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I
pull away slightly, breathing heavy, “You’re driving me wild.  I can see your
clit peeping out.”  Groaning, I put my tongue to her, sucking it into my
mouth.  I can’t stop.

“I
need to lie down.”

I
have to force myself to remove my mouth; I’m having too good a time down there.

I
back Bree up to the bed and push her down slightly to sit on the edge.  She’s
now eye level with my cock.  Giving me a wicked smile, she leans forward and
licks along the tip.  She then sucks me into her mouth. 
Fuck.  I’m gona
come.

“Bree,
you gotta stop baby.”  Pulling her mouth away, she looks up at me.  I try and
talk, but I’m so worked up nothing comes out.

“Why?”

Why?
Bending down, I slam my lips to hers as I move her further onto the bed and
then lie on top of her with my shaft nestled between her thighs.

Kissing
down from her mouth to her collarbone and then further to her perfect breasts,
I take them both into my hands and massage them.  Teasing her by not touching
her nipples, “Please, Gabe.”

“What
do you want babe?”  I ask, kissing my way south over her ribs, while I continue
to tease her breasts.

“Touch
me.” 

“You
mean like this.”  I say, against her stomach.  I move my hands to her nipples;
rubbing them with my finger and thumb, making them hard, pointed tips.

“Oh
yes.”  She groans.

God,
I really need to be inside her, I’m leaking all over the bed.  Moving away, I
stand up, pulling Bree to the edge of the bed.  I open her legs, take hold of
my cock, and then thrust inside her, groaning.

Having
her writhe around on me is seriously making me lose control.  Taking some deep
breaths to try and slow my rising passion, I start to pull out slowly and
thrust back in fast.

Taking
Bree’s legs, I put them over my shoulders and slide even deeper, “You feel damn
good, I’m not sure my legs are going to hold me that much longer.”  I pull out
slowly and slide back in even slower.

I
can hear her breathing start to change, she’s so close.  “Put your hands on
your breasts and rub your nipples.”  I see the shock on her face.   “Please.” 
I just about manage to say as I move her legs back around my waist and start to
pound in and out of her.

Watching
Bree massage and pinch her nipples is so hot.  She’s really into it, if the
moans coming out of her mouth are anything to go by.  She arches more into me which
has my orgasm seconds away.  I feel tingles in my spine and my balls pull up. 
I slam up into her as I come followed seconds later by Bree, contracting her
muscles around my cock, dragging even more cum out of me.

“Oh
god, Bree, it’s never been this good before.”  I whisper, still thrusting in
and out of her.

“Come
again for me.”  I lean down and put my arms at each side of Bree’s head,
holding her in place for my very wet, hard kiss as I continue to piston in and
out of her with her legs locked tight around my waist.

Breaking
away from the kiss, Bree comes around my shaft, shouting my name which sends me
over to join her in pure ecstasy.

“Fuck.” 
I try to catch my breath as I pull out of her.  Rolling onto my side, I pull
her into my arms.  She’s watching me with so much love in her eyes.

“I
love you Bree.  God, nothing has ever felt as good as it feels having you in my
arms.”

Smiling,
“I love you too Gabe and I’ll always want your arms around me.”

“You’re
mine baby.  Nobody else’s, but mine.”

“That’s
fine by me.” 

Snuggling
more into me, “What do you want to do now?”

Laughing,
“That’s a loaded question if I ever did hear one.”

“Get
your mind out the gutter.”  Bree says, elbowing me in the ribs.

“It’s
not in the gutter, it’s on you and what other pleasures I can make you feel.”

Groaning,
“You can’t be ready again?”

Looking
down, Bree sees me starting to harden.  All I need to do is touch her pussy or
put my lips to hers and I’ll be ready to nail her to the bed again.

“Okay
Romeo, I think I need some food first to sustain me.”  She says.

