The icy cold wind blew fiercely across the houses. Frost was already starting to appear on the windows. She stood in the kitchen looking out as she lazily put away the dishes she'd spent most of the afternoon washing.
"Brrrrr, it's freezing" a voice said snapping her out of her thoughts. Gabriella turned around to see her brother wearing what looked liked his entire wardrobe. He looked comical and she couldn't help but burst out laughing and nearly dropping a glass in the process.
"Have you looked at yourself?" she asked trying to soften her laugh. Her brother Paolo had a great sense of humour.
"Have you looked at yourself?" he replied. How did his sister manage to stay alive with just a thin jumper? Shaking his head like an old woman just made her laugh more. Gabriella was very close with her brother and despite he being five years older than her; he tried to protect her without the typical over protectiveness. Luckily for him she was quiet and usually had her nose stuck in the books, but when least expected she did have a fiery temper.
"I'm going out tonight with the guys" he said taking a slice of bread and spreading butter on it. Paolo's schedule lately had been going out whereas hers had been mellow. Though they lived close to each other, he would sometimes stay with her.
Rolling her eyes she knew who he meant just the 'usual suspects'.
"What are you up to tonight little sis" he teased, pouring himself some juice and gulping it down in three seconds.
"Aaron is coming here to go over some notes-just the boring stuff. Hey how come lately you seem to be going out from my place instead of yours?" she asked narrowing her eyes on him.
He pondered for a while. "Guess I'm watching out for my favourite sis?" he asking with a cheeky grin.
"Yeah right-I'm your only sis" she said rolling her eyes. The door bell rang before he had a chance to say anything. Walking over and unlatched her door expecting Aaron. She was just a little startled to see her brother's handsome friend instead. He looked so good in his jeans and t-shirt. His features beautifully chiselled.
"Hi Diego-come in" she said with a polite smile, standing to one side.
"Hi sexy" he said with a wink. She took it to be sarcastic as she knew she wasn't his average girl. Diego and her brother had been good friend since they were twelve, however he wasn't close with Gabriella, she wasn't like the other girls he knew, and didn't care much to get better acquainted. Lately though he would catch himself looking at her, she was pretty, straight dark brown hair which reach her mid back, big soft brown eyes, sensual lips and a slender body with generous breasts but she was his best friend's sister and totally off limits. Sure she was polite but distant with him especially when he bought girls over to pick up Paulo.
"I'm in the kitchen" Paolo yelled washing up his glass and placing it on the counter.
"Ready?" Diego asked glancing up at the kitchen clock. He didn't often come into her flat, but he liked being inside as she hadn't decorated all girly and pink like some of the places other girls he knew had.
"See you soon sis" he said bending down to kiss her cheek and taking his jacket off the chair.
"Bye guys-have fun" she said walking behind them.
"We will" Diego said with a wink before closing the door behind them.
Rolling her eyes, she glanced down at her watch and wondered where her study partner was. Gabriella began flicking through the channels trying to find something entertaining to watch whilst waiting. Typical, whenever she was home nothing good was on the TV. Curling up on the couch, she picked up a novel she'd started a while back and started a while back. She was reading a very steamy love scene and it was starting to turn her on. Although never having the experience, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like-now this book was giving her a very insightful look. The more she read, the more she felt like all those things were being done to her.
Suddenly aware that she was all alone, presented a very interesting situation for her. Slowly undressing herself, she lay back comfortably and began teasing her nipples, pulling and twisting them till she could feel her nether lips puffy and moist. She could feel her juices flowing freely out of her before reaching down to tease her clit; it was hard and very sensitive. Using her thumb's pad she kept working herself up to a maddening frenzy until her first orgasmic wave washed over her, hard. Moving her hand away a string of clear wetness clung to her fingers, this drove her over the edge making her jamb two fingers inside her vagina, as hard and as fast as she could, moaned in pain/pleasure. Now her juices were really flowing, she could feel them slide down her thighs. Reaching down she grasped her clit between her fingers and thumb again and began to roll it vigorously; she kept repeating this up until she was ready to climax again, but stopping herself to make the experience a delicious one.
