Gabriel would pick me up in his strong arms and lie me on the bed. I can watch him undress, my eyes on every inch of his gorgeous body. I imagine him climbing on top of me.
Just the brush of his lips makes my body crave his touch even more. I wrap my legs around him. He slides my panties down my hips. I’m burning with desire, the hard length of his erection pressed against the inside of my thigh.
“Are you ready?”
“Oh yes!”
He smiles at me and I can feel his erection slide up the length of my thigh and into me. I can feel a pull or a pinch. I think a little discomfort, but suddenly it feels glorious. I’m so wet for him, and he slides in easily, despite the girth of his cock. He continues to move gently, and sensation builds and crests inside of me.
“Faster,” I plead softly, opening my eyes to meet his.
He eagerly obliges, and with each thrust my hips rise up to meet him. It feels even better than before. I don’t want him to stop. He’s so sweet and gentle. He leans down to kiss me again, and buries his face in the side of my neck. I wrap my arms around him, holding him close. I can feel myself getting closer to my climax. “Don’t stop, I’m so close,” I whimper.
I don’t want this moment to end between us. This is the most amazing thing I have ever done in my entire life. I never knew that love could be this hot and gentle at the same time. Maybe it’s because I’m with him.
I can feel all my muscles in my body tighten. I know what’s going to happen, I know I’m about to cum. My whole body hums and my breath catches. I hold him even closer. “Oh, Gabriel!”
Suddenly my phone rings and I’m brought back to reality. My heart races, I’m so sure that its him. I hurry to answer it, not even bothering with the caller ID. “Hello?” I ask in a breathless voice.
“Hello, Ms. Rhys, this is Hayley with Field Textiles, we’re just calling to let you know that the ivory chiffon you had on backorder has finally come in and we’ll be shipping that out to you!” A chipper woman says from the other end of the line.
My heart sinks. “Oh um, thanks.” I reply, trying and failing to keep the disappointment from my voice.
Fortunately, Hayley doesn’t seem to notice. “You are so welcome!” she chirps, “You can expect it at your shop within the next three days. Thank you for using Field Textiles!” She replies.
We both hang up and I throw the phone on the cushions and fall back with a groan. I stare up at the ceiling and then cover my face with my hands. I got carried away with my thoughts. It was dumb to think that he would be calling. Obviously I must have messed up or I did something to offend him.
Or maybe the attraction was only on my part and he’s just trying to let me off easy. Maybe I imagined the way he felt and reacted to me that night. I sigh softly and get up from the couch. I have no idea what to do or think. It’s driving me crazy feeling this way, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t get him out of my mind. Honestly, I don’t know if I want to. Sure, his distant demeanor is a little intimidating, but there’s something underneath that’s just magnetic.
I sit on the couch and pull out the files that I use for work. I have a few clients left, so I begin to read through the details of the weddings and dress requirements. Maybe work is what I need. Maybe if I can immerse myself in something I love, I can forget about him and the way that I feel right now.
And I’m grateful when I finally become absorbed in it, losing my own thoughts and feelings to a world of lace and happy endings.
Chapter 11
Gabriel
I thought being back in the office would help. But no matter how hard I’ve been trying to work, I can’t seem to concentrate. I feel like I’m on edge and I don’t know why. It’s making me insane, and making it impossible to get anything done.
I hate days where I’m not productive, and having this many in a row? It’s enough to make me fucking crazy. I tap my fingers rhythmically on my desk. I can’t seem to sit still. Maybe it’s because my mind is filled with a million thoughts and I can’t seem to make them go away.
I look around my office and my eyes land on my clock on the wall. I roll my eyes when I see it’s barely 9 am. Clearly this is going to be a long day. I hope I have enough mental strength to get through it. With a groan of frustration, I lean back in my chair, absentmindedly chewing on my thumbnail. I’ve never done that before. I realize what I’m doing and quickly pull my finger away from my mouth. No need for a new bad habit.