34. Chapter Thirty Four
Ilove kissing you? I mentally facepalm at my own awkwardness. I can”t believe I almost blurted out those three words.
I love you! But do I? I know I care for him and that I don’t want this, whatever it is, to end. But is it love? Real love? And more to the point, could he ever love me back?
“Riley? Did you hear me?” Gabe asks gently, tapping a finger on my shoulder.
“Sorry, what?” I ask as I shake my head and try to bring myself back to reality.
“I was asking if you wanted to watch TV or something?”
“Yeah, okay,” I say as I shuffle out of the bed and reach for the remote that”s placed on the bedside table.
I flick from channel to channel looking for something interesting to watch but nothing really sounds good. I continue looking until I hear a Taylor Swift song belting out.
“Oh my god! I used to love this song,” I laugh as I begin singing along. “Don”t tell me you don’t know this one,” I say when I see Gabe eyeing me up with a small grin.
“Not a clue what this is, but don’t let me stop ya,” he laughs.
“Taylor Swift! You don”t know who Taylor Swift is?” I gasp.
“Think I”ve heard of her; no fucking idea what she sings though,” he replies with a shrug.
“What?! Have you been living under a rock or something?” I say as I playfully hit him with my pillow. “She was the very first concert me and Harper went to. We begged our parents for weeks and weeks, to take us. Then we woke up at like 5 a.m. to go and spend a whole day waiting for a chance to see her.”
“What time did it start? 5 a.m. is a crazy time for a concert.” He clearly does not believe that I would do that.
“No silly, the concert was in the evening, seven or eight o”clock maybe, but we lined up all day to make sure we were near the front. We had floors!”
“What the fuck? You”re telling me you stood outside in the cold for over twelve hours just to see some skinny blonde girl sing?” he says as he looks from me to the TV with a frown.
“Yes, it was amazing. We made friends in the line with other Swifties.”
“Swifties?” he interrupts.
“Yeah, Swifties! It”s what Taylor Swift fans are called, silly.”
“More like crazies,” he chides. “What did you do for all that time waiting?”
“We spent the day with my mum, that was before we realized how sick she was of course, and just had a great time. Pretty sure I still have a t-shirt somewhere from it,” I say as I try to think of where it might be.
“It’s a good thing you’re cute, because you”re fucking crazy!” he laughs.
“Aww, you think I”m cute?” I tease as I place my hands under my chin and try my best to look angelic.
“Well you look pretty damn cute when my dick pounds into that smart mouth of yours,” he replies with a mischievous smirk.
“Seriously, is that all you think about?” I say as I playfully swat at his chest.
“Every damn second,” he purrs as his eyes drop to my lips and he bites on his own.
“I thought I was horny, but you are insatiable.” I say as I roll my eyes at him.
“Then maybe you should give me what I want,” he suggests as he gently caresses my leg and leans toward me.
“Nope,” I say as I shake my head slightly and tightly squeeze my thighs together to block his path. Gabe pouts like a child, so I lean forward and in my most seductive whisper, “I think you need to be punished first.”
I see Gabe”s eyes widen and fill with arousal, “Oh yeah, and how exactly are YOU going to punish ME?” he asks, his voice laced with longing.
“Well I was thinking…” I say as I stare deeply into his eyes, making him think he’s about to get some sort of sexy prize.
“Taylor Swift marathon, and you don”t get to touch me until you know at least one chorus of a song,” I say with a laugh.
Gabe’s whole face morphs from desire to confusion, then annoyance, before finally settling on a stubborn child pout.
“You are such a bitch,” Gabe says in a playful yet grumpy way.
“I prefer the term brat, actually,” I say as I poke out my tongue.
I turn up the TV, leaving Gabe to huff behind me and realize we”re around halfway through the ‘Top 10 Taylor Swift songs’ so I make him watch them all. Every now and again he tries to talk to me or tries to distract me by kissing my neck or running his hand along my bare skin, and as much as I wanna give in, my stubbornness won’t let me. So instead, each time I simply ask, “Do you know the words yet?” and smirk as he grumbles, “No.”
