Saviour (Saviour #1)(50)
I didn't mean to sound so sarcastic. Alright then, I did
“Come on Lauren, they’re children, you've raised two boys, what are you worried about? You will get on fine with them”
I say nothing, mainly because I don't want him to know that the thirteen year old girls I've come across in my time, are far from children and who am I to shatter his elusions regarding his baby girl.
I stop eating as the thoughts of what the weeks ahead are going to bring; meeting his daughter is just the start. I'm going to have to tell the boys what's going on in my life, then my mum. That one will be interesting. Then it will just be a case of going public and putting it out there. Oh well, as long as Gabe’s next to me, I'm sure I'll be fine, however we're judged.
“You good darl?” he asks me. That term has always made me smile, it’s just so Australian and being a Londoner by birth, was one I'd never felt comfortable using and still stuck to Love or Hun as a term of endearment.
He puts out his hand and I take it. He rubs his thumb over my knuckles and it instantly affects my breathing and makes me cross my legs; when he kisses the back of my hand, I fidget as a ripple of desire rolls through me.
“Stop over thinking things Lauren, we will have a great week with Ava and Sophie and you will all get on fine, now, go and get yourself ready, you have work to do”
I stand from the table and lean in and kiss him while he's still sitting, he undoes my robe and slides his hands inside, pulling me to him and cups his hands around my bum cheeks, he kisses my belly. I comb my fingers through his hair and pull his head back so that he's looking at me. Those blue eyes lock with mine and my breathing almost stops. Eye contact, that's all it takes for me to want him so much again. I hope he wants a quickie before we go out, I don’t remember being this horny in my teens and now here I am in my forties so full of desire, lust, want and yes, need for this man. His eyes are looking all over my face, no doubt trying to read my thoughts and then, he does it.
“Are we going to f*ck again?”
Ha, one day I will find out how he does this.
“Do you want to f*ck me again?” I ask him. He wets his lips as he looks me over; I almost come on the spot.
“Lauren, I always want to f*ck you again, I think I will die wanting to f*ck you just one last time”
Bloody hell, the things he says just blow me away. He slides his hands between my legs.
“Open your legs for me”
I look down at his shorts and can see he's as turned on as I am. I unlace them and pull out his cock, his big beautiful cock and squeeze my hand around it and stroke slowly up and down. He slides forward on his chair and put his legs out straight.
“Sit on my legs baby”
I hook my legs over his, above the knees and straddle him; he widens them, in turn opening mine. He pushes his fingers in me as I stroke him faster. We break eye contact as we watch what each is doing to the other. My robe is draped around us, so if anyone could see through the trees, they wouldn't be able to see what we're doing. Even if they could, I don't care now, I'm too far gone, too turned on. I move my hips up and down, riding his fingers as his thumb circles my clit. I squeeze his balls as I pump his cock and watch as that clear early cum seeps from his tip, I lick my lips as he brushes his thumb over himself and then pushes it into my mouth, hard and forceful, so I suck it in the same manor.
“Suck Lauren, taste me” I do as he commands. I think one day, when I have my brave knickers on, or off actually, I will ask him to try and make me come just by telling me to, his words, his voice seem to have such an effect on me. Come On Demand, I wonder if that’s possible? If anyone could do it, Gabriel could. I watch him, as he watches what I am doing to him, his eyes moving from my hand to my eyes, the look on his face makes me want to cry, I don’t think I have ever felt so wanted, so desired, so f*cking dirty in all of my life. My heart is banging so hard inside my chest it’s almost painful, it feels so full, like there isn’t enough room inside me, if it were possible, I would pull it out and wrap it around him, just so he could feel how he is making me feel right now. Is it possible to pass out with desire because that is what I’m feeling may be about to happen. I am taking in big gulps of air, my head is spinning but there is nothing that is going to get in the way of this orgasm, it’s not here yet but I just know it’s going to overwhelm me.
“Gabe, Gabriel, I'm gonna come”
“I’ve got ya, I’ve ya baby” God I love it when he says that.
“Tell me Lauren, tell me how it feels” He is looking into my eyes now and that look he gives me makes me want to tell him, let him know how he makes me feel, he makes me say things out loud that I have never said to anyone but for him, anything
“It’s good, it’s so f*cking good, please don't stop, don't stop, Gabe please”
“I won’t stop, I won’t ever stop, I’m here, right here baby”
And I'm there, a deep, powerful, whole body orgasm makes me jerk and spasm, made all the more intense by the fact my legs are being forced open by his and he keeps his thumb pressed hard on my clit as I explode, I don’t want it to end, I grind hard onto his hand until every last spasm is rinsed out of me and even then, I keep my muscles clenching around his fingers looking for more.
“Fuck, I love feeling your muscles squeeze my fingers and my cock like that, I f*cking love it” He barely finishes speaking when his cum shoots out of him and over my hand as we both watch. I'm still twitching all over as my breath comes out in sobs. All I can hear from Gabe is his heavy breathing until he says,