Avery lowered her eyes and felt her face heat. She would love to have him strip naked so she could ogle his body, inch by gorgeous inch. In her dreams she had pictured the muscles of his chest, his long muscular legs and the length of his thickening cock. It had been so vivid but oh, the real thing, standing in front of her, would be exquisite. But, to see her Adonis naked, she would have to be naked too. She had bared her body to hundreds of men but Gabe was different. Shyness overwhelmed her. What if he didn’t like what he saw?
“Sweetheart?”
“Sorry. I'm not sure.”
He tilted his head to one side. “You're not shy are you?”
She dropped her gaze to the floor. She felt the heat crawl up the back of her neck and explode over her face as she blushed.
Gabe recognized she was uncomfortable, he didn't understand why. “How about I grab a couple of towels and you can decide when we get down there?”
“Yes, thank you”
He disappeared down a hallway and reappeared with two huge blanket sized beach towels.
“Mom, dad we’re heading down to the beach,” he shouted.
“Be careful.” It was his mother's usual warning no matter what he was doing or where he was going.
Gabe took Avery's hand and led her outside to the back garden. He flicked a switch by the door. The whole garden was illuminated by dozens of small lights intertwined in the trees.
“It's like a fairyland,” she exclaimed with delight.
“Yeah, mom's doing. Dad still grumbles about it looking like a Christmas setting all year long.”
“It's beautiful. Magical.”
Her head swiveled one way then the other as they made their way through the garden to the steps. She was overwhelmed with the sight. Her eyes wide. Gabe thought she reminded him of a kid in a candy store.
The steps were illuminated by small lights inserted on each side. When they stepped on to the sand, a huge cabana covered in more of the small, twinkling lights was revealed. He led her toward it and drew her inside.
The structure had a polished wooden floor, several colorful lounges and cushions scattered about. Her eye was caught by a large cooler tucked in one corner.
“Wow, this is beautiful. I could live down here.”
He chuckled as he threw the towels onto one of the lounges and kicked off his boat shoes.
She unfastened her sandals and slipped them from her feet.
They strolled along the uninhabited beach holding hands. The moon reflected off the water, waves crashed onto the shore, the warm breeze caressed their bodies.
Avery sighed.
“Feeling a little better?”
“How could you not feel better here?”
“I know. I love it. I own the block a little way down the road. One day I'll build a house and raise a family here.”
Her gut churned at the thought of Gabe with some other woman, but why? She barely knew the man. Sure, he was kind, thoughtful and drop dead sexy but, she had only just met him. How could she have such strong feelings? She was inexperienced when it came to sex. She had kissed a few boys but her attitude toward intercourse was old fashioned and she had only given herself to one man who she thought loved her as much as she did him. Gabe would never want such an inexperienced lover and one who was so average to look at.
“It will be beautiful.” She kicked at the sand.
Gabe stopped and pulled her in front of him. “Avery, what's going on?”
“What do you mean?”
“I think you know I have feelings for you. I don't understand why. You are a beautiful girl, gentle, sweet, but we barely know each other. You have cast a spell over me.”
“I'm as confused as you are.” Emotion lowered her voice to a husky whisper.
He drew her closer, wrapped his arms around her, lowered his head and crushed her lips with his. Their tongues tangled and twisted, grazed against teeth.
She wound her fingers in his hair as he ran his hands up her sides and followed the curve of her breasts.
They drew apart, breathless.
“Let's head back.” Gabe's voice was abrupt.
Avery stayed where she was as he strode off. What had she done wrong? He stopped and turned toward her.
“Are you coming?”
She stayed where she was. He moved back to her.
“Why are you angry?”
He pulled her back against his chest. “Sweetheart, I’m not angry. I’m fucking scared. I’ve never in my life felt so strongly about a woman and I’ve only known you a couple of days. It terrifies me.”
“I'm sorry.”
