by Daya Daniels
“Lily, do you like it here?” he asked softly.
Helena was different but I wasn’t sure if I liked it.
“It’s okay but I miss the cabin. This place is much busier but it’s nice to have friends here,” I answered honestly.
“Okay,” he said and kissed me on the forehead.
Gabriel had kissed me before but never on the lips. This time I wanted a different kiss. I felt myself pulling towards him ever so slowly. I wanted him. I turned my face, rubbing my cheek against his soft beard, like a cat would, and he let out a light sigh. I moved my lips to his cheek and his mouth parted softly. He sucked in a nervous breath again as he sat there almost waiting to see what I’d do. I had to admit his approach to all of this was sly, cunning, patient. I pressed my nose into his and sucked on his top lip, breathing him in. He smelled like the body wash he’d bathed in this morning with a light covering of the woodsy scent of sawdust. He shifted his weight on the bed causing it to creak and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, sliding his hands up my back. He was strong. His two hands engulfed my waist with his fingers overlapping in the middle. He took a good look at me while I listened to his breathing. A small smile turned up at the corners of his mouth, right before I leaned in and kissed him again. I pressed my lips against his firmly, sliding my tongue in, asking him to let it explore his mouth. He tasted sweet like he’d just finished eating a candy.
He moaned and cupped the back of my head with his hands, turning my hair into a tangled mess, deepening the kiss. He pulled my hips down hard against him and grunted. The mound of my pussy rubbed against the ridge of his cock through his jeans. He was hard and I was horny. He unsnapped my bra and removed the shirt and the bra off slowly together. I was bare from the waist up, allowing him to take in the sight of my heaving breasts and hard nipples. He ran his fingers over my skin and I didn’t think a man could touch me so good. It was soft but firm, telling me he knew what he was doing, even though he was still holding back.
I listened to his breathing as he ran his fingers over my breasts, squeezing each one with a sigh. I met his eyes again when he shifted on the edge of the bed. He snatched me, pulling me towards him, burying his face in between my breasts while I ran my hands through his soft hair that smelled like some manly shampoo—herbal and woodsy, fresh. The feeling of his hair as it dusted over my skin caused it to prickle. When he took one of my nipples into his mouth and sucked, I yelped as the feeling shot straight to my clit, making my pussy throb.
I wanted this man but I just didn’t know how. I knew he would fuck me good when I finally got the balls to let him do it.
When he released his wet mouth from the hardened bud, it made a loud popping noise. I moaned and he moved to the other, leaving them both wet when he released his lips slowly, teasing them. He stood up from the bed and turned me around, pulling me into his lap, allowing me to feel how hard he was as it prodded into my ass. He brought his arms around to my front, unzipping my jeans, breathing heavily against the shell of my ear. A loud whimper spilled from my mouth when he ran his hands over the skin on my stomach and slid his large hand slowly into my panties. His fingers delved into my seam, feeling me and grazing over my clit until he reached my wet slit. He rubbed and massaged my clit, forcing me to choke back a moan at the sensation that felt so fucking good.
“You’re wet,” he whispered into my ear as I writhed in his lap. “Soaking wet. Lily, may I?” he asked, running his tongue along my ear and down my neck.
I wasn’t sure what Gabriel was asking me but I nodded anyway, unable to control my breathing.
“Yeah?” he said panting.
“Yes.”
He planted firm kisses along my shoulder and he leaned me forward, rubbing my clit harder.
“I want to eat your pussy. Please let me.” I was gasping for air. I wanted to let him but I never let a man put his tongue down there before.
He turned me around to face him. He was licking his lips and thrusting his tongue out at me.
“Please let me,” he said again.
I nodded. “Gabriel, I’ve never let anyone do this to me, Gabriel. I—”
“What?” He gave me an incredulous look, cutting me off.
