‘I love you so much, Mia,’ he said seriously. I wiped the few tears clinging from his long lashes and kissed him.
‘Not as much as I love you,’ I whispered.
‘Not possible,’ he replied and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I woke up so warm and snuggly, disappointed to find he wasn’t in bed with me. I got up and put on my dressing gown and went into the lounge and saw him wrapped in his out on the balcony. I padded out, the decking cold under my feet, slipped my arms around his waist and lay my head on his back.
‘I missed you, Gabe.’ He turned in my arms and draped his over my shoulders, kissing my forehead and resting his chin on the top of my head.
‘I woke and you were so out of it I wanted to leave you a bit longer, you’ve a lot of sleep to catch up on. Dinner will be here in a while.’
‘This view’s so pretty,’ I sighed as I looked over at the twinkling city, around his shoulder.
‘Not as pretty as mine,’ he smiled with a kiss. ‘Come on, my feet are cold so yours must be too.’ We closed the curtains and sat facing each other on the sofa with our feet tucked up and blankets draped over them.
‘So have you had any thoughts what you’d like to do for your birthday?’ he asked.
‘Your dad will be flying back that day won’t he? Maybe we could invite Lexi and Doug over too and cook everyone a nice meal and we’d all be together to open presents on Christmas morning, that would make me really happy.’
‘You don’t want to go out?’
‘We don’t need to go out. As long as I’m with you and my best friend that’s all I want, Gabe. It’s going to be hard not seeing Mum and Gerry, so as long as I’m with you and Lexi I’ll be happy.’
‘Doesn’t it piss you off that everyone’s focus is on Christmas?’
‘Actually no, I kind of like it. I get to have it when it’s dark and everyone’s full of holiday spirit and cheerful and I can cosy up inside with a fire, twinkling lights and a tree and cards everywhere. Plus, I have a great excuse to pig out for a few days. What’s not to love? I don’t get a lot of people complaining about it.’
‘So you’re ok with trees and cards going up before?’
‘Yes. Why, were you going to wait until Christmas morning to decorate all four trees and cook Christmas dinner?’
‘Yes,’ he grinned. ‘So thanks. You’ve just made my plans so much easier.’ We jumped as the door was knocked. ‘Wow, dead on seven-thirty, I’m impressed,’ he said as he went and opened the door. I watched as they wheeled in a trolley with large silver domes and set the dining table, laid out the food and another ice bucket with a two bottles in. Gabe tipped them and I headed to the table. ‘Right, I ordered two main courses and some sides and desserts, with the intention that we could split them and have a bit of each, but if you fancy one more than the other I’m happy to have whatever you don’t want.’ He lifted the lids and I surveyed the feast in front of me. Roast chicken with bread sauce, mashed potatoes and a jus, a huge fillet of salmon with a crusted herb topping and crushed buttered new potatoes and sides of wilted spinach, french fries and his favourite fine green beans.
‘Let’s split if that’s ok with you? Both look really good. Wow, you’re on a serious potato mission tonight, new, mash and fries. My stomach’s rumbling, I didn’t realise how hungry I was.’
‘We need some energy Mia, for all the sex we’ve had and are going to have,’ he advised as he separated the meals and loaded up the plates. He opened a bottle of Pinot Gris and poured us both a glass as we tucked in. I was amazed that we cleared the lot in record time and then shared a sticky toffee pudding with perfectly softened room temperature honeycomb ice cream as well as a creamy blackberry cheesecake.
‘I’m so getting back to running and the gym when we get back.’ I sat back and put my hands on my tummy as I swilled some wine around my mouth. He rang and advised room service that we were done and placed an order for cheese and biscuits, tea and a hot chocolate for ten p.m., and kedgeree, croissants and coffee for breakfast at eight a.m. ‘More food tonight?’ I asked, astonished.
‘You’ll be hungry again by then,’ he chuckled as he gave me his hand and led me to the sofa. I curled up in the corner with the blanket while he went to the bathroom then answered the door when they cleared our plates away. He topped up our wine and came to join me, lying down with his head on my lap as we put on the TV and chilled.