I”m loving having the power over him for once, even if it”s something as simple as this. It makes me feel oddly accomplished to know I”m in charge.
“I think I know this one,” Gabe finally says.
“Oh yeah? Sing it then,” I laugh.
“I’m not fucking singing,” Gabe snaps. “That was never part of the deal.”
“Fine, say the words then,” I agree.
“And I get to fuck you if I do?” Gabe asks as he peppers kisses on my shoulder.
“Yep, get the words right and you can do anything you want to me,” I smirk.
“Anything?” Gabe’s eyes go as wide as saucers, probably thinking of some dirty thing he wants to do, and damn do I hope he gets the words right so that I can find out what that dirty mind is planning.
“Players, play, play, play,” Gabe says in a very monotone voice.
“You can do better than that!” I laugh.
“Haters, hate, hate, hate,” he says, this time in tune but still not quite singing.
“Something, something, shake it off, shake it off,” he says with an ‘I did it so now give me what I want’ grin.
“Oooh, so close, but those are the wrong words,” I tease, as I stand and pretend to leave.
Gabe lets a loud grumble out as he grabs my hand and pulls me backwards, causing me to fall back onto the bed. I let out a squeal of excitement and his hand flies up and covers my mouth.
“That”s enough from you. I don”t wanna hear another sound till you”re screaming my name. For being a brat, I should really not let you cum,” he snaps, in that powerful and bossy tone. The one that completely makes me melt.
He removes his hand and goes to stand, “whe…” I don”t even have chance to get out one word before his hand is back over my mouth.
“I told you, Firecracker, I don”t wanna hear another sound until you”re screaming my name,” he says as he gives my thigh a playful spank, while still covering my mouth and staring deep into my eyes.
I nod in response and get a small kiss on the neck as a reward. He stands up again and walks away. I don”t say a single word but follow him with my eyes. He walks towards the end of the bed, bending down to where his discarded clothes are, and disappears from my eyeline for a moment. What is he doing?
He stands up a second later and I see he has something hidden behind his back.He looks down at me and must notice my confused expression as he steps closer and asks, “Do you trust me, baby?”
Do I trust him? Can I trust him? Should I trust him?My brain wonders for a moment as a mixture of fear and arousal surrounds me. But my mouth betrays me by mumbling a simple “yes.”
A grin finds its way to Gabe’s mouth as he slowly pulls a thick leather belt from behind his back. Fuck! What did I agree to? Is he going to hurt me? Worse than the last time he punished me, up on the rooftop.
My face must give away my thoughts as he quickly steps closer, and caresses my face with one hand while continuing to hold the belt with the other. “Don”t worry Firefly, I’d never hurt you.”
I nod my head in response, as despite the hard exterior he has, I know there”s a softy inside him. When all is said and done I feel safer with him than any other boy I”ve ever dated.
“Tell me you trust me and I”ll make sure you love every second. But if you can’t, then we stop now,” Gabe says as he grips my chin forcefully and forces me to look straight into his big beautiful green eyes.
“I trust you,” I whisper slowly. What am I getting myself into?
I hear the belt drop to the floor as he uses the hand that was holding it to scoop around me and lift me higher up the bed as he kisses me.
“Close your eyes,” he purrs as he loosens my towel, and exposes my naked body.
I do as he asks. I feel the bed dip as he moves and reaches down for what I can only assume is the belt.
“Keep your eyes closed, and trust me,” he tells me again.
I try my best to do as I”m told, but my body and mind are on edge in anticipation as I feel the cold leather caress my legs and thigh as his hands and the leather stroke my skin.
I feel his hand grip my outer thigh as he forces me to turn slightly and pushes one leg over the other so that my ass is partially exposed. “Hmmm,” he growls as he runs a hand over my bare ass.
“My belt is just begging to spank this.”
What? My eyes fly open as I sling my leg back down so that I”m lying on my back and my poor ass is no longer exposed.
“I know I fucked up once before, baby…” he says as he places a soft kiss on my hip bone, “..but I promise I’ll never hurt you again.”
He has so much sincerity and guilt in his eyes that I decide to ignore my fears and trust him. I close my eyes again, let out a small breath and nod. Silently giving him permission to continue.
