Chapter 173: Pleasuring Him
Olivia's POV
The sight of him, hard and ready, sent a thrill through me. I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the sensitive skin just above his length. Gabriel's hands tightened at his sides, his muscles flexing as he fought for control.
"You're perfect," I whispered, wrapping my fingers around him. He was warm, velvety smooth over unyielding steel, and the weight of his cock in my hand sent a rush of heat through me.
"Olivia," he growled, his voice thick with need. "You don't have to be gentle."
His words emboldened me. I licked a slow stripe along the underside of him, savoring the way he shuddered under my touch. His taste was intoxicating, and when I took him into my mouth, his sharp inhale sent a thrill through me.
I started slowly, letting my tongue tease and explore him as I worked him with my hand. His fingers tangled in my hair, guiding me but never forcing, his restraint making my desire to please him burn hotter. I hollowed my cheeks, taking him deeper, and his low, guttural groan was like music to my ears.
"Goddess," he rasped, his voice strained. "You're going to drive me insane."
I smiled around him, letting the vibrations of my pleasure flow through him. I quickened my pace, my hand moving in time with my mouth as I worked to unravel him. His breathing grew ragged, his muscles taut as a bowstring as he hovered on the edge.
"I—" His words broke off into a growl as his control snapped. His hips bucked slightly, and I took him deeper, my name falling from his lips like a prayer as he shattered. His release was hot and powerful, and I swallowed it all, savoring the taste of him.
When he finally stilled, his breathing heavy and uneven, I pulled back, wiping my lips with the back of my hand as I looked up at him. His eyes were half-lidded, his expression one of pure satisfaction and awe. He reached down, pulling me to my feet and into his arms.
"You're incredible," he murmured, his lips brushing against my temple. "I don't deserve you."
I smiled against his chest, my heart swelling at his words. "Maybe not," I teased lightly, "but I'm the one who decides that." I said and stepped away.