Chapter 46
Elena
“We did it!” I exhale loudly and throw my body on the bed, every bone in it aching. Could be exhaustive or sexual frustration because the whole day I had to watch Gabriel walk around in blue jeans that I had never seen him wear and look gorgeous on him. The shirt he wore may or may not have a small Formula One logo printed on his bicep. No further explanation for that.
“Bloody brilliant by the way for the idea to put her on the stand. She had twenty copies.”
“Either she watched every time she needed something, or she was making sure because she suspected something like our previous plan.”
“Please never mention my mother watching the sex tape.” Gabriel groans, his face growing disgusted with his nose scrunched up. He sits down on my bed next to me on his side and holds his head up by his elbow propped on the bed.
“Can you blame her?” I ask but it was too late to take it back when I realized how weird that sounded.
“Yeah, I can,” he laughs at my question, and I find myself flushed, my hands in front of my face to cover how red I have turned.
“I’m sorry,” I mumble into my hands. “That was a weird and stupid question.”
“Maybe,” he drags the words and slowly moves my hands away from my face, and I get graced with his heavenly gorgeous face. “But I like your weird questions.”
“Oh,” I whisper because that was all I could get out. In truth I am sexually frustrated and what the hell. I have been deprived by his touch, his lips on me, his mouth on me, and everything, and not just that. I missed him. I missed him when I thought I wouldn’t.
Who am I kidding? Why wouldn’t I miss him?
I … I love him .
I realized that when he said them himself to me but I was scared and didn’t say anything back. I still am.
I am scared that one day he will plan to leave me and never come back. I am scared to love him fully because of my past.
But life can have so many outcomes and it is not worth being scared for something. You move on with life and eventually heal.
If only it were that easy.
But I am willing to take the risk. I am willing to risk my future and maybe even myself and let myself fall in love even if it may be for the last time.
One last time and the only thing I can do is pray that only death will part us.
“Gabriel?”
“Yes, my love?”
My nostrils flare as I take in a sharp breath, my heart beating out of my ribcage. Goosebumps rise on my skin as I reach for him and thread my fingers through his hair. Hesitant, at first because I am not sure if he even wants me to. His lips slowly curl into a hungry smile, easing the nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach. His hair is so soft.
I take one last breath before I let the words out that I am eager yet afraid to say. “I love you,” I whisper, my breath ghosting over his lips as he leans in closer the further I run my fingers into his soft dark chocolate brown hair. “I love you so deeply, it hurts thinking of a future without you.”
“Then don’t worry about the hurt, there is no future without us. I would stalk you just to have you forever.”
“How…romantic?” I giggle but that soon enough dies down when I feel his warm hand pin a strand of my hair to the back of my ear and his face hovers over mine. Dangerously close.
“I love you too,” his hot breath ghosts over my skin. “I love you more than life itself and I would turn the world upside down just to have you.” My eyes sting as his words continue, my heart beating faster by the second. “I love you with everything I am, and everything I hope to be. And by everything, I mean I’m yours. If being your life companion is all I will ever be, then I will have no complaints.”
“Does that mean you would give your business if I asked you to?” I joke.
“Do you want me to?” He says the seriousness in his tone telling me he is not joking and would actually do it.
“God no, I was just joking.”
“I mean it.”
“And I mean it too. Are you mad?”
“No,” he says. “Just crazy in love with you.”
“Maybe both,” I suggest.
“Maybe just a little bit mad then.”
“And crazy in love.”
“You get me.”
“I always got you.”
“And that’s why we make sense and are perfect together. The perfect puzzle pieced together to perfection.” His voice is low as he runs his finger along the front strand of my hair, his eyes piercing through me.
“By all means, I am anything but perfection.”
“Not in my eyes. You are as perfect as anything can be.”
“Truly?”
“Truly.”
I laugh at his smug smile. It is so beautiful. Sadly, I do not witness it often in the office. There he is like a grey cloud.
A breath passes between us.
And then his palm is on my cheek, and his mouth moves over mine. Soft, desperate, and slow as if he wants to take his time to remember the mingled tastes of your lips.
I slide my tongue into his mouth and a silent war begins between our tongues. I bear the power in this moment and with that I push him, roll him onto his back while I climb on top of him.
Lazy tendrils of desire curls through me as my hands skim across his clothed chest until I reach his pants. I savour his bold and rich taste like my favourite drink and before I know it, he leans against the headboard, our naked body clashing as I sink down onto him.
Our hearts beat in sync, our breath harmonises with each other and our kisses grow hungrier and in intensity. I slowly sink into him until he buries deep into me, and we both groan in union.
Gabriel’s hands grip my hips as I rock him. Sweat mists our skins, soft pans and moans fill the quiet in my room and a delicious pressure builds up in the lower pit of my stomach.
He doesn’t attempt to take over the situation. I watch as his muscles visibly strain from the effort as my hands run along the soft contours of his chest. I hold myself stable onto his shoulders, lean in until our chests are laying naked over one another and I ride us out into simultaneous, toe-curling orgasm.
The overwhelming intimacy of the moment sets my heart off in a rapid beating, and the aftershocks are still rippling through me when Gabriel pulls me closer for a kiss on the crown of my head.
Warm silence hugs us as we stay in bed under the covers, our bodies mingled. “Thank you,” I whisper in the silence.
“For what?”
“Everything. I heard that the hospital bills of my mother were all paid in full. Coincidence?”
“Maybe and never thank me for something like that. I love you and I will give you everything you may need. And to be honest, I have grown a huge likeness to your mother.”
I chuckle against his chest; his chest vibrates in sync as he laughs. “She has too, for you, which is surprising but it seems you have something that makes her like you. Maybe your money.” I smile at his sly smile when I joke.
“I really want this between us to work but at my pace. Which is a confusing pace because one time I want to marry you and the next I just want time to slow down.”
“Whatever you want. You want to move fast and marry tomorrow, which I have no objection to, then we can, but if you want to work it slow and just go on a small date on the beach then we will. O que você quiser, eu estarei lá.” Whatever you want, I will be there.
“Biliyorum, bu yüzden seni seviyorum.” I know, that's why I love you.
“Ben de seni seviyorum.” I love you to o .
My mouth gapes open in surprise at his words and he smiles at my shock.
“How many languages do you speak?”
“A few. Portuguese and Turkish are making themselves on the list.”