When she sidled near, he reached out, grabbing the chemise’s hem.

He rubbed the silky material between forefinger and thumb, glancing up at her through his thick eyelashes. “I’ve no wish to ruin it.”

“You shall buy me another.” Her voice was breathy with arousal. The way he looked at her sent fire rushing through her veins.

“Very well.” Using both hands on the garment’s hem, Gabriel ripped it into two halves and it fluttered to the floor.

It happened so quickly, Celia could only gasp in surprise.

“Get into the tub, Celia. Now, lean back opposite of me. Spread your legs and place your heels on the edge.”

Gabriel helped arrange her as he liked, a soft curse escaping him as she sat splayed before him. Her breasts bobbed gently in the water, smooth and creamy, and he tweaked both nipples with hard fingers.

“Oh, God,” Celia moaned.

Gabriel laughed. “I’ve told you before. I’m your God when we are like this, pet. And you will do everything I command, won’t you?”

“Yes,” she choked out. She was already so aroused she almost climaxed just from the way Gabriel called her “pet.”

“Good. I want you to caress your breasts. Pinch those pretty, rose-colored nipples while I have that kiss you promised me.”

Her hands rose almost of their own accords, doing what he instructed, and then she gulped in surprise as Gabriel’s hands cupped her bottom. He lifted her slightly from the tub and moved between her bent knees.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice panicked.

“Getting my kiss. Savoring the taste of your quim in my mouth. Feasting on your sweetness.” He spread her wet curls, his fingers holding her open as his mouth lowered.

He licked, lapped, and sucked her for what seemed a lifetime. When she hovered on the brink of exploding, Gabriel slowed his actions.

“Wait, Celia. This kiss is for my pleasure so you will not come just yet.” He nipped the inside of her thighs to drive the point home.

“Please, Gabriel,” she wailed.

“No. Not yet.” His voice remained calm. “You won’t come until I am inside you.” Then he cruelly pushed the point of his tongue into her entrance, spearing her with it as if it were his cock, then sucked her clitoris deep into the furnace of his mouth. “I want to feel you trembling around me.”

When her legs began shaking, he finally relented. In a smooth motion, he reclined back, pulling Celia atop of him. Her legs straddled his hips and then, with breathtaking quickness, she was impaled on his cock.

The depth of this position, the control it gave her made Celia nearly combust. She braced herself with her hands on his wide, muscled chest.

“Yes, that’s it. My good girl. My good, fucking girl. Ride me, Celia. Ride me and come around me. Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

Gabriel surged up into her, a hand going to her throat and squeezing as she rocked atop his body.