've been waiting for the right moment and plus, this is all your fault. You know I go crazy whenever you're like this. You don't wanna know how hard I am right now. So hard that I might just..."
The look on Gabriela's face stopped him from continuing.
She was so scared.
"Don't tell me it's your first time, Gaby."
"Yeah, it is." He pulled back and sat.
"What?!"
Gabriela sat up too.
"I asked if you were ready earlier. I thought you were just trying to play me with your words." He didn't get a response.
"So it really is your first time." Gabriela nodded innocently.
"And I can't be having it this way...you're rushing." He smiled at how calmly and softly she put it.
"It looks like you'll need lessons." Gabriela blushed even more.
"Lessons?"
"Yup. I won't rush."
"I don't want to believe that."
"Look at me, Gabriela. Are you seriously shy right now? I thought you were the queen of all seductresses."
"I really can't believe it's your first time." Gabriela still couldn't look at him.
He proceeded to take off his shirt and Gabriela shivered when he leaned close.
She laid down, her eyes traveling to his torso.
He was the most carefully carved person she had ever seen.
She badly wanted to touch him and Miguel also began to notice the craving in her eyes.
She pulled him close to herself and pressed her lips on his.
Miguel held her neck possessively and her fist grabbed the sheets when his warm tongue brushed hers again.
He broke the kiss and stared at her.
She wasn't that nervous anymore.
"How was that?" She nodded a little.
"Do you want me to..?" His fingers touched her cleavage and her heart pounded.
He could feel her inviting nipples.
"C..can you do me a favor and turn off the lights?" Miguel gasped.
"What?" He was puzzled.
"You don't want me to see you?"
"No. I can't bear it, please turn off the lights, I'm begging you."
"Good girl. Beg me." He bit his lip and Gabriela couldn't explain what happened to her that moment.
"I'm gonna cry. Turn off the lights now. And stop what you're doing." His fingers were tracing her breasts and he was already imagining them in his mouth.
Her shyness was making his shaft harder.
"Beg me, Gabriela."
"Please. Turn off the lights. Please."
"You'll have to get used to this. Should I stop?" He attempted to tear the lingerie.
"D-don't stop. Just turn off the lights. It won't cost you much."
"If I have to turn off the lights, then I'll stop. Aren't you comfortable with me?"
"No, that's not true. Of course I'm comfortable with you. I'm just scared."
"What are you scared of? That I might be recording this?"
"No, no, no. That's not what I think. I can't explain. I just want you to do as I say now. Then I'll do whatever you want later. Turn off the lights."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yeah."
"Then all I want to hear are your moans. Got it?"
"Okay.." Her voice was more like a breath than a word.
"You're a brave girl, right? Then put your bravery into this."
The next thing was the lingerie ripping and her exposed boobs.
Miguel's eyes were filled with desire.
"You're... breathtaking, Gabriela Flores." He confessed.
Miguel's tongue appreciated the beauty of her tits.
He heard her moan again and this time, he was happy she was finally responding.
He suckled, touched, licked and ravaged her.
The feeling of desperation overwhelmed Gabriela.
Gabriela was amazed.
He sure knew how to turn on a woman, so well.
She caressed his chest, her fingers warm on him. They went down to his abs and he felt her studying each one like it was her favorite thing.
When her hands stopped at his pants, he bit her nipple hard and she gave a loud gasp.
She could see his sex poking and she wondered what kind of effect her body had on him.
He planted kisses on her belly and his hand on her panty made her nearly scream.
"What are you doing?"
"You've asked that question like a million times already, Gabriela."
"Please don't."
"Then where's the fun if I don't?"
She didn't reply.
"Or...do you want it in your mouth?" Gabriela felt so embarrassed.
How was a man making her feel this way?
"No!"
"You're a bad girl, Gabriela. I know you are. You're just tensed." He was right.
She was really a bad girl.
She had imagined herself taking the lead whenever it was time for them to make love.
But now, it wasn't as easy as she thought.
She trusted and loved him so much.
She hated the way she was making him feel.
Like he wasn't worthy of claiming her.
She didn't want to ruin this night.
He was already treating her so wonderfully.
"Go on." He was surprised to see how wet she was.
She touched his zipper and his hardness twitched.
She pulled it down slowly, her fingers teasing him.
"That's it, girl."
Her lips parted.
She was seeing Miguel, for the first time, so large, hard and strong.
She had never been this awestruck.
