Gabriella
The cramps in my stomach have been torturing me since seven am, expecting him.
Walking in the kitchen a hundred times, seeing everything is set perfectly.
My heart is thundering fiercely in my chest. I put coffee on to brew and a pot of green tea, as Saba instructed me how it should be done.
I lay a plate with some fresh fruits, a pint of vanilla yogurt, a package of granola, honey, and nuts with dried fruits on the kitchen counter.
I’m well aware anything can happen. I’ve thought about it. I’m still gaining my courage to let go of my fear, to open myself up. And honestly, I don’t know what I will do.
The doorbell rings, waking me from my thoughts. One last look in the mirror to see myself. Like I told him, I’m still in my knee-high satin purple nightgown with a bathrobe. Yeah, I look okay.
Opening the door, I encounter Lukas in his PJs. Wearing black satin with a bathrobe of the same fabric, like the Korean warrior I’ve seen in my dream. He’s holding what seems to be a bag of freshly baked croissants by the smell invading my apartment. Admiring me from head to toe, smiles adoringly.
“Good morning. If this is how you look every morning, I should visit more often, to be greeted by such beauty.” I flush.
“Please…” I invite him to enter.
He puts the bag of croissants on my kitchen counter. I try to pass by him to the coffee maker.
“Do you want some coffee or green tea? Both are freshly brewed…”
Doesn’t let me finish. Grabbing my waist with his big hands, he pins me against the refrigerator door, staring down.
Caressing my torso up and down, the heat of his hands through the satin fabric is inflaming me.
Every nerve in my body is screaming let me live.
He’s so close I can hear the hammering of his heart.
Ogling, he wets his lips, whispering, heaving.
“I’m so hungry and starving right now, but food isn’t what I’m craving, Gabriella.”
Everything in me is throbbing with arousal for this man. The heat of his hands burns my skin through fabric of my nightgown.
“Right now, I can’t think of anything but you.
You’re stuck in my head in a manner I can’t comprehend.
I’ve never felt or behaved the way I am with you.
It’s new and confusing for me. I don’t know how to act that doesn’t make you uncomfortable, but I can’t contain this suffocating desire to have you, body and mind. ”
There is this agonizing silence between us. I’m lost for words. I’m terrified to let go.
“Please, Gaby, say something. Tell me your suffering is the same. That this is mutual. If you want me to stop right now, I will, just say so. Tell me, Gaby... Do you want me to stop?”
His dark brown eyes pierced the very center of my core. I couldn’t lie any more. Breathless to his confession, my defenses fall. We feel the same, this raging fire burning out of control. He just took the words right out of my mouth.
“No, Lukas. Please, don’t stop.”
That’s all I could say, surrendering myself to him.
Jumping at each other with all the passion unbound, it takes control of us. Our kiss is desperate. I let all my inhibitions go for this man stealing my heart, without me realizing it. Or maybe I do.
This isn’t just physical. There’s something more.
He pushes us to the bedroom door, devouring my mouth.
Walking backward, I raise my hand to caress his hair.
Our moans are loud, desperate. We’re gasping for air between kisses, hungry for each other.
Holding his shoulders for balance, lips locked, we begin softly nibbling each other’s lips in desperation.
He picks a condom from his pocket and tossed it on the bed.
I undo his bathrobe, pulling it back from his shoulders to drop it on the floor, savoring every tiny detail.
My hands go under his PJ shirt, caressing his rock-hard abs.
Closing his eyes, he groans at my touch.
Pulling off his shirt, he drops it on top of his robe.
He's undoing my bathrobe slowly, like opening a gift.
Kneeling before me, he puts his hands around my thighs.
I let out a small gasp of pleasure, feeling his hands on my skin.
He continues to caress up my thighs. Finally he grabs the hem of my nightgown, standing to take it off, leaving me mostly naked, only wearing my underwear.
His eyes have a burning look in them. His famished stare makes me feel so cherished and beautiful. I know this is more than lust.
Raising his hands to gently cups my breasts, he sends pleasure blasting through me.