‘I miss Suits, when’s it back?’ I sighed.
‘January I think. Is it Suits you miss or Gabriel?’
‘A bit of both, I also miss Louis, he’s just too funny in it.’
‘Well at least we’ve Arrow, Strike Back, Vampire Diaries and Sleepy Hollow to keep us occupied.’
‘Yes, I love all of those,’ I nodded.
‘Hmmm, let me think why. Two good looking well-built soldiers with weapons, the dark brooding eyes of Ian Somerhalder, then there’s Tom Mison and of course Stephen Amell’s body,’ Gabe snorted disapprovingly. ‘I’ve seen you drooling every time we watch Arrow.’
‘He’s pretty easy on the eyes,’ I agreed with a gulp as I pictured him shirtless in his tight leather trousers working out on that frame in Arrow’s lair. ‘His body reminds me of yours baby, but I’m not in love with him,’ I smiled stroking his hair.
‘Nice save, Mia. I’ve been known to get jealous on occasion, you’d be wise to remember that and not rub me up the wrong way.’
‘On occasion?’ I burst out laughing. ‘Those poor builders won’t even look me in the eye when they say good morning to me now.’ He laughed, grabbed my hand and kissed it and we watched TV for an hour before he got up and went to the bathroom again. I slipped off my robe and climbed up on the dining table and lay back naked, propped up on my elbows, one knee bent and waited for him. His face was a picture when he walked back into the room.
‘What are you up to baby?’ he asked his voice dripping with sex.
‘I’m initiating dirty girl again. We never got to do it on your dining table with your dad surprising us, so I thought you might get on top and fuck me senseless then eat me like you promised back then.’
‘Well if I made a promise it’d be rude to go back on it, wouldn’t it?’ he replied with a twinkle in his eye, tossing aside his dressing gown as he strode over to me, his hard cock bouncing with each step. I squealed with delight as he grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the table and kissed me vigorously and possessively, battering my lips with his before yanking open my thighs and thrusting two fingers inside me.
‘Always so wet baby,’ he groaned.
‘All that talk of Stephen Amell’s body, well it does things to a girl,’ I teased. It had the desired effect of making him mad and he brought me off quickly by rubbing my g-spot with a furiousness I’d not felt before. I yelled as I came and he immediately clamped his mouth down between my thighs, fucking me with his tongue until I came again. He moved up to suck my clit and I fell back on the table, gripping the edges for dear life as I thrashed my head and pushed my hips up into his face until I shattered again, pulsing and tingling all over, moisture seeping out of me. He stood up and shoved me back up the table and climbed onto it, then lifted one of my legs over his shoulder as he thrust into me.
‘Still thinking about Stephen?’ he growled, his eyes flashing with annoyance and lust.
‘No … no Gabe, just you … o God, just you.’ I grabbed his head and forced my tongue into his mouth, groaning as he fucked me like a man possessed, his chest rubbing my swollen nipples, his pelvis my clit. ‘Gabe, it’s too much, come … please come,’ I groaned as my senses were overpowered. I felt him everywhere, in me, on me, his arms pinning down my shoulders and his hands on the top of my head. With my one leg up in the air he was able to sink right into me and he took full advantage. He was wild and feral, grunting and biting.
‘I’m the only one you think about Mia, no one else,’ he hissed in my ear as he bit my neck hard.
‘Only you … Gabe … I love
… you.’ I climaxed again and sobbed as my core clenched hard and my legs stiffened up. He showed no signs of stopping so I circled my hips and clenched and released my muscles for all they were worth, milking him hard. I had to make him come, I couldn’t take much more. ‘I love you Gabe, I love you,’ I groaned and he let out a deep roar as he rammed into me really hard, sliding us both up the table and I felt him spurting hot and thick inside me and I came with such sweet relief, sweat clinging to my body. Before I’d a chance to recover he pulled out of me and dragged me back down to the edge of the table and shoved his fingers up inside me stirring before pulling them out and pushing them into my mouth to suck.