Realizing
our tumble on the bed is over with for now, I climb off and start to walk to
the door, buck naked, “Don’t you think you should put some clothes on, just in
case someone comes knocking?”  Bree says, grinning, “Not that I mind looking at
you like that.”

“Hell,
I guess.”  Grabbing my jeans and a t-shirt, I put them on, leaving the jeans
open.

Bree
quickly puts her jeans and top back on and walks over to me sliding her hand
inside my jeans, “Mmm, you feel good.”

Chapter
13

BREE

Walking
through the field to my parents place has Gabe still feeling uncomfortable in
his jeans.  He thinks I can’t tell, but every now and again he keeps moving his
erection. 
At least that’s what I think he’s doing.
  Just after I’d shoved
my hand down the front of his jeans the phone had rung, my Mom, asking us both
to walk over to the house for lunch.

Apparently,
Mom has made a large lunch and there’s no one to eat it.  Dad and Travis are in
the next town over, last minute Christmas shopping for Mom.  Beth’s over at
Simon’s house, eating with him and his parents.

Gabe
pulls me to a stop.  I look at him feeling puzzled, “Why’ve you stopped?”

He
just looks at me breathing heavy, “We’re five minutes from the house and all I
can think about is you being naked and that’s keeping my cock hard as hell. 
I’m sure we both wouldn’t want your Mom knowing.”

Smiling,
I take hold of Gabe’s hand again, “Come on lover boy, I’ve got something to
show you,” I drag him in the direction of the barn to give him some relief.

I
pull him over to where Mom keeps the baby chickens, which is the warmest part
of the barn.  Dropping to my knees in front of him, I open his jeans to have
his excited cock spring free, straight into my waiting hands.

“Oh
boy, you are ready to play.”  I take him into my mouth, licking and sucking
him.  Taking hold of his balls, I massage them with my hands.

“Christ
babe, I’m already so worked up, this isn’t going to take long.”  Gabe chokes
out.

I
take him deeper into my mouth and use one hand to continue massaging his
balls.  I move my other hand to his butt and gently caress him between his
buttocks with a small rub with my finger over his back entrance.  I swallow
around him, making him shoot his release straight down my throat, and boy is
there lots of it.

Licking
him clean, I pull my mouth away and pull his jeans back up.  Fastening them, I
stand up and see his stunned expression.  I reach up and pull his head down for
a sweet loving kiss.

“You
okay, now?”

He
laughs. I guess I’ve left him speechless, “I don’t think I’ll be okay again. 
That was…. wow.”

“Glad
you liked it.  Mom’s waiting, come on.”

“Shit. 
I can’t believe you expect me to go and sit in the house with your Mom, after
what you’ve just done to me?”

I
take his hand, “Yes, I do.”

Exiting
the barn, we walk closer to the house with Gabe mumbling most of the way.  I
can’t believe I’ve just done that to him.  Up until the night I arrived home
I’d always been shy about anything sexual and now with Gabe, I can’t seem to
get enough.

Walking
up the steps to the back door, I push it open as we quickly enter into the heat
of the house.

 “Mom,
we’re here.”  I shout on entering the kitchen, not seeing her anywhere.

“I’m
not deaf, yet,” she mumbles, coming out through the pantry door with some pie.  Maybe
we’re in for a treat as no one else is around yet.

Taking
our coats and boots off at the door, we both walk further into the kitchen.  I
grab two cups out of the cupboard, turning around to find Gabe already with
coffee pot in hand.  Leaving him to pour the drinks, I walk over to Mom giving
her a hug.

“You
okay, Mom?”

“I’m
fine.  Are you both hungry now?”  She asks this just as Gabe’s stomach growls.

Laughing,
“I think that answers your question.”

I
walk over to Gabe who has already added cream and sugar into my cup, I move in
closer to him and pat his stomach.  “Are you hungry?”

“Yeah,
I could eat something.”  Winking, he turns to sit at the table.

Looking
at Mom, I’m sure I caught a smile as she turns her back to retrieve a large pot
from the oven.