He pulled down my jeans and I slipped my feet out of them. He stroked his cock through his jeans while a pained expression colored his face. He sat me on the edge of the bed and knelt in front of me, slowly allowing me to observe his every move. His warm lips continued to ravage my mouth and breasts, leaving my skin coated in his saliva. Slowly, he pulled my pink panties off and shoved them into the pocket of his denim jeans. I sucked in a breath of air when he tugged me towards him again in one hard pull and dipped his face into my pussy.
“Gabriel, I—” He pushed me back lightly to lie down.
“Lily, you will enjoy it, don’t worry.”
Gabriel placed his mouth at the top of my pussy sucking my clit firmly. I made a loud whimper and spat out some expletives. I grabbed the sheets to steady myself. I wasn’t sure if I could handle what he was about to do to me. Gabriel’s mouth was hot. He was relentless with his tongue, moving it up and down my folds firmly and then back up to suck on my clit again.
I could only whimper while his tongue was on me. I couldn’t speak. I don’t think I could even remember my own fucking name at that very moment, if someone asked me. With each stroke of his tongue, I tried to sit up partway. Each time Gabriel pressed me back down and chuckled lightly, his warm breath tickling the inside of my thigh. I wasn’t sure at first if I was trying to pull away from him or encourage him to keep going. With every lick, stroke, and suck, I opened my legs wider wanting more. I couldn’t help it. My stomach muscles clenched and my thighs quivered. Gabriel stopped for a moment and came up to my breasts sucking each taut nipple hard.
“Talk to me,” he said again. “Good?”
“Yessss.” I barely heard myself say the words.
“I love the taste of your pussy, Lily. I could eat this all day,” he said with a smirk and a glistening face.
A shiver ran through me at his filthy words.
He ran his tongue along my outer lips, drawing each one into his mouth slowly, sliding his tongue in my slit gently and then back up to my clit to suck again. He repeated the movement, fucking me with his tongue. Gabriel rocked my hips forward and slid his wet tongue from my pussy down along the seam of my ass, sucking hard once he got to the tight bud. I whimpered loudly. I could feel the vibration of Gabriel laughing against my skin. I was losing myself. The sensation was life-altering. The bedroom was quiet except for the loud squishy sound of my wetness, Gabriel’s warm tongue lapping against me, and our heavy breathing.
Gabriel opened his mouth letting my juices trickle down his throat and swallowed. He backed away from me for a moment, taking in the sight of me sprawled and begging for it in front of him. His beard was wet and his full lips had darkened. I opened my legs even wider while Gabriel kissed the inside of my thighs, first the left and then the right. I whimpered again and exhaled, holding on to the back of his neck with both of my hands. He smirked at me before he dove in again pressing his nose and mouth against me. He sucked my entire pussy into his mouth in one long slow draw, turning his head slightly sideways. Then he backed away for a moment and did it again. This time even firmer. I was going to come. There was no way I could stop it.
I grabbed Gabriel’s hair pushing him to keep going. He moved his tongue back over my clit in long strokes, sucking firmly in between. I exploded, sitting up partly, panting like an animal. He met my eyes to watch me come undone, screaming and panting for air when my pussy clenched and throbbed at the mercy of his skilled tongue.
I lay there for a moment against the cool sheets, sweaty, out of breath and dazed. Gabriel pushed up from the floor and helped me to stand. This was so intimate. I couldn’t believe he’d wanted to do this to me. He wrapped his strong arms around me and it couldn’t have made me feel any more special, the way he held me while I rested my face against his chest.
I wondered what I tasted like until Gabriel leaned down to kiss me hard, sliding his tongue in my mouth, entwining with mine. He pulled back and laughed at my shocked expression. Then he smiled.
“I’ll do that whenever you want me to,” he said squeezing my ass.
I was naked, while he was fully clothed.
“I should shower,” I said shakily.
“No time. We should get to Abigail and Jacob’s for dinner. We’re going to be late.”
It was after six o’clock. We were late for dinner. As soon as we arrived, I handed Jacob the bottle of red Pinot Noir wine that Gabriel and I hand selected that morning from the wine cellar when we arrived.
“I thought it was only going to be the four of us, Jacob. Who are the rest of these people?” Gabriel asked shooting Jacob an annoyed look.