I close my eyes, my moan responding to his loving touch awakening every inch of my skin.
His long, sleek fingers crawl up, sensuously stroking my neck and face.
My skin tingles with the sensations he’s arousing in me.
His fingers drag down my belly, to encounter the waist of my panties. Curious fingertips swipe inside to find my swollen bud wet for him, circling it. A heated moan leaves my lips, feeling him.
“God, Gabriella. I dream of touching you like this so many times. I’m fucking trembling like a school boy. What have you done to me?”
My arms wrap around his neck, while his fingers do their magic, making me weak.
His touch is light and slowly teasing. I’m almost dizzy from this heated foreplay, gasping for air.
His bare chest against my naked breasts, his frantic fingers rubbing me back and forth is enough to make me lose control.
I’m famished, tugging him closer, walking backward, entangled in hungry kisses.
We trip, falling on my bed. Flustered caramel eyes gaze at me.
We’re both panting for air. That’s it. I plead with everything my heart is feeling and desiring.
“Make love to me…now. Take me now.”
“Gabriella.”
That’s all he could say, letting out a sound of agony.
Covering my mouth with his, he quenches his thirst for me.
Curious hands slide down caressing my hips and legs.
Trembling fingers search the waist of my panties, pulling them down my legs.
Once discarded, he kneels in front of me.
Gazing down, inflamed, while lowering his PJ’s pants pulling them down, he locks eyes on me.
He reaches for the condom, rip the foil with his teeth while I hungrily watched rolling unto him.
Reason left the room, desire is overpowering. Bending down with one swift move, he thrusts his thick, hard arousal inside, stretching me out. We gasp, observing each other, love drugged, and moaning loudly. I can’t believe this is finally happening.
It’s much sweeter than what I imagined it would be. His slow movements torture me. He knows how to make the core of a woman glow brightly with unrestrained arousal. We’re gasping and moaning.
Holy shit, he feels so good. Driving me into madness, my gasps are louder. I’m mindless with lust. He’s skillful and knows it. But at the same time, he’s gentle and caring. Moving his mouth to my cheek and neck, I’m beyond reason at this point. This is everything I need and more.
“Tell me what you want.” Dragging his mouth on my cheek.
“Please, baby, don’t stop,” I plead in agony.
Chuckling at my neck, he increases the pace of his thrusting. Closing his eyes, he gasps in sweet misery.
“Gaby, oh God… Don’t hold back, baby. I want to see you come… You feel so good around me. You fit so perfectly. Come on, surrender to me.” Lukas groans, while increasing the speed of his thrusts.
Pinning my hands down on the bed, he dips his mouth to my neck, licking and kissing.
His heated breath burns everything inside me, down to my very soul.
I belong only to him. My soul is shouting yes to all of him.
He releases my hands. I caress his back, crushing him into me.
Falling into the abyss of his eyes, my release is coming like a tornado out of control, I wiggle against him.
He quickens his thrusts until I start spasming in his arms.
“Yes, that’s it. Let it go, baby. Feel me deep in you.”
In a blissful second, our eyes meet, and the world freezes around us. I’ve surrendered my soul to him without realizing it. My body shudders with the jolt of my orgasm, screaming his name.
“Lukas!”
I arch against his chest while shaking with tremors against his hips, screaming the release rippling through me, gasping for air. It’s so intense my eyes roll back.
It’s the cue he needs. Tormented eyes stare back, tensing while gasping my name, shivering on top of me.
“Oh, God. Gabriellaaa!”
Pushing deep inside, he tilts his head back, squeezing his eyes shut while he finds his release.
While he gasps for air, I place feathery kisses on his closed eyelids, nose, and lips, still panting for air.
He responds to my kisses, slowly catching his breath.
I’m short-winded, drunk on love, and satisfied.
We fall asleep cuddling each other lovingly.
Surrendering to the powerful bliss we’ve encountered in this moment of our lives, dare I say, it was meant to be.
Like a bursting Volcano…