‘I do this to you, Mia. I get you wet and desperate, no one else, this is all mine,’ he said, clearly enunciating each word. He bent over and pushed his face between my legs and lapped away the evidence of our session, moaning as he did so. Damn, he was so dirty and erotic. I smiled, totally spent, as I lay there feeling his tongue working inside me and suddenly came again and screamed his name as his hands firmly held my stomach down.
I was still shuddering as he slid me off the table and sat back on one of the chairs, pulling me onto his lap, straddling him and he let out a huge sigh. I collapsed against his body, which was also slick with perspiration. I didn’t even have the energy to put my arms around his neck, my heart was cantering, my breathing ragged and I realised he was the same. We sat there silently for ages, before his arms tightened around me and he kissed the side of my face.
‘Wow,’ he exclaimed.
‘Hmmm, I concur.’
‘You made me so mad, teasing me,’ he whispered.
‘I’m going to make you mad at least once a month then, not more. I couldn’t take that too often,’ I sighed. He chuckled, gripped my arms and sat me upright and kissed me before grabbing my bottom and standing lifting me up with him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist and he carried me into the shower, cleaned us both up before returning with our dressing gowns and scooping me up and carrying me back to the sofa. He stretched out, feet up and I lay down and put my head in his lap watching the fire as he ran his fingers through my hair. ‘You smell so nice. What wash did you use?’ I asked.
‘I think it was the black peppercorn one.’
‘You smell good anyway, but this is really sexy on you.’ I propped myself up and tugged at the tie on his bathrobe and pushed it back so I could admire his delicious looking and smelling body. I watched his penis unfurl, grow and stiffen as he watched me looking at him. ‘Wow,’ I uttered.
‘Anything in particular you like baby?’ he laughed.
‘O yes, all of it, particularly this,’ I said as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and squeezed making him groan. I bent my head and licked his balls as my hand moved up and down his thickness, until his hand closed over mine and worked with me.
‘Fuck,’ he groaned as I squeezed off each stroke over his thick velvety head, tighter each time. I licked off the evidence of his excitement with the tip of my tongue and he started to thrust his hips up and down, adding to the friction of my grasp, as I worked him up and down repeating over and over. ‘Mia, I’m going to come. Swallow me baby, take me in.’
‘Yes Sir,’ I smiled. I put my lips around his head and tongued his tip as I pumped him and just as his body went rigid, I pulled my head away and watched him pulse out all over his stomach and chest. Streams of thick fluid spewed out and he groaned, looking at me surprised, before slumping back against the cushioned sofa back. I ran my fingers through it, spreading it all over his taut abs and pecs and put my fingers to my mouth and sucked much to his delight before doing it again and giving them to him. He sucked as we locked eyes and I felt myself clench with excitement to watch him do it, before I bent down and licked his stomach clean. I climbed onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him and moulding myself around his hard body contours and tugged the blanket up over us.
‘I enjoyed that,’ he murmured, kissing my temple.
‘Me too, I wanted to watch you come instead of just swallowing,’ I smiled as I looked up at him.
‘So I saw, dirty girl.’
‘I’m feeling very horny.’
‘I noticed,’ he replied with a twinkle in his eye, one eyebrow raised in amusement.
‘It’s like the more you fuck me the more I want you.’ I looked at him shocked as I felt him twitch and swell below me.
‘Already?’ I gasped.
‘You want me, that’s all the incentive I need baby,’ he replied as he lifted my hips and pulled me over him and impaled me in one smooth move making me cry out louder. It was short and sweet, he came at the same time as I did and I wrapped my arms around him tightly as I kissed him.
I grinned at him happily and stood up as the door knocked. I went to get it, as he pulled his dressing gown back around him, and took delivery of the cheese platter, tea and hot chocolate. We sat on the sofa and fed each other as I slurped on my hot drink making him laugh, then lay down again my head in his lap as he covered me with the blanket and I closed my eyes contented.
When I opened them again I found myself naked in bed, alone. I checked the alarm clock, to see it was nearly midnight. I got up and pulled a t-shirt on and opened the door to the lounge and saw him on the sofa, with his iPad, rubbing his eyes.
‘Hi,’ I called out. He turned to see me and smiled.
‘Hi.’
‘I’m sorry I fell asleep.’