“Bear, no worries. It’s only one other couple, Abigail’s friend Madison and her sister. And Miles is here. I’ll introduce you and Lily to everyone,” Jacob said.
“What is Cynthia doing here?” Gabriel asked Jacob.
Jacob simply shrugged his shoulders. Abigail gave everyone the signal that dinner was ready and we headed toward the dining room.
“Lily, I’m sorry. If I’d known all these extra people were coming, I’d have had us sit this dinner out,” Gabriel whispered to me passing me a glass of white wine.
I spotted Madison and grimaced. She wasn’t exactly one of my favorite people. I wasn’t sure if I had the energy to deal with her tonight. I’d only met her once so far and personally that was enough for me. Gabriel headed outside on the porch to talk to Jacob. As I rounded the corner to the dining room I spotted Miles, holding a beer and making his way to stand next to Madison. They stood together for a while smiling and leaning into each other, making chit chat. It was clear from their body language that they were now dating. Miles moves fast. He’d only just asked me out a few days ago.
“Hello, Lily,” Miles said flashing that million-dollar smile of his, holding up his beer in cheers to my wine glass.
Madison didn’t speak, only gave me a nod. She stood next to a woman with long straight sandy-brown hair and green eyes. Her breasts were spilling over the top of the tight magenta cocktail dress that she wore. Abigail introduced me to her. She was Cynthia, Madison’s younger sister, and to the other couple, Ben who worked for Abigail at her veterinarian practice and Lisa his wife. Ben and Lisa had two five-year-old boys and lived in the neighboring county.
Abigail had dinner put out on a buffet table. It looked delicious. A mix of steak, venison, and fried chicken with a variety of side dishes and vegetables.
“Help yourselves, guys. The dinner table is set,” Abigail said.
“What did you do with the goods?” Abigail asked, nudging an arm into my side while she scooped a heap of potato salad onto her plate. I laughed.
“I haven’t put them on yet but they’re pretty.”
Abigail gave me a sideways look. “Why are you and Gabriel late?” she asked. “We got back over two hours ago. You still have on the same clothes so I know you weren’t spending time trying to get dressed up for this dinner. It’s casual,” she said.
“If it’s casual then why is Cynthia dressed like that then?” Abigail cringed.
“I didn’t know she was coming. Madison just showed up with her. It’s a little cold to be wearing a cocktail dress…but you still didn’t answer my question, Lily.” She giggled.
I shook my head in irritation and forked a piece of steak onto my plate. I made my way to the circular table in the dining room after selecting from the buffet of food. The dining room overlooked where the horses would graze on the ranch in the warmer weather. At the moment, there was only white snow piled high to about two feet.
Abigail had the table decorated beautifully with cream place settings and a vase that sat in the middle holding ivory and red tulips.
I glanced out of the window and could see Cynthia walking towards Gabriel on the deck, holding an extra beer. She had a plush tan winter coat draped over her shoulders. A color that was no doubt selected to match her hair. I plopped down at the table and slowly unfolded my napkin, placing it in my lap watching them for a few minutes. The clank of a bottle against glass caught my attention and I turned quickly and met Jacob’s eyes. He smiled. Jacob had been observing me carefully watching Gabriel and Cynthia through the large window. He casually continued pouring wine into each of the red and white wine glasses above the dinner plates on the table.
“Lily, I wouldn’t worry about her,” he said giving me a kind smile.
I sheepishly went back to fiddling with the napkin in my lap. Cynthia was flirty and touchy feely when I watched her with Gabriel. I wasn’t prepared for how I felt at that moment, watching her interact with Gabriel, but it made me feel small. She was beautiful and I was banged up. That’s how I felt anyway.
Cynthia had the longest legs for miles and I knew she would be willing to have sex with Gabriel again, if given the chance. All he had to do was to say the words.
“You haven’t been by the stables to check on Winnie,” Miles said, his voice breaking my insecure thoughts.
“I’ll come next week,” I replied quietly.
