Saviour (Saviour #1)(62)

“Ava, this is Lauren, Lauren this is my daughter Ava. It was Lauren that did all of this for you bubby, we went out and bought all the stuff together but Lauren did your collage and all your pictures and set everything up for you today”

He doesn't take his eyes off me as he speaks, still smiling that million dollar smile.

“Thanks so much Lauren. Cool pants. I love it, I love it all, I wouldn't change a thing, it’s so cool, thank you”

Sophie pipes up with “Yeah Lauren, it’s awesome really awesome and these doona covers are just the bomb. Love your yoga pants too”

Gabe raises his eyebrows at me and mouths 'The Bomb?' and shrugs. I'm mesmerized watching him stroke Ava's hair. They are clones of each other, so alike, watch out Gabe, she is gonna grow up to be a stunner!

She looks up at him, smiles and puts her arms around his waist. “Thanks for all the stuff Dad, I love you” he kisses the top her head and says “right back at ya bubby”

She turns back around to me, smiling “Thanks again Lauren”

“You’re welcome” I call out as I walk back along the hallway and up the stairs. I feel a little emotional, watching them together, I really need to speak to my kids, I am a mum before anything else in my life, and I am missing them so much. I hear Gabe tell them that we will be going out for dinner at six so they had better be ready. It's only 3.30 but he’s very wise telling them now, I know how long 13 year old girls take to get ready, especially when there are two of them sharing the bathroom.

I top up my wine so that it’s nicely chilled again and because I need the alcohol for the extra courage required if I am going to carry out my little fantasy I have been working on all afternoon. I can still hear the girls screaming and giggling as he comes up the stairs.

“Come here” he orders from around the bench. Shit, what have I done, did I over step the mark with the pictures? I stand in front of him and swallow hard; he weaves his fingers through mine and pulls me towards him.

“That was a really, really nice thing to do, I really can't thank you enough”

“Oh you can” I say into his mouth as he kisses me, relieved that he’s not mad. “And I know just how you can do it”

“You do?”

He kisses my neck.

“I so do”

My throat.

“You going to tell me?”

His teeth, on my jaw “No”

My mouth again.

“No. Why not?”

My cardigan is off my shoulders and his teeth are grazing up and down the curve of my neck, across my shoulder.

“Because I'm going to show you”

“You’re going to show me are you?”

“Yes”

“And when do you plan on showing me?”

He kisses in the hollow of my throat.

“Now”

He licks from the same spot, up my throat, over my chin, then flicks his tongue into my mouth. Oh God.

“Come on then let's go” He literally drags me to the bedroom.

“Don’t take your suit off” I order. I feel so embarrassed to ask, but I've been thinking about this all day.

“Go into your office and wait for me”

“Why, Lauren, what are you doing?”

“Just go and wait, I'll be two minutes tops”

He heads off to the office; I quickly pull on the hold ups, black pencil skirt and white blouse that I put out earlier. No underwear, that will just slow us down. I Pull my hair up and wind it in a lose bun and put on my glasses and a pair of killer hills, grab my note pad and pen and head into the office. I walk in and lean back against the door as I close it, sucking on my pen. Gabe’s sitting in the big leather office chair, facing away from me, he spins around, as I say “you wanted me to take something down for you, Mr Wilde Sir?”

He stares for a couple of beats, he blinks slowly, twice, his eyes staying closed a little longer than expected, ha, my appearance is having some effect, hope it’s the right one! I watch him swallow, hard, his lips are apart, his mouth slightly open as he runs his tongue around them and my insides quiver.

“Yes Ms Day I do, lock the door and come over here please”

I walk towards him, he’s breathing so loud I can hear him as I approach. My skirt is short and tight. It's one that I wore to a St Trinians night so was meant to be more for a school girl look than a secretary but it’s all I had to hand.

“Sit” he motions to his desk so I pull my skirt to the top of my thighs and sit, first with my legs open, just to give him a flash, then with my legs crossed. I slip my shoe off and dangle it from my toe, all the while, sucking on my pencil.

“I would like you to unzip my pants Ms Day, I would like you to take my cock in your mouth and suck, and then I would like you to pull up your skirt, bend over my desk, and let me f*ck you. Have you got all that Ms Day?”

“Yes Sir, I have”

I slide off the desk, unzip his fly and pull out his cock, it is rock hard, and there are already juices leaking from the tip. I look him straight in the eye and lick my lips. I drop to my knees and take him as far into my mouth as I can. I can taste his saltiness and I wonder how long he will actually last as I flick my tongue over and into his tip. He's leaning back in his chair, hips forward, his hands in my hair, he makes the most amazing sound as he flexes his hips forward, pushing himself all the way to the back of my throat. He pulls my head back by my hair and says “Bend”