When her eyes traveled back to his face, his wink wiped everything off her brain.
Her fingers stroked it and Miguel felt them moving and teasing him.
His muscles were tensed and Gabriela's thumb squeezed the tip of his length.
"Fuck, Gaby!" He blurted out.
She lost it when his hand found her hole.
He was becoming too hard for her and her fingers went back to his neck and head, pulling him closer to herself and their bodies collided, their heart beats rhythmic.
"Miguel!" He had shot his finger into her and he enjoyed seeing her look so sexy when his finger went in and out of her.
She was groaning, humming and moaning at the same time.
She didn't realize when he spread her legs and went in with a powerful thrust.
Gabriela's loud cry shook the entire room.
She felt electrocuted, the thrusts hitting her places unknown.
He started slowly then went faster, harder and deeper.
Her thighs were aching, she was in so much pain but didn't want him to stop.
She was swearing and saying words she had no idea about.
This was sweeter to watch than any of his guilty pleasures.
Gabriela was looking so shameless right now.
She groaned and bit her lip so hard, it started bleeding.
"Stop biting your lip, Gabriela. I want you to keep moaning for me till you're out of breath."
"I'm....I think I'm too loud and I might wake the neighbors..." She was panting. Miguel laughed.
"You don't know how you look right now. Like a disaster." She felt seeds from him going straight into her womb and that drove her crazy.
He took his shaft out and buried his tongue in her wetness.
Her sight blurred when she felt him teasing, swirling and crazily licking her.
He looked up at her face.
Gosh, this girl would be the end of him.
She didn't expect him to hover over her.
Her anticipation lasted only seconds, his tip touched her hole and he entered again.
Gabriela shouted insanely, calling him names and swearing so loud that Miguel's length was going way too deep.
It was too late for her to say anything.
Her walls throbbed and her squirm was a delight.
"Do you want me to stop now? You look exhausted already." Miguel brushed a strand of hair from her face.
"No..please...I want more...I seriously want more.." The words came out freely.
Miguel smirked.
"Really? You must be enjoying this then."
"So much..." She replied impatiently.
"Are you sure you wanna continue this?"
"Please, Miguel!" She yelled.
"That's right. That's a good girl. I love it when you beg me." His thrusts after that made her shatter inside.
The dirty words she blurted out.
The swears and curses - Miguel was best at taking a woman to heights untold.
She didn't understand her own phrases and statements.
She had never spoken in the language she was using to express her feelings.
Miguel was mesmerized.
He had never seen anything this alluring.
"So....how has it been at Flores Corp?"
He got a chilly moan instead of a reply.
"Gabriela??"
"It's been...it's been hectic. But we've been trying to - " She cried out sharply when he hit her walls again.
"We've been trying to put things together for a successful partnership with - Fuck!!!" She exclaimed.
"We've been doing our best to successfully sign with Xander Corporation. And I'm glad things are working out as we planned.." She choked out.
"Damien and Michelle's wedding is in a few weeks." Miguel told her.
"Really? That's...oh..such great news..I can't wait to - " She let out a shriek and was panting heavily.
"I can't speak anymore...fuck, my lips hurt." Miguel laughed at her.
His lips found hers again and he kissed her passionately, the taste of her blood mixing with the sweetness of her lips.
"I'm the luckiest, babe, that you belong to me." Gabriela nodded slowly.
She was too tired to form words.
"You brought this upon yourself, beautiful."
She opened her mouth to speak but she still couldn't.
"You look like you undergoed a surgery." Gabriela smiled uniquely, her fatiqued eyes locking with the sparkle in his own.
After one thousand eternities of silence, Gabriela finally spoke.
"You've killed me." He chuckled.
"What? You're hilarious." Miguel couldn't control his laughter.
"This isn't funny."
"Of course it is. Well, I enjoyed every bit of you. Seeing you and hearing you beg me and needing me so badly - it really satisfied me. Nothing more could have. Although, I don't do virgins - " Gabriela's eyes widened.
"Really?"
"You're inexperienced. But it didn't feel like it. It's the best night of my life, Gabriela. The night I get to see how vulnerable you really are."
"Did I do well?"
"You did so well, Gabriela Flores." She heaved a relief sigh and gave a broader smile.
"So I have a question for you. Why don't you do virgins?"
"That's easy. Simply because I don't like taking things gentle with girls. Like how I made it less stressful for you."
"Less stressful, yeah right." She replied sarcastically, her eyes shut to sleep.