4. A Date with Gabriel

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Hey, how you been? Long day, huh? You're looking a bit tired, but still so beautiful.

How do you do that? Here, let me take your coat. That's it.

Oh, you're so tense. Well, I got just the thing for you. Let me take care of you tonight.

I won't allow you to feel this way. Come on, follow me. I have a treat for you.

I take your hand and guide you through the living room. Moonlighting setting the tone right from the start. Scented candles of your favorite kind light up the room.

The soothing music is a nice touch, I think. Something to quiet the stressful thoughts of the day. I invite you to just give in to relaxation.

We cross through the bedroom doorway and there are more candles in here. They're light dancing across the walls and reflecting in the mirror above the long dresser. I've spread a soft blanket across the bed with a small bolster pillow for a headrest.

On the nightstand is a chilled bottle of mineral water and two crystal glasses. I hold both of your hands in mine now and pause just to look at you. You're stunning, as always.

Every time I get to see you like this, I take a moment to appreciate how lucky I am to be the one who gets to be with you, to help you unwind. But it's time for you to get comfortable, don't you think? May I help you out of those work clothes? As I unbutton your blouse, I gently kiss the back of your neck and whisper in your ear, I can't wait to make you feel good, relaxed, and give you the pleasure you deserve.

I remove the rest of your clothing and then step aside to invite you over to the bed. I'll begin with your upper and lower back, okay? All I need you to do is take deep breaths, get in touch with yourself and just relax.

You lay down on the bed and arrange yourself into a comfortable position. I can't help but admire the shape of your body. I can't wait to start pleasing you.

I prepare the almond oil by applying it to my hands first and rubbing them together until they are warm. Are you ready? Remember, don't forget to tell me if you feel any discomfort.

Good. Let's begin. I glide both of my hands from your lower back upwards over your muscles to your shoulders and neck until your skin is gleaming with oil.

I can already feel the electricity shooting through my body as well. Then I move to your feet, apply more oil, and then slide my warm hands up from your soles along the length of your calves and thighs and over the round curves of your ass. Just with simple caresses at this time, I don't want to jump the gun, but believe me, it takes everything in me to exercise such restraint.

Your body is fully oiled up now and it glistens in the candlelight. You lie before me like an ancient goddess waiting to be served and I have no greater desire than to please you. I move up so that I'm standing at your head and begin to massage your neck in earnest now, paying careful attention to every tense muscle, coaxing each knot to relax as I work my way down to your lower back.

There, with my thumbs, I knead your skin and you exhale with a sigh, giving into the devotion I am offering. You are moaning softly now and I have to bite my lip in order not to follow suit and give myself away in the act. How does this feel? Good? Every passing minute is like an increased battle of willpower.

When your back is fully relaxed, I move to the foot of the bed and start massaging your feet, pressing into your arch with my thumb, working the pressure points. Inch by inch, I start working up your legs. Your soft moans grow louder and more insistent.

You spread your legs ever so slightly and I begin to lose my composure. My heart races, but I do my best to keep the build-up growing steadily. As I stroke your legs, I can feel myself getting hard.

My hands between your thighs, kneading, caressing up toward the crevasse between your legs. I can feel the damp heat so close to my fingers as your back arches almost imperceptibly to allow me in. But I love teasing you so much that I stop in my tracks and step aside to pour myself a glass of sparkling water.

The energy in the room is as effervescent as the tiny bubbles I swallow in a leisurely sip. Would you please lay on your back now? As you turn over, I can see you taking in my state of arousal.

You smile. I take another drink. You reach for me without a word and begin to massage my cock.

I feel a rush, but oh baby, I'd love to. I'd love to, but please allow me. Tonight's about you.

I take your hand and mine and kiss it. Then, gently lay it down at your side. Once again, I rub the oil in my hands and this time spread it slowly to the front of your body.

I begin at the shoulders, then slide down, caressing each beautiful breast. I squeeze your nipples ever so slightly, but keep working down to your stomach, your hips, your legs. With each teasing graze, each slow, deep stroke, you reward my touch with a smile and a low moan.

You like that, huh? Right there? I'm tempted to kiss every part of your body, but I return to your feet instead.

This time, I take hold of you from behind your knees and pull you closer to the edge. You let out a tiny gasp and giggle, and I love it. I continue to massage you slowly up your thighs until I once again reach your pussy, and this time, I can't bear to tease you.

May I? Thank you. Thank you.

You feel so good. So slippery wet as I rub in soft, circular motions on your clit with my thumb. Your hips begin to rock, gently at first, and then with more abandon as your breathing gets deeper and faster.

I start tapping ever so slightly and match the rhythm to your movements. You are so beautiful like this. So fucking hot.

I enter you with my fingers, curling them upwards in long strokes as I drop to my knees and take your clit into my hot mouth. Oh, you taste so good. You're so swollen and delicious on my tongue.

You lock your heels behind my neck and pull me closer to you. There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be right now than here. My tongue is splayed wide and soft, undulating against your clit while I tease your G-spot with my fingers.

At this point, I'm yours to ride however you please. I'm here only to savor you, to worship you. Locked into place by your legs as you writhe up and down, up and down.

You grab my hair with both hands and begin to shake, your moans growing louder and louder. Oh, please, yes, come for me, baby. Let it all go.

Yes! Your whole body tenses up and you clench me even tighter. I catch my breath as you quiver and gasp.

The candlelight dances on your gleaming skin as the ripples of pleasure roll over you in subsiding waves. When your breathing has returned to its normal pace, you open your eyes and see me smiling up at you. Here, drink, I say, offering you a glass of cool sparkling water.

You must be thirsty after all that release. I watch you for just a moment longer, then kiss you gently on the forehead before turning away. Let me go get you a robe.