Chapter 48 Chapter Forty-Eight - Jartre
As I sit on Gabriella’s couch, staring at the TV screen and blinking my eyes to change the channels in rapid succession, I find myself zoning out and reflecting on what a first tonight was for me. I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun. Now that I think about it, I’ve never had this much fun, not once in my whole existence. The fact she drives my libido into a frenzy aside, I feel light when I’m with Gabriella. I’ve always tried to convince myself that because I’m a God, I’m above the rudimentary emotions that seem to plague humankind, but I’m realising I have more in common with them than I ever thought possible. When I’m with Gabriella, it’s like a whole new world full of infinite possibilities and experiences opens up to me, and that’s saying a lot. The pain and the fear melt away and all that’s left is ebullience.
I still can’t believe I spent the night in the company of humans and actually enjoyed every second of it. Despite all the fun I was having with Gabriella and her friends, I couldn’t get her out of there fast enough. I was relieved when everyone decided to call it a night and I was able to rush her back here without a moment to spare, but now I find myself sitting here growing more impatient by the second.
“What are you doing up there?” I call upstairs.
“I promise it’ll be worth the wait,” Gabriella replies.
Begrudgingly I resist the urge to read her mind, but the feeling of excitement and mischief growing within her manages to temper my impatience. It’s not easy to surprise a God, but the thought of Gabriella wanting to do something to surprise me is exciting and another first.
This gives me a fantastic idea! I just thought of the perfect surprise she’ll never see coming. I just have to put it into action.
“You can come up now!” she calls, a sensual lilt to her voice that piques my interest.
I’m quick to my feet and make my way over to the stairs following the sound of her pounding heart. With each step I take, her heartbeat grows louder as I feel her anticipation build. As I step into her room, cursing the height of her ceiling, my frustration vanishes when I lay eyes on the prepossessing figure laid out on the bed, propped up on her elbows in an outfit that would make the realm of the Gods weep at her beauty.
Desire instantly erupts from within me, rivalling the magnitude of a volcano as my eyes devour the site of Gabriella in a glistening diamond bra and panty set. Intricate, fragile-looking patterns of sparkling diamonds cup her breasts and cover her pussy from my lascivious eyes, decorating the most tantalising parts of her body while making her body glow and gleam against the well-placed jewels.
Nothing about this luxurious ensemble looks comfortable, but she looks like a Goddess wearing it. I take a mesmerised step forward, my cock turning to steel in my pants, begging to be freed from its restraints. My eyes rake over her, capturing every minute detail with perfect clarity, down to the way her golden hair hangs over her shoulders in luminescent waves, enticing me to reach out and caress each strand. My eyes connect with exquisite mint-glacial orbs, and I watch as they darken seductively. Slowly her teeth sink into the flesh of her full bottom lip, leaving a mark that challenges me to replace it with one of my own.
“Do you like?” she says in a sultry voice, her legs slowly sliding against one another, enticing me further.
“Like, is a massive fucking understatement,” I reply, my voice gruff with arousal.
I stalk towards the bed, her eyes following my every move as I pull my shirt off over my head and toss it to the floor. I lean down, resting my hands on the bed, licking my lips hungrily as the scent of her sweet, intoxicating arousal ensnares my senses.
“I know you weren’t happy with my choice of attire this evening. Perhaps you’ll accept this as my way of making it up to you?” she says coyly, though I can confirm there’s not a damn coy thing about this siren of desire.
I crawl onto the bed, her legs spreading for me as I hover over her. I run my nose along the throbbing vein in her neck, breathing in her intoxicating, natural perfume. Even this briefest of contact makes my flesh burn with delight.
“I thought what we did in the office was making it up to me,” I murmur against her heated flesh, my lips teasing and caressing her velvet skin as her heart thumps rapidly.
She swallows hard. “That was a call for peace.”
