Chapters (42)
- A LOVE CALLED SIMON
- Table of Contents
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
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As soon as I stepped through the large double doors with the floral glass design, I was in awe of the oak flooring and Parisian taupe walls that complemented each other well. He led me into the library and shut the door. One side of the wall was lined with beautiful oak bookcases, the other a gas fireplace, and the other wall was a row of windows that overlooked the lake.
“This is beautiful, Simon. It seems very peaceful,” I spoke as I stared out the window.
“It is,” he responded as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.
My skin started to heat up from his touch and my heart began to beat a little faster.
“Have I told you how beautiful and sexy you look?” The warmth of his breath grazed my neck.
“Yes, but please keep telling me.” I laughed.
His lips lightly pressed against my skin as his hands moved up the back of my dress, firmly gripping my ass. My lips parted as a delicate moan escaped them.
“You love it when I squeeze your perfect ass, don’t you? I want to hear you say it.” I could feel his erection against my back.
“Yes,” I whispered as he tightened his grip.
“Yes what, Gabrielle?” His tongue glided down my ear.
“I love it.”
“I need to see if you’re telling me the truth,” his soft voice spoke.
He moved the cotton crotch of my panties to the side and plunged his finger inside, feeling the excitement of what he’d done to me. “Damn, you’re so wet already. You do love it, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes,” I replied with bated breath as he inserted another finger.
“Do you want to come, Gabrielle?” His fingers manipulated my insides and his tongue made soft circles around my shoulder.
“Yes, please.”
He removed his fingers and turned me around so I was facing him. He got down on his knees and hooked his thumbs into the sides of my panties, pulling them down and lifting my foot so he could remove them. I knew what was coming and my body screamed in excitement. That mouth of his was talented and he knew how to use it. His hands traveled up my legs and under my dress until his hands gripped my hips. Sliding his tongue between my legs and up until he reached my already sensitive area, and with the flick of his tongue on my clit, he sent me into euphoria. Low moans rumbled in his throat as he licked and bathed his mouth in my pleasurable juices. His hands tightened on my hips as I thrust into him, throwing my head back as I was ready to climax.
“Don’t stop,” I begged.