He lifts my leg again and moves it so that he has access to my ass again. He caresses it before giving me a small tap with his big strong calloused hand. I jump in surprise, but also in relief that it’s his hand rather than the belt hitting me.
“Are you ready for the belt now?”
“I think so,” I reply, still doing my best to keep my eyes closed.
A small, soft tap hits me, so soft in fact that I barely feel a thing.
“See, that”s not so bad is it?” Gabe says cautiously. “I”m going to do it again,” he says, just as another soft tap hits, this one slightly harder than the last, but still barely enough to leave a sting.
“Good girl,” he purrs. “Now it”s time to do it properly. One… two” he counts and the fear takes over causing me to screw my face in anticipation of a pain that I worry is coming.
“Fuck this,” he says as he surprises me when he stops all together before standing up and walking away. “What are you doing?” I say opening my eyes again, this time sitting myself up so I can look at him.
“I can”t do it; I need to punish you, but I don”t want to hurt you,” he says as he begins shuffling from foot to foot.
“I trust you. It”s fine,” I say as I attempt to pull him closer. “Tell that to your face, you”re fucking scared of me,” he says in a pained voice.
“I”m not scared of you Gabe. Sure, I”m a little worried that the belt is gonna hurt, but I”m not scared of you. Heck, I like it when you spank me and tell me I”m a bad girl. But I”m not sure about that.” I say as my eyes dart to the belt lying on the floor.
“Oh,” he says as he finally allows me to pull him towards me.
“So this…” he says as he pulls back his hand and swats my ass, causing me to let out a gasp of air, “... is okay?”
“Yep,” I purr as I feel my arousal building.
“And this?” he asks as he swats my naked ass again, this time a little harder.
“Yeah,” I moan.
“What about this?” he asks as he spanks me harder, causing me to fall against him slightly as I let out a moan.
I throw my arms around his neck and whisper, “Hmm, yeah, punish me.”
“That gives me an idea,” he says with a naughty grin as he pushes me backward onto the bed.
“Arms up,” he demands and I comply. He picks up the belt and tightly loops it around my wrists before tying it to the bedpost.
Once he has me tied where he wants me, he forcefully spreads my thighs apart and places his head in between, wasting no time as his mouth and fingers bring me to orgasm, time and time again.
Next, he carefully loosens my restraint just enough so that he can roll me onto my front. He then grabs my hips and forces me to lift my ass until I”m basically on all fours.
“Yeah,” he says as he gives my ass another playful spank.
“I”ve thought about having you like this since that first night. What did you call it? Cat in heat pose?” he teases. I can”t help but smirk as I think back to that first night in the hotel after he rescued me from that concert with Justin. Who”d have thought that would have changed the course of my life so massively?
Another spank brings me back to reality. “Answer me,” he demands. Shit, I”ve no idea what he asked.
“Yes?” I reply, hoping that”s the right answer to whatever question he just asked.
“Yes?” he questions. Shit, that obviously wasn”t the answer he expected.
“You weren”t listening, were you?” he questions and I can hear a note of surprise in his voice.
“I was just thinking about that first time. How you came and took me away from Jus..”
“How dare you think of him? You need reminding of exactly who this ass belongs to?” he snaps as one harder slap attacks my bare ass.
“Dick,” I mumble under my breath as I feel the heat and sting burn across my ass.
“As you wish,” he chuckles and I”m glad to realize he’s only pretending to be mad.
He grabs hold of both my hips and angles them upwards. I feel him move behind me just seconds before I feel him thrust inside me.
“Fuck me,” I groan as I’m forced to suddenly stretch to accommodate his size.
“Anything you say, baby,” he says as he wastes no time fucking me hard and fast until I’m a screaming mess barely able to hold up my own body weight.
He finally releases my hands and I flop down onto the bed feeling like my whole body is suddenly made of jello.
“That was…wow!” he pants from beside me.
I feel him pull me against him as he places kisses to the top of my head, but I”m too exhausted to move. I enjoy the warmth of his body against mine for just a moment before my eyes close and I drift off to sleep.