Gabe’s POV
She tried to compose herself, her hair dishevelled, her eyes lustful. I knew she was struggling with this, she wanted it as much as did, I know she did. I wasn’t going to let her wriggle away from me that easily. Not if I could help it.
Not taking my eyes from hers, I carefully placed her into the leather chair, I knelt in front of her, parting her legs so I could nestle between them. She was saying one thing, but her body was telling me another. I quickly turned to the door and locked it, before turning my attention back to the treat before me.
‘Oh Chloe, we can, and we will’ a playful smirk slid across my lips before reached for the waist band of her pyjama bottoms ‘lift that sweet ass of your Chloe, I am going to worship you fine body’
She did as I asked with little hesit
