Chapter 21
Elle
“That apron looks good on you,” I said to Gabe as he stirred the pasta.
He smiled at me. “You just like that I’m not wearing anything under it.”
“That is certainly an added bonus. I’m all for seeing your wonderful naked body but not at the risk of you burning anything.”
“Don’t worry, all the important parts are protected. Though that doesn’t answer why you are wearing so many clothes,” he countered.
I looked down at his shirt that I was wearing. “Too much clothes? I’m wearing one thing.”
It was late on Saturday evening, or somewhere around there.
I wasn’t sure what time it was, and I really didn’t care.
All I knew was that Gabe was cooking for me again and this time while not wearing much.
He had opened a bottle of wine and we had chatted easily as he prepared the meal and then after.
We talked about everything and nothing. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to him, to tell him what I was thinking, and wanted to do in my life.
I opened to him about my parents and how supportive they had been for me.
My worry about college and making them proud.
He talked about his upbringing and even talked openly about his first wife and how he had messed everything up. I could tell he wanted me to know him, all of him, warts, and all. It made me like him even more and feel special that he trusted me enough to tell me.
We had talked late into the night but then Gabe took me into his bedroom and made slow sweet love to me all night long. We had fallen into an exhausted slumber in the early hours of the morning, only to do it all again as soon as we had woken up.
The next day had played pretty much the same way. With us talking, cooking, laughing, and getting to know each other. Gabe had turned on another documentary for us to watch. We had only gotten to the first few minutes before we reached for each other and the show had been forgotten.
After, we both realized we were famished and he had agreed to cook for me again. I always had to do most of my own cooking and was more than happy to let Gabe do it for me. He seemed to like taking care of me.
He turned off the burning and walked towards me. “Do you not understand that even that one piece of clothing is too much as far as I am concerned?”
I smiled at him as he put his hands on my hips. “Really? I thought it was best to cover myself otherwise you would get distracted and not be able to cook for me.”
“You can easily distract me just by being in the same room. I just prefer if I’m going to have said distraction, it should be without clothes on.” Gabe bent his head down and kissed the side of my neck.
I wrapped my arms around him and to the back of his apron. “Well, if that’s the case, then you need to reciprocate,” I said and undid the strings.
Gabe stepped back as the apron opened. He reached for his shirt and lifted it up and over my head. I let him and then did the same to his apron. I looked approvingly over his body and he did the same thing. I had the pleasure of watching him grow as I did.
His hands roamed over my body and cupped my breasts. I leaned into him and closed my eyes. I loved how he touched me, how he made me feel. I loved just being with him and wanted to have as much of it as I could get. I knew I was falling for him. I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t help it.
When he stood in front of me, looking so sexy, and giving me a look like I was the sexiest woman he had ever seen, I didn’t want to help it. I wanted him; I wanted to be with him. I knew I would do whatever I had to make that happen.
Reaching down, I stroked him and said, “Something tells me that dinner is going to have to wait.”
“Oh, I plan on having a little appetizer before the main course,” Gabe said and lifted me up and put me on the counter.
His hands went to my legs and opened them wide. I hardly had time to register what he was doing before his tongue was inside me. I jerked and cried out his name. Gabe only laughed and continued to suck and lick up all my juices.
They flowed out of me as they always did whenever I was around him. I couldn’t believe how much he could turn me on or how much I wanted him. It was a need that only grew the longer I was with him. At times, I couldn’t even go five minutes without thinking and wanting to be with him again.
He seemed to feel the same way as most of the weekend had been spent with us making love throughout the apartment.
I wasn’t sure if we just both wanted to see how many places we could have sex or we just wanted each other all the time and we would do it wherever we happened to be. I didn’t care, I just wanted him.
“Gabe. Yes. Fuck. I love your tongue,” I cried out.
“My tongue loves your pussy. I could eat this all day, every day and never get bored,” he said.
“It’s yours whenever you want,” I said with a sigh.
“Excellent,” Gabe said and flicked his tongue inside me again.
I jerked and twisted as he pleasured me. I could feel my orgasm forming and knew it wasn’t going to be long before I came. I moved faster under him and lifted my hips in the air. I was a second away from coming when Gabe moved away from me.
Confusion hit me first but it was quickly replaced by excitement as I saw Gabe get on the counter with me. His eyes had a predatory look as he lifted my legs in the air so that I was bent in half. His cock moved right inside me and I arched towards him as he filled me.
“Yes,” Gabe moaned as he plowed into me.
“Gabe,” I cried as I moved under him.
“The only thing better than eating you out is fucking you. Here, on the couch, in our bed, in the shower, against the wall. Anywhere and everywhere I can fuck you is the best thing in the world,” Gabe said.
“Yes, Yes Gabe. I love when you fuck me,” I said.
“And that’s exactly what I plan on doing,” Gabe said.
He filled me again, moving in and out, slowly at first and then faster and faster. I loved how he could tease me, how he could control me, how he seemed to know what I needed before I did.
“You are so beautiful,” Gabe said as he pushed himself inside me and held himself there.
I smiled at him and could feel myself blush. “Thank you.”
“You have no idea how amazing you are, do you?” He asked.
I looked away from him but he reached his hand and pushed my face back to look at him. “You are. You are so smart, so funny, so beautiful, so incredible. You are going to do amazing things, Elle Sanders. I can’t wait to see what you do.”
His words brought tears to my eyes. It meant everything that he saw me, really saw me, and believed in me. I reached up and brought his mouth to mine; I kissed him with as much passion and love as I could show him. His hips moved over me and soon we were frantic for the other.
I cried out as his hands cupped my breasts, teasing and massaging them just the way I liked him to.
I moved with him as he increased his speed.
I could feel him getting hard and bigger in me and I wanted us to go over together.
I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him to me deeper and harder than I ever had before.
Gabe broke from kissing me and brought his mouth to the side of my face. His breathing was slow and labored as he worked over me. I tightened my hold on him, using my hips to get him as deep inside me as I could.
“Yes. Yes,” Gabe cried out and sucked on my earlobe.
“Gabe,” I sighed and then arched into him as I went over. I felt him plow into me one more time and then cry out my name as he followed me over the edge.
Spent, he collapsed on top of me. I kept my legs and arms around him as we slowly recovered.
I could feel Gabe’s breath next to my ear, feel the pressure of his body on top of mine.
I smiled into his neck and let out a content sigh.
Happiness, contentment, a feeling of belonging filled me like I had never felt before.
I knew it was all because of the man who was lying on top of me.
I tightened my hold on him. I didn’t want to let this moment or any other moment I had with Gabe slip through my fingers.
He had come to mean too much to me and I was worried that all too soon, this would end.