Saviour (Saviour #1)(60)



I shake my head again. Cougar ehh? Well Yeah, I suppose that's what I am. Oh well, I can live with that.

We both smile. I am so relaxed after our busy day, the wine, our dinner, I actually feel quite sleepy.

“Would you do me a favour babe?” I ask him

“Anything for you princess”

“Go and run me a bath please, your insatiable sexual appetite and your very perfect dick have given me a very sore noonie”

“A very sore noonie ehh? Well in that case, of course I will run you a bath because we don't want your noonie in anything other than tip top working condition, do we”

I nod my head in agreeance as he kisses my nose and jumps off the couch.

Well that was another deeply intense heart to heart. I love the fact he never mocks me and how he encourages me to open up and tell him stuff that ordinarily, I wouldn't tell a soul. I love the fact that in return he is so open with me. At the same time, it makes me sad that I have never had this before, I thought I had such a good marriage and I am realising, that actually, my marriage wasn’t so great after all.

I wander into the bathroom where my bath is running, it smells divine, he has poured in my favorite Molton Brown bubble bath, when did he buy that, I wonder?

I turn to go back into the bedroom and realise he is sitting on the toilette, trousers around his ankles, watching me.

I have learnt this past week or so, Gabe has no issues with bodily functions. Where I can have nobody in the room to be able to go, Gabe couldn’t care less if he had an audience numbering in size the population of Tasmania, and he never closes the door.

“Gabe, really, can you not shut the door, I really do not want to lay in the bath with the smell of your arse wafting through the room”

He smiles at me and shrugs. “Oh come on Lauren, it won’t kill you”

I go back into the bedroom to get undressed and laugh to myself, there are some occasions when he is just too open and willing to share. I take off my clothes, I've noticed I've had a few spots of blood in my underwear the past few days and can only assume it’s due to all the sex but I will try and make time to see my doctor this week and get myself checked out. I haven't had a period in over a year so I'm hoping that is the end of those. One part of being a woman I have never enjoyed.

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I have a long leisurely soak in the bubble bath Gabe runs for me. He hovers for a bit, until I eventually ask him to join me. He walks into the bathroom already stark bollock naked, with his erect cock sticking up past his belly button. What is he going to do with that I wonder?





CHAPTER TWELVE


After our early night, we wake Monday morning, bright and refreshed. Gabe has to be in the city by nine so I get up and make coffee while he heads to the bathroom. I lean against the bench as I hold my cup, after about five minutes Gabe walks into the room and I feel like the world has either stopped spinning or has sped up. It's done something to make me sway and wobble. He's wearing a suit and f*ck me is he wearing it well.

“Wow. I don't think I want you leaving the house like that”

“Why, what's wrong?”

He looks down at himself. I watch, feeling old and inadequate beside him, standing there in a vest and sleep shorts. I close my arms around myself and cross my legs, trying to hide and make myself invisible.

“You look fantastic, I was joking” I reply He looks at me, in that way and uncrosses my arms; he pulls up my vest and takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks, his hand slides into the front of my shorts. My hands are in his hair, pushing his mouth down on me.

“Gabriel you are going to be late”

He looks up at me, pulls his hands out of my shorts and stands up straight. He smiles before saying “I’m gonna keep sniffing these, to help get me through the day”

I shake my head. Ewww!

“You need help”

“Oh I'm a lost cause Lauren; I became a hopeless case the instant I set eyes on you”

I pull away and breathe. I pour him a coffee as he gets his briefcase and laptop bag together.

“Thanks baby” he says as I pass him a cup “I’ll take the car today but I’ll leave you the keys to the UTE, so if you need to go anywhere you can. I should be finished with this meeting by lunchtime. By the time I pick up the girls I should be back here before three. Don't worry about dinner we'll eat out and next week we’ll go and get you a car sorted out; right I need to shoot before I drag you back to bed. If anyone needs to get in they have to be buzzed in, don't let anyone in unless you know them”

He kisses me on the mouth and passes me his empty cup, my mind is whirring with all the information he's just given me.

“What car?”

“What do you mean what car?”

“What car are you taking?”

“My car, the Beamer that's in the garage”

I haven't been in the garage; I didn't know there was another car in there. I walk down with him and watch as he goes through the internal door to the garage, where there is a sleek red BMW parked. He presses a clicker to open the garage door, gives me a wave and says “I'll call you later baby, have a good day”

He gets in, the gates to the drive slide open, he reverses out and is gone. I close and lock the door as I hear the gates and garage closing.

Nice car. No idea what it is, other than a BMW did he say? Not good with cars, other than driving them. I don't have time to dwell on this, I have shit to do!

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