“And what would you call this?” I tuck my index finger under the fragile diamond chain sitting along the arch of her hip, and glide it along the length, feeling the goosebumps rising on her skin as my finger glides lower and lower.
“A gift. Something I can promise to share with your eyes only.” Her voice is breathy, wanton, and it’s making my cock throb and ache for her.
I once again look her over, admiring the way the jewels glisten and compliment her body so perfectly. My eyes lift until they meet hers. Her dilated pupils fill her eyes with such lustful darkness that it makes the mint of her eyes give the black of her pupils an otherworldly glow, and I feel myself getting lost as they pull me into their depths.
“My eyes have never looked upon such staggering beauty,” I breathe reverently, cupping her cheek in my hand, brushing the pad of my thumb against her cheekbone, relishing the burn her touch causes me.
She captures my face, crashing her lips on mine, claiming them with fiery possession that burns through my essram leaving it singed for all time with the heat of her need for me. I wrap my arms around her, holding her to me as if our bodies can meld together from the action as I return her kiss with equal fervour. I lay her down, feasting upon her lips ravenously, exulting in the way her pants and moans set my body on fire. Our kisses consume each other, igniting the passion between us as her fingers glide through my hair and her nails tickle at my scalp.
My lips descend her neck and as they reach her sternum, I blow gently against her breasts until her glittering brasier disappears, leaving her full breasts exposed and nipples erect, begging to be devoured. I cup her breasts in my hands, pressing them together as I suck her nipples into my mouth, sucking and teasing them with my tongue as she mewls and writhes beneath me, her chest rising and falling in perfect sync with the flicks of my tongue.
“Jar…tre…wait,” she pants.
I glance up at her as I lightly blow against her nipples. As she shivers I begin tweaking them between my thumb and forefinger, smirking in triumph as she throws her head back in ecstasy.
“What were you saying?” I taunt.
“I want…to touch you,” she manages to say.
“You can touch me all you want,” I promise her.
I hadn’t realised how much it was hurting her not to touch me. Had she not said anything, it never would have clicked, but she put it in perfect perspective. If I was unable to touch her and see her writhe from the pleasure my touch brings her, I’d go fucking insane.
“I know,” she says, sucking a large gulp of air into her lungs, “But I want you to lay down. I can’t flip you on my own; you’re an unmoveable mountain,” she says in frustration.
I blink as my brain processes that. I chuckle when I realise the problem. My Starlight is a giver too, but due to my overwhelming size and power, she can’t do the things she normally would. I try to be vigilant, like when she grabs my hand or arm, trying to pull me and I accommodate her actions, but I guess I get so fixated on touching and pleasing her, that it doesn’t register that maybe her beautiful brain has some exciting things in mind too. I’m more than eager to see what my beauty has in store for me.
I peck her lips and roll over, laying down beside her with my hands under my head. “I’m all yours. Do as you please,” I say gleefully.
She chuckles and shakes her head but seizes the moment and sits up on her knees. With excitement rolling through her body and a predatorial look in her eyes, she climbs on top of me, and I resist the urge to reach out and grab her as I drink in the sight of her incredible body on top of mine. I could definitely get used to this.
Slowly her hands roam my torso, caressing and gliding over each muscle, burning my flesh to the point I expect it to ignite. She leans forward, her nipples tantalising my flesh as she slowly trails kisses up my abs. My cock strains and twitches, likely to tear through my pants as her lips are replaced by her tongue. Her tongue glides up my body slowly, teasingly, her warm breath heating my body and making my eyes roll into the back of my head.
“I should have given you control sooner,” I say breathlessly, clenching my fists tight behind my head.
“Maybe now you’ll have learned your lesson,” she teases, as she makes her way back down, her tongue now gliding along the edge of my pants as she undoes them, while frustratingly managing to avoid any contact with my cock. My little seductress knows exactly what she’s doing, and as badly as I want to take her, I’m even more excited to see how her little game plays out.
“Consider class now in session,” I say playfully.