‘I thought you’d be more comfortable in bed.’ He tried to stifle a big yawn. I walked around and took his iPad off him, setting it on the sofa, then climbed onto his lap and lay my head on his chest. ‘Why didn’t you get in with me?’
‘I wanted to find the fire’s and fire places, get them ordered and email Tom to schedule them into the build, so I wouldn’t forget. I didn’t want to disturb you.’
‘Gabe, you’re on holiday, it can all wait until Monday. Switch off.’
‘I’m just excited about it. I want to keep on top of everything, so there are no delays. I can’t wait to move in with you, Mia.’
‘I know, but you’re still recovering, you need to rest too and you haven’t done much resting today.’ I slipped my hand in his gown and traced my fingers over his baby soft shoulder scar.
‘I’ve done lots of relaxing, doesn’t sex count?’
‘Giving me hundreds of orgasms isn’t resting, Gabe. Come back to bed with me, we’ve got to be up early again tomorrow.’
‘Let me finish this email and I’ll be there.’
‘Promise?’
‘I promise.’ He pulled my lower lip out and nipped it with his teeth before kissing me. ‘Thank you for caring, go on, I’ll be there in a few minutes.’
I got up and went to brush my teeth and took a glass of water back to bed with me, it was still warm from where I’d been asleep before so I snuggled down in the same spot and decided to wait for him to join me. When he’d not arrived half an hour later, I got up and went into the lounge and found him fast asleep, leaning back on the sofa, his iPad on the floor. I picked it up and put it on the coffee table and debated waking him up to take him back to bed with me, but he was obviously exhausted, so instead I went and turned off the lights, leaving the fire on and covered him with the big fleece blanket before I snuck under and shimmied up to lie at his side, my bottom against his hip. He made a small moan and stirred and when he moved no further I closed my eyes and went to sleep.
Friday
Fingers circling my naval and hot lips on my shoulder woke me up and I flexed my stiff lower back.
‘Morning baby, what are we doing on the sofa instead of in bed?’ he asked. I wriggled around to face him.
‘Someone broke their promise to come back to bed Gabe and I was waiting for you for half an hour,’ I chastised.
‘You should’ve woken me up.’
‘You’d have then wanted sex before we went to sleep and you obviously needed to rest.’
‘So you came and
slept on here with me to avoid sex?’
‘No … well yes, plus I wasn’t spending the first night of our break sleeping alone.’
‘I was very disorientated when I woke up to find myself in the lounge with you lying next to me. You’re so sweet.’ He ran his thumb over my cheek.
‘And you’re so naughty when I told you to come to bed and you promised.’
‘What can I do to make it up to you,’ he asked as he rubbed his nose against mine.
‘What time is it?’
‘Twenty past seven.’
‘Then you’ve ten minutes to fuck me fast before I go and get in the shower and get ready for breakfast at eight. I’ve cute fat pandas to see. What are you looking at? Get on me and do me, now,’ I ordered. He laughed and rolled me onto my back, tickling me until I screamed and then climbed between my legs and fucked me hard until I screamed even louder.
We quickly showered and washed our hair and got dressed. I pulled on my black jeans, red converses, red jumper and got my black thick cardigan out. I packed my handbag before drying my hair and leaving it loose and putting on some mascara. Gabe towel dried his hair into a sexy mess and put on his black combats with his Ferrari long sleeve grey t-shirt, his onyx converses and pulled out a dark grey jumper. He was attractive in any outfit, but those combats ranked up there with his suits as one of my favourite outfits on him.
We were just ready as the door knocked and our breakfast arrived and we gulped it down fast, brushed our teeth and headed out. He’d booked a taxi for eight-thirty to take us to the zoo, which opened at nine. We got in the cab and I was beyond excited as we pulled up at the main gate. We queued up waiting for it to open, so we could get our tickets for the panda viewing, chose the two p.m. slot and headed in. Gabe grabbed a map and pulled his sweater on, it was cold and crisp, but at least it wasn’t raining. I tightened the belt around my cardigan.
‘Baby I’m worried you’re going to get cold. Come on, let’s go and look for a hat and scarf for you.’
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