Saviour (Saviour #1)(56)
He pulls my hoodie off over my head so I do the same to him, kissing his shoulders, his neck, and his chest as I do. He lifts my hips so he can pull my trackies down. I lift my bum so he can lower them. I'm overly aware of the fact that because of the way we're sitting, he can see my spare tyre around my belly and I'm feeling very self-conscious. It’s killing me not to cross my arms over my middle and I look over his shoulder and not into his eyes, because he will know that I am not happy. He lifts us both up as he pulls his own trackies down and takes them off. Mine are bunched around the tops of my legs so I swing one leg over his head and pull them off.
“I didn't realise you were so bendy Ms Day” He says with a smile
“Yeah, well, there's lots you still don't know about me Mr Wilde, I'm full of surprises me”
“That you are, turn around”
“What?
“Turn around and stick that beautiful arse in the air, I want to f*ck you from behind”
I don't even argue, I swing round, drop my shoulders and point my arse in the air facing him. He slaps me, hard across my bum cheek and I jump
“Owww” I shriek but he rubs where he's slapped me and as he does, he slips a couple of fingers inside me as he says “Shush baby, this will be good”
He leans over me and kisses, bites and grazes his teeth down my back and over my arse cheeks. He uses his thumbs to pull me apart, exposed to him. Oh God, what’s he going to do, is he looking at me, inspecting me?
“Open your legs wider and push your arse higher for me”
I lay my face flat on the floor, my head turned to one side, my arms out in front of me, I tilt my arse and open my legs as wide as I can, just like he’s asked. He pushes his thumb inside me, saying “you’re so f*cking wet Lauren, I will never get tired of how wet you always are, I f*cking love it. Fuck my thumb baby, just relax, and f*ck back on it”
Oh God, his words, the things he says to me, nothing's held back, he just says it and my head and my body are just swimming with desire as pleasure runs through me. He strokes two fingers forward and rubs my clit, then pulls them back and pushes them inside me, then out again, and further back, rubbing my juices around my other hole. God it feels good but I'm still not convinced I want to go there.
“Gabe no, I don't like that, please stop”
He stops instantly, without saying a word and instead moves himself into position and pushes his cock deep inside me. He reaches round and rubs my clit with one hand and his other is holding my belly pushing me back against him as he drives into me from behind. I'm trying to focus but I am a little bit thrown, he obviously wants anal and I don’t want to let him down, but I am just not sure about it and I’m a little disappointed with myself for not being brave enough to go there, and I wish he would let go of my belly, it must feel awful in his hand, and because I’m now on all fours it must just be wobbling all over the place as he bangs into me from behind. This is the first time I haven’t been lost in the moment during sex with him, I just can’t seem to enjoy it, I can't have him holding my belly like this, it does nothing to turn me on.
That’s it I think to myself, as soon as I get the money from the Palmer job, I’m getting a tummy tuck. I will use Karen Palmers money to make me feel better when I’m with Gabe, is that wrong? Yeah, I think it probably is. Fuck, now I’m pissed off as thoughts of him and Karen Palmer enter my head.
“For f*cks sake Gabe” I say out loud, possibly a little too harshly, I pull his hand off my belly and put it on my hip. He stops... Dead, and pulls out of me. I collapse face down on the floor and curl up on my side, facing away from him. Shit, I bet I've pissed him off now. He lies down beside me, and I think he’s propped up on one elbow as I can feel his breath on the back of my head, I know his eyes are on me, and I know he's waiting for me to look at him. This is cringe worthy, I'm so embarrassed. He runs his fingers down my naked spine and my skin is instantly covered in goose bumps. Very quietly he says
“Are you going to turn around and talk to me?”
“No”
“Why?”
I reach out, with my eyes still closed, very childish I know, and feel around for some clothes, all I can find is his hoodie so I pull it over my head, still facing away from him, I pull it down over my knees and curl back up into a ball.
“Please talk to me Lauren”
I shake my head.
He climbs over me and as he starts to lie down to face me; I turn the other way, back away from him.
“Oh very mature Lauren”
He pulls me back by my shoulder and straddles me, lifting my chin so I have to look at him.
“What happened? What did I do wrong, I stopped when you told me to and then you’re snatching my hands off you, like you can’t bare me touching you. So what was it? Tell me. We're a couple Lauren, we're supposed to communicate, this is all new for both of us. You don't like me touching your arse, you told me and I stopped, that's fine, you communicated, no problem, we'll have a chat about anal and such another time, that’s cool, but then, then I'm having the time of my life, banging into you with all I've got and loving every f*cking second of it and thinking you’re feeling the same, about to blow my load and you pull my hands off you, without a word of warning, no stop, no please don't, nothing, just ‘For f*cks sake Gabe’ so can you please tell me what I did?”