“Sweetheart, it's not your fault. Come on.” He grasped her hand and led her back to the cabana.
Avery dropped into a lounge while Gabe opened the cooler. “Cola, Lemonade, Orange Juice, Beer?”
“Orange juice please.”
He handed her the bottle, grabbed himself a beer and dropped onto the lounge alongside her. He took a mouthful and set the bottle on the floor before standing and removing his t-shirt.
Avery almost choked on her orange juice. The man was ten times sexier than she had imagined. “W..w..what are you doing?”
“I'm going for a swim. You don't have to join me if you don't want to.”
She was speechless. Gabe had peeled off his shorts and boxers. Fucking hell, he is amazing! Her eyes greedily roamed his body as he took another mouthful of beer. Even limp, his cock was enormous. She felt her face heating.
He started from the cabana toward the beach. The cheeks of his perfect ass rose and fell as he moved away.
Avery thoughtfully sipped at her juice and made a decision. I want him and fuck the consequences.
She peeled off her dress, slipped out of her panties, unfastened her bra and threw them all onto a cushion. She then followed his steps to the water.
Gabe glanced up and thought he was seeing things. Framed by the moonlight a naked, and very beautiful, Avery headed toward him. Her breasts bounced ever so slightly as she walked. He wanted to bury his head in her cleavage, suck on her nipples until they beaded and swelled. His eyes drifted over her body as he crouched in the water. His dick flinched and stood up, despite the cool water, when he noticed her hairless mound. How was he gonna keep his hands off her?
Slowly she entered the water and stepped over to him.
He stood and walked toward her. “Changed your mind?”
“I want you. I don't care about commitment or promises, I just want you. Tonight. Now.” She boldly moved closer, pulled his head down and planted her lips against his.
Gabe knew he was gone. He had tried hard to be noble but to hell with it. He wanted her too. Wanted her like no other woman he had ever known.
When they moved apart, she noted the smoldering passion in his eyes. They were both breathless and wanting.
Without a word, he led her back to the cabana.
****
Gabe grabbed a towel and gently rubbed Avery's body dry. As he did so he caressed her with his lips, placing light kisses everywhere. Her knees grew weak. Her eyes closed eyes and she groaned.
He dropped to his knees, placed a hand on her ass and pulled her mound to his mouth. She gasped. He was going to put his mouth on her pussy. She tried not to react, no-one had ever touched her down there.
Gabe spread her trembling legs, held her close with his hand on her backside and spread her folds with his other hand. She was already wet and when he caressed her with his tongue, he tasted her sweet, but salty, nectar.
Her blood heated, she was on fire. Her legs were going to fail her. The warmth of his tongue teased and tormented.
When he latched onto her clit with his teeth, she squeaked. “Fuck.”
Rising, he captured her lips, swept her into his arms and lowered her onto a lounge. Without releasing her lips, he climbed above her. Her body trembled. His cock was now hard and huge. How the hell was that going to fit? It was most certainly bigger than the one she’d previously had.
Leaning down, he snatched up his shorts, located his wallet and pulled out a condom.
Avery heard the packet rip and watched as he slid the latex over his length.
“Will you fit?” she asked nervously.
Alarm bells screamed in Gabe's head. “What do you mean?”
“You're so big. I don't know how you will fit inside.”
He swung himself onto the side of the lounge and sat facing her. “Avery, have you had sex before?”
She closed her eyes. “Once, when I was sixteen and stupid. I thought I was in love. That was seven years ago and his was nowhere near as big as yours though.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He dragged his fingers through his hair.
Tears escaped her eyes.
He gently swiped at her tears. “Sweetheart, don't cry. I didn't realize you were so inexperienced. I mean…. Never mind, I just need to approach this a little differently.”
“You thought because I stripped for men, I must fuck them too.” Anger tinged her voice. “I’m not a fucking hooker.”
“No, you're such a beautiful woman I figured you must have had a boyfriend more recently.”