“You look really beautiful, Lily,” Miles complimented.
I was wearing a dark green scoop neck sweater, jeans and boots. The outfit wasn’t
anything compared to the thin cocktail dress that Cynthia was wearing in eighteen-degree temperatures.
Gabriel returned inside and sat at the dining room table. He gave Miles a quick
glance and smiled as he put a hand on my thigh. I didn’t want him to remove it but the public display of affection made me blush.
Cynthia sat next to Gabriel and observed the gesture with a curious look.
“How long have you been in Helena?” Lisa asked me.
“Just a few months,” I replied to her.
I could hear Cynthia speaking quietly to Gabriel who sat at the left of me. It was a side conversation that didn’t include the rest of us and I struggled to hear what she was saying. I placed my hand over Gabriel’s under the table.
“Bear, how is it being down here so far?” Madison asked, smiling over her glass of wine.
“It’s been good,” Gabriel said.
“Lily tells me you’re just friends?” Madison blurted out.
He slammed his beer back down on the table after taking a gulp with a little more force than necessary and took a shallow breath. Madison glared at Cynthia who then spoke.
“Bear, maybe if you have some free time next week, I could show you some new spots around town. We could get a drink maybe if that’s okay?” Cynthia asked placing a hand on his arm.
Miles smirked across the table looking directly at me. I focused on the silverware in my dinner plate.
“I came down here to work, so I’m busy most of the time with Jacob at the sawmill. We only usually have Friday afternoons free,” Gabriel said.
Another vague Gabriel response I thought. Did he just say yes or no?
“Well, good. I’ll check with you next week,” Cynthia said smiling.
Abigail looked up from her dinner plate and directly at me. Jacob continued to eat his food with one hand, while rubbing Abigail’s belly with the other.
“Miles, are you still in charge of the herding times at the ranch?” Gabriel asked.
“Yeah, me. I set them,” Miles answered.
He nodded slowly, looking him over.
“I have to go down to Texas at the end of the week to look at some more cattle,” Miles said getting Jacob’s attention. “I’ll likely leave on Thursday.”
Jacob sat up straight in his chair reaching for his glass of wine, nodding his head.
“Lily, how are you enjoying Helena so far?” Jacob asked.
“It’s been good. I like Helena. It has a nice small-town feel to it. Everyone is quite friendly. There’s a good bit to do here as well.”
“So, when do you plan on going back to Nebraska or Idaho or wh
erever you’re from?” Cynthia asked.
“She’s not,” Gabriel quipped.
Lisa patted Ben on the shoulder while she got up from her chair. “I’m sorry, guys, but we weren’t planning on tonight being a late one,” she said.
“Yeah and I have exams in the morning,” Ben said following her lead. “So, we are going to call it a night,” he said to everyone. “Thank you for everything, guys.”
It was just after ten o’clock. Ben and Lisa left the table and Jacob and Abigail then followed them to the kitchen to see them out. Jacob grabbed Gabriel’s shoulder and squeezed as he passed by the two of us. Jacob returned with another bottle of red wine which he poured into the remaining glasses left on the table and left for the kitchen again glancing at us behind him. Gabriel smiled and looked over to me and ran his hands through my hair. He looked sexy in his black mock neck cashmere sweater and jeans. His hair fell slightly over the collar of it. He didn’t smile throughout much of dinner but when he looked over to me, his mouth quirked up a bit giving me a small grin. His gaze lingered on me for a while, leaving me unsure of what to make of it.
“Gabriel,” Cynthia said shoving her arm towards him, holding a yellow piece of paper.
“This is my number,” Cynthia said giving me a smirk and a wave goodnight.
When everyone left the table, Gabriel leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. He hadn’t washed his face from our earlier activity. The scent of it. My scent was still there, all over his face. It was all over his lips and in his beard. I gasped and whacked him on the leg.
“You’re disgusting,” I huffed out.
Gabriel smirked at me. “I’m never washing it off.”
We decided to take a slow walk back to the cottage after dinner, despite the chill. The air outside was refreshing.