Resolution (Saviour #2)(35)
“Well that’s funny; it sounded just like you said ‘pathetic’ to me”
My eyes shoot straight to Stella and I ever so slightly shake my head at her.
Charlie stands from his chair, saying to Stella, “You’ve had too much to drink missy, you need to mind your manners, good night everyone.”
Gabe gestures with his head that it’s time to go, so I stand and stretch and say my goodnights.
Gabe is right beside me as we make our to our bedroom; he closes the door behind us and leans against it, he’s been drinking since we arrived just after lunch and I know he must be feeling the effects, his eyes are a little bit glassy but his smile is as sexy as hell.
“Take off your clothes, slowly.”
“Gabe…I…”
“Lauren, I’ve spent the whole night watching you, imagining you naked, please for me, take your clothes off.”
My confidence has grown lately, it’s so much greater than it was, thanks to Gabriel and his constant reassurance and the obvious desire he has for me and the conclusion I have reached is that as long as he loves me and wants me, that’s all that matters, I don’t need to be attractive to anyone else, for anyone else, I just wish I could find a way to see myself, the way he sees me, he turns the bedside lamp on.
“Turn the light off.”
“Lauren, come on baby, I thought we were past all this, come here.”
“No, you come here, lay on the bed.”
The look in his eye, the smirk on his lips set me on fire, he raises his eyebrows and walks over to the bed, kicks off his converse, pulls off his jeans and climbs up onto the bed; he leans his back against the headboard, interlocks his fingers and tucks them behind his head, he crosses his long legs out in front of him and looks up and winks at me and in that moment, he’s got me, no matter what he wants me to do, I am quite prepared to give it a try, apart from marriage that is. I pull my jeans off and my hoodie over my head; I stand in front of him at the foot of the bed in my boy leg knickers and my bra and put my hands on my hips. Faking confidence.
“On or off?” I ask him, sounding much less nervous than I feel.
“Off…slowly,” He says through a smile.
I undo my bra but place my hands across my chest, leaving my boobs in the cups, I stop for a few seconds and make eye contact with him, running my tongue along my bottom lip.
“Lauren.”
Oh f*ck, the way he whispers my name, it’s barely audible but the effect it has on me is no less because of it, it’s like a caress, like his words have curled around me and are now stroking every girly part of my body. I drop my bra but keep my hands over my boobs, I look down at them, keeping my left covered and rake my fingernails over my right nipple, then start to roll my left between my index finger and thumb and look up at him as I drag my top teeth over my bottom lip, he actually growls, like a low rumbling sound, coming more from his chest and throat, not quite escaping from his mouth, I drop my hands to my hips and slowly pull my knickers down, not taking my eyes from his the whole time, I tilt my head and look up at the ceiling, I stroke my palm and finger tips down my throat, down to my belly button, then flatten my palm all the way down, reaching between my legs to cup myself, finally allowing myself to look up at him, he kneels up on the mattress and pulls his t shirt over his head, then beckons me with his finger in such an oh so sexy way I almost come, right there and then, watching that finger wiggle and thinking about the possibilities his fingertips possess.
I climb up on the bed and kneel opposite him; he doesn’t touch me but leans forward and whispers so close to my ear, “You. Fucking. Amaze. Me.”
My nipples harden and my skin is covered in goose bumps, I close my eyes and open my mouth slightly so that I can draw in more air. Without touching any other part of me, he leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth, finally he is unable to keep his hands to himself and grabs each of my bum cheeks and pulls me to him, almost slamming his mouth onto mine and f*cking it with his tongue, I put my arms up and around his neck and grab a handful of hair and allow him to keep up his assault on my mouth, he sits back on his knees and I straddle him and he slides insides me sweetly. Fuck it goes in a long way and is just a little bit painful and good god when he moves his hips, in that way, I can’t help but let out a moan.
“Jesus f*cking Christ woman, f*ck!”
He grabs my hair quite roughly and pulls it so that I have to look at him and the way he looks down at me has me confused, is he angry with me? He’s almost gritting his teeth as he speaks to me and I can’t decide if I should be terrified or totally turned on by it, turned on wins out. Like I ever had a choice.
“I just wish you knew, just for a minute, what I feel for you, what you do to me, I hate that you doubt how f*cking sexy you are, I hate that you turn the lights out, if you could get in my head for just a second, you would get it, you’re it Lauren, you’re my everything, there’s never been anyone like you in my life, you are my forever, I love you so f*cking much, don’t ever, ever doubt that.”
Obviously I cry but he kisses and sucks and licks my tears away as he f*cks me into another toe curling orgasm.
Saturday dawns bright and sunny with a beautiful day forecast. I wake to the sensation of Gabe stroking and tweaking my nipple, I stretch and look across at him, he’s lying on his side propped up on his elbow watching me and I smile, of course I f*cking smile, he shagged me senseless last night and now here he is, beautiful and sexy and just more gorgeous than it should be legal to be, in my bed, playing with my nipple, with those blue eyes on me and that lopsided smile on his face, what woman wouldn’t smile? Fuck, most would come on the spot and I almost do.