“I have had boyfriends since then but no-one I wanted to be with. I didn’t want to be fucked and left again. I guess you don't want me now? She attempted to sit but he captured her lips in a breath stealing kiss. When he lifted his head, passion burned in his eyes.
“Is that the kiss of someone who doesn't want you?”
“I guess not.”
“I'll take it slow. Being with only a boy and so long ago means you will be similar to a virgin.”
“Okay.”
As he kissed her again he tweaked and pinched at her nipples until they pebbled and beaded. He replaced his hand with his lips and as he suckled and nipped, he slipped a finger deep inside Avery's folds.
His finger was inside her. Her nipples ached from so much attention, her pussy was drenched. Now there were two fingers inside. She lifted her hips, pushing toward the objects of her enjoyment.
“Gabe,” she moaned.
“Hmmm?”
“I need…”
“You need what?”
“I don't really know.” She was breathless. She had boarded a train that was now full steam ahead. Her head spun, lights flashed before her eyes, the fingers were relentless. Then it hit her, she was no longer on earth. Wave after tumultuous wave washed over her. Gabe brought her back down slowly. “Fuck, what was that?”
“That, my darling was your very first orgasm. I think I can assume you didn’t have one when you were sixteen?”
“Oh no, it felt nothing like this. I want more.”
Gabe chuckled but stopped abruptly when she reached for his dick and encased it in her soft, slender fingers. He peeled them away and didn't miss her look of confusion. “If you do that, I'll come before I even get inside you.”
He lifted himself above her and positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. “Ready?”
“I think so.”
“I'll take it slow but you’ll probably feel a little pain as I enter and stretch you.”
“I'll be fine,” she assured him. “Teach me how to make love. I want to learn everything.”
I'll teach you all right. He pushed his cock in a short distance, pulled out and pushed in again. Each time he slipped in a little further. Keeping his eyes locked with hers and watching her closely he continued until his cock was buried to the hilt. He stopped to give her a moment to adjust to the fullness.
“Don't stop.”
He moved slowly in and out, his balls slapped against her perfect ass.
Avery lifted and lowered her hips in a steady rhythm. Tentative, unsure.
Gabe pumped faster.
They were both climbing the same mountain and without warning, they reached the peak. Her nails raked his back and ass, her scream echoed through the night. Seconds later, he joined her and roared his delight.
They relaxed into each other's arms, breathless but satisfied.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Amazing.”
Gabe chuckled. He couldn't think clearly. He was certain he had blown his brains out through his dick hole. He had never before come so hard or felt this good. He made the decision right there, right then – this exquisite girl was now his.
Chapter Eight
Gabe was seated at the kitchen counter munching on a slice of toast and reading the paper when Avery wandered in. Disheveled, hair askew, eyes not quite clear, he still thought she was beautiful. With the sun streaming through the glass panels onto her back, the outline of her body was as clear as if she was naked. He wriggled on the stool as his cock hardened and the pressure became uncomfortable. Giving up he stood and repositioned himself.
Avery smiled as she moved over to him. He wore only boxer shorts, his desire evident.
He gathered her into his arms and devoured her with a long, passionate kiss. “Good morning. You're up early.”
She glanced at the clock on the wall. The hands showed the time to be a few minutes past five. “I didn't realize it was this early.”. She didn't admit she hadn't been able to sleep thanks to the replaying of memories in which they were making love again and again. Like demented butterflies, desire fluttered deep within her femininity.
She leaned her head on his chest. Warmth from his body washed over her. This must be what safety and contentment feels like.
Gabe entangled his fingers in her wild curls, one hand lifted her nightdress and stroked her back. He followed the curve of her ass cheeks. He couldn't get enough of the silken feel of her skin and hair. “Sleep well?” Would have had to have slept better than me. He had tossed and turned for most of the night reliving their sexual encounter. In the end he had given up, showered and come out for something to eat. “Toast, coffee, tea?”