Just concentrating only on her nipples made her want to climax even more, but she didn't want to rush such a pleasurable thing. Working herself up to a maddening frenzy she began to pump her fingers back inside but harder this time, until an orgasmic wave washed over her, hard. The orgasm itself was so intense that she moaned loudly as her insides clenched from the pain. Panting from the intensity of the experience, she tried to calm down a little before she got up to take a quick shower, making sure she didn't leave any evidence of her 'activity'.
Just as she picked up her phone to send a text, her door bell rang and this time she knew it had to be Aaron. Behind a pile of books he stood dressed all in black. His long blond hair hung around his face and thick rimmed glasses. He easily dwarfed her with his small frame and height.
"You're late" she said jokingly, taking the books from him and walking into her front room where she had a big table. They both sat opposite each other and started reading and working through the problems. Every so often she'd top up their caffeine intake, but it got to a point where her eye lids just couldn't remain open anymore.
Aaron rested his head on his arms, whilst Gabbi took the couch just clear her mind. She curled herself into a comfortable position before closing her heavy eyes. They both must've been more tired than they thought as each fell into a deep sleep.
Was it a dream or did the doorbell actually ring? Then she heard it again. No, it was real; waking her from her slumber on the couch. She could hear Aaron waking up too. He looked a little dazed, stretching his arms and yawning. As she padded off to answer the door, he was busily collecting his books and getting ready to leave.
"Diego!!" she squealed when she opened the door to find him waiting restlessly.
Before he could say anything, he heard a male voice call out to her. The voice sounded like it had just woken up.
"What's going on?" he demanded.
"Oh my God, we must've dosed off after all that studying" she said yawning.
"Gabbi?" Diego asked.
"Thanks for tonight" Aaron said hurrying past an angry Diego with the same pile of books he'd come with and left.
"What are you doing here so late?" she asked, closing the door to stop the breeze from coming in. she looked at her phone-it was past one in the morning.
"I just dropped your brother off and thought I'd come round and see how you're doing, but from the looks of it..." he didn't finish his sentence.
"I'm doing just fine" she yawned. She was starting to feel groggy after being woken up from a nap and walked into the kitchen to drink some water.
"Look if you're pissed off about me barging in on your midnight 'rendezvous', you'll thank me later" he said following her and leaning against her door frame. His voice had no sarcasm.
"Midnight what?" she asked laughing at the ludicrous suggestion, turning sideways and reaching for a glass causing her dress to ride even higher and expose her thighs.
"What the hell is that?!" Diego demanded pointing, when he noticed the distinct finger marks on her left thigh made only through what he thought was rough sex. He marched over and grabbed hold of her arm, turning her to face his angry and jealous expression. "Who've you been spreading your thighs for?" he accused.
She shrieked from the rough treatment. Before she could defend herself, he pushed his hand in-between her thighs, but as she rose her hand to strike in outrage he quickly caught it along with the other in a tight grasp above her head.
"Who?" he demanded. "Who?" he was now shaking her.
"Stop it!!" she cried, but it fell on deaf ears.
"Was it him? Did you let him feel you before taking you hard on the couch?" he was practically shouting. "What would Paolo say if he knew his little sister was entertaining men like this?"
"Who the hell do you think you are?" she couldn't believe her own ears. Her breathing had intensified, and she could hear heart thumping. Who was he to barge into her house in the middle of the night and make such accusations?
"Sometimes you act like a little girl. A right spoilt princess" he said unable to take his eyes off of her. She looked so innocent and angelic in her white dress.
"You have the audacity to come into my home and throw insults at me!" she almost cried out in disbelief freeing herself and moving towards the door.
"Come here" he demanded grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards her bedroom.
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