Chapter 829: Horny Gabriela 2

[Y-yes...]

She repeated it like a mantra, her voice trembling in her own mind.

[I’m just helping... That’s all... That’s all this is...!]

Her eyes lingered on the bulge, her mind flooding with images—of what it would look like, of what it would feel like, of how it would stretch her, fill her in ways she hadn’t been filled in years. The shame was crushing, but the need was stronger, her body betraying her with every passing second.

[B-but what if he wakes up...?]

Her thoughts spiraled, her heart racing.

[What if he catches me...? Oh God... What would he think of me...?]

Her fingers clenched the sheets, her mind torn between desire and disgrace.

[I need to think of something...]

Gabriela’s thoughts were frantic, her mind racing as she stared at the bulge in my pants, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. The shame was there, burning hot in her chest, but the need—the hunger—was stronger. She could feel it, the way her pussy ached, the way her body betrayed her with every passing second.

[Yeah... this will do...]

Her fingers trembled as she reached out, her touch hesitant at first, barely grazing the fabric over my cock. But then—she committed. Her hand slid down, her fingers hooking into the waistband of my pants, her breath hitching as she pulled.

The fabric gave way, my hard, throbbing cock springing free, slapping against my stomach with a wet sound. Gabriela’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the size of me—thick, veiny, the head already glistening with pre-cum, the sheer length of it making her mind spin.

[OMG! So big...!]

Her thought was a breathless exclamation, her fingers hovering just above my cock, her body trembling with a mix of fear and desire. She’d never seen anything like it—never felt anything like it—and the thought of what it would do to her, how it would stretch her, fill her, made her pussy clench with need.

Her fingers twitched, her mind screaming at her to stop, to think of Diaz, but her body wouldn’t listen. Instead, she reached out, her touch light, exploratory, as she wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

[So hot...]

Her thoughts were a mess of shame and lust, her mind spinning as she felt the heat of me, the pulse of my cock in her hand. She bit her lip, her body aching with need, her pussy dripping as she imagined what it would feel like to have me inside her.

She pulled her hand back, her fingers trembling, her mind racing. But then—she turned, pressing her ass back against me, her bathrobe riding up just enough to expose the curve of her cheek, the shadow of her pussy beneath.

I groaned, the sound low and unconscious, my cock twitching against her ass as I pretended to still be asleep.

[So hot...]

Her thoughts were filthy now, her mind spinning with images—of me behind her, of my cock pushing inside her, of how good it would feel to be filled like that.

She pressed back harder, her ass grinding against my cock, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. The friction was maddening, the heat between us unbearable, and she could feel how wet she was, how ready she was for me.

[I should remove... my bathrobe...]

Her thoughts were wicked now, her mind made up.

[And make it look like an accident...]

She shifted, her fingers trembling as she loosened the tie of her robe, letting it fall open just enough to expose the curve of her breast, the dark nipple already hard, begging for attention. The fabric slipped, revealing the swell of her hips, the shadow of her pussy beneath, the curls already glistening with her arousal.

[Even when Jack wakes up...]

Her thoughts were dark, twisted, her mind already spinning with excuses.

[I can pretend that Jack did everything... He. He...]

She smirked to herself, her body burning with need, her mind already spinning with excuses, with justifications for what she was about to do.

The shame was still there, lurking in the back of her mind, but it was drowning beneath the wave of lust crashing over her.

The way her pussy ached, the way her body betrayed her—it was all too much, and she wanted this. She needed this.

And oh, this was going to be fun.

I chuckled inwardly, my lips curling into a dark smirk. She wanted to put the blame on me—to pretend like I was the one who started this, like I was the one who seduced her. But we both knew the truth. She was already mine before she even realized it.

I felt her hand reach back, her fingers wrapping around my cock, her touch hesitant at first, but then—firm. She aligned it to her pussy, the head pressing against her wet, aching entrance, her breath hitching as she felt how hard I was, how big I was.

But instead of

taking

me inside her, she

rubbed

it—just slightly, her hips

rolling

back against me, her pussy

grinding

against the length of my cock.

[Aaaaah...]

The sound escaped her lips, a soft,

needy

moan, her body

trembling

with desire.

[Aah... Hmmm...]

Her breath came in short, desperate gasps, her fingers

tightening

around my cock as she

rubbed

it against her, the

friction

driving her

wild

. The way her ass

pressed

back against me, the way her pussy

clenched

with need—it was all too much, and she

couldn’t

stop.

[Oh God...]

Her thoughts were a mess of

shame

and

lust

, her mind spinning as she

imagined

what it would feel like to have me

inside

her.

[It’s so

big

... So

hard

...]

She

bit

her lip, her body

aching

with need, her pussy

dripping

as she

ground

against me, her moans growing

louder

, more

desperate

.

[I—I can’t...]

Her thoughts stuttered, her mind racing.

[I can’t

stop

...]

But she didn’t

want

to.

I stayed still, my breathing slow, my body relaxed,

pretending

to be asleep. But I

felt

her—her ass

pressed

against me, her pussy

rubbing

against my cock, her

moans

filling the room. The air between us was

electric

, charged with something

dangerous

, something

filthy

.

And oh, this was only the beginning.