I
take a seat next to Gabe at the table, “That smells good, Mom.  What is it?”

“I’ve
made Gabe’s favorite, Beef Stew and Dumplings.  I figured with everyone out in
this weather a more substantial meal would be needed at lunch.”

Gabe
grins, “What a pity we’re the only ones here then.”

Waving
the serving spoon at Gabe, “You are not going to eat all this.”  Turning, she
winks at me which nearly has my eyes popping out of my head, “Even if you have
just worked up an appetite with my daughter.”

At
this Gabe starts to choke on his coffee, I automatically reach out to rub his
back, “You okay?”

All
he can manage right now is a nod as he continues to cough.  “I’m not blind
Gabe.  You’ve had it bad for my girl for a very long time.  Bree has also had
her eyes on you for nearly as long.  I love you like a son and you’re already a
part of this family and no matter what happens with Bree, you always will be.”

Sighing,
“Travis and Beth look at you as their brother and David considers you his son. 
I’m not too sure how they’ll react to you both being together.  Perhaps you
better wait until after Christmas to make the announcement, okay?”

I
take hold of Gabe’s hand and hold on tight, “Okay Mom.  Thanks.”

“I
don’t know what to say other than I love your daughter with all my heart, I’ll
never intentionally do anything to hurt her.”

“I
know you won’t Gabe.  That’s why I’m happy you’re both finally together.”

Moving
out of the chair she serves up three plates of delicious food with potatoes.

“Now
I’ve surprised you both with my wonderful insight.  You better eat up before it
gets cold.”

“Yes
Mom.”

“Yes
ma’am.”

“And
I’ll have no cheek from you, just because I approve of you being with my
daughter,” she says with a chuckle.

Grinning,
Gabe starts eating again, while he keeps looking at me, while I’m constantly
looking at him.

Moving
one of his hands underneath the table he places it on my thigh and just leaves
it there as I thread my fingers through his.  I love touching him and just want
to stay wrapped up in him.

After
drying all the dishes and putting them away for my Mom, I look at Gabe who’s
looking at me rather hotly.  Walking over to him, I put my hands in his hair as
he puts an arm around my waist and just lean into him.

“Why
don’t you both go and watch TV in the lounge while no one else is around.  I’ll
give you a heads up when someone’s coming.”

I
smile, “Thanks Mom.  Come on Gabe.”

Pulling
him into the lounge and then pushing him down into one of the chairs, I climb
on top of him and cuddle up in his lap.  We both fall asleep with Gabe holding
me close.

Chapter
14

BREE

Around
eleven the following day, I look up just as Gabe walks into the kitchen.  He
stops dead.  No doubt, because I’m probably wearing more flour than what’s in
the mixing bowl.

I
can see him trying to hide his grin, but he fails, miserably.  He quickly looks
around the kitchen then walks over to me and using his hand, lifts my chin as
he places a light kiss to my lips, “Good morning babe, I really missed you.”

Moving
in closer to Gabe, I put my lips back to his, hearing him groan as the kiss
deepens.  Gabe puts his hands on my hips, bringing me in even closer as he
sucks my tongue into his mouth, “Mmm, you’re going to be covered in flour.”  I
tell him, not really caring as he feels too good against me.

“I
love you, I don’t care.”

Hearing
a throat being cleared we jump apart, “Mom, you scared us.”

“Hmm,
you’re lucky it was me walking in, your Dad and Beth are a few minutes behind
me.”

“Damn.” 
I start to try and get the flour off Gabe, but I end up making it worse than it
was to begin with.

“Bree,
you wash up.  Gabe you use the bathroom.”  Mom says, pushing Gabe towards the
downstairs bathroom.

She
turns back around to face me, “What on earth happened in here?”

“I
had an accident with the flour, just before Gabe walked in.”

“That
was getting pretty hot.”  Mom says, raising an eyebrow.

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