“I did sleep well,” she lied. “Toast and coffee would be perfect. Point me in the right direction and I'll make it.”
“No. Go and sit out on the balcony and enjoy the sunrise. I'll guarantee it's a view you haven't witnessed before.”
She planted a kiss on his cheek before padding barefoot through the room. Opening the glass door wide, she stepped onto the balcony. The fresh sea air assaulted her senses, seagulls screeched overhead, the silhouette of a cargo ship moved slowly across the horizon. Mixed in with this were the most spectacular shades of pinks and oranges she had ever seen. The sun was a blazing ball of red announcing the arrival of a new day.
Gabe slipped up behind her and placed his arms around her waist. She relaxed back against him.
“It's gorgeous. Your parents are so blessed to live here and witness such sunrises.”
“I never tire of sitting out here and watching the sunrise and sunset. I love this place. It's why I bought the land down the road. I can't imagine raising kids anywhere else.”
Again, a pang of jealousy shot through her body. Who would be the girl lucky enough to share Gabe's life? Raise his children? Journey into old age with him?
“Your coffee and toast are getting cold.”
She turned and saw her breakfast on the table. “I didn’t hear you place it down.”
Gabe pulled out a chair and she sat. “You learn to move quietly as a cop. Don't want to alert the criminals.” He retrieved his own cup from the kitchen before sitting beside her. “What do you plan for the day?”
“I'm not sure. I'll see what I can do to help your mom and then I think I might spend time down on the beach. Do some thinking. Make some decisions.”
“Do you read?”
“I love to but I don't have any books with me.”
“Help yourself to whatever you like in the library.”
“The library?” For the life of her, she couldn't remember seeing a library when she had been shown through the house the previous night.
“It's downstairs. I didn't get a chance to show you last night. We have a gym, room with a pool table, lounges and television and a library with about five thous
and or so books.”
“I want to see it. Now.” She started to stand, her excitement obvious.”
Gabe eased her down. “It will still be there after you have breakfast and a shower. I have a feeling if you go down now, you won't reappear for hours.”
She laughed before taking a dainty bite of her toast and a sip of her coffee. “You're right. I tend to get swept away when I'm around books.”
“I'll take you down there before I leave for work.”
The reality that another girl would be sent to strip in that sleazy club crashed down on her. Nausea rose in her throat.
Gabe watched the sparkle in her eyes disappear, as if a light had been snuffed out. She paled and her hands trembled slightly. “Avery?”
“I was thinking about the poor girl who is going to be sent to the club.”
“Don't fret. The woman I have in mind is very professional and capable of handling herself. There will be at least two undercover cops in the club with her. I promise she will be safe.”
“It's just, I detested being a captive of those men and I hate the thought someone else has to go through what I did.”
“If everything goes according to plan, all the girls will be released from Vince's grip. Don't worry, I’m confident it will work out.”
****
Gabe strode into the station and rapped on Captain Lindon's office door.
“Come in.”
He entered the office. “Sir, can I have a word?”
“Jervis. Close the door and take a seat. I gather the detectives have filled you in on why I pulled you off your case.”
Gabe closed the door with a soft click and sat in the chair opposite the Captain. “Yes, they did. That's why I'm here. I made contact with the girl from the strip club – Miss Avery Watson. I’ve spent the past two days with her and she is convinced she knows who killed my sister.”
“Very good. Does she have proof?”
“No, sir. She said she can't prove it but she knows it was one of the men from the club. Martin 'Marty' Reynolds. He's got a rap sheet a mile long. Assault, break and enter, robbery. He's been in and out of juvie centers and spent two years in Long Bay after he assaulted a man in a road rage incident. Suspected of dealing drugs but we haven't been able to nail him. Avery, um, Miss Watson is convinced it was him. Apparently he had been harassing Tegan for quite a while and reduced her to tears on more than one occasion.”
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