Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Monica
Gabriel is quiet as we both are lost in our own thoughts.
“Let’s head inside, querida . The mosquitos will be out soon,” he murmur against my hair. I nod sleepily while yawning before stretching my arms above my head. Gabriel takes the opportunity to sweep me into his arms and stand up. I let out a quick squeal before sliding my arms around her neck and sighing. We head inside before Gabriel gently places me on the bed.
“Are you coming to bed?” I whisper seductively.
“In a minute. I want to put out the fire and bring in the dishes,” he says before placing a quick kiss on my forehead. After walking back outside, I hear him break up the remaining log in the fire pit and douse it with water. Before he returns with all the dishes and the blanket, I take the opportunity to sneak into the bathroom and put on a special set of lingerie I’ve been saving.
I slip back into the main room and position myself strategically across the bed so Gabriel can see every inch of me on display.
“ Tesoro ,” I call.
“Almost done,” he says as he brings everything else inside before closing and locking the door. He turns around and stop dead in his tracks. Gabriel’s eyes drag up and down my body as his pupils dilate.
“I’m not tired, Daddy.”
“ Querida ,” he groan. “Fucking hell. Do you know how hard you just made me?” I grin as I beckon him with a crook of my finger.
“Fuck me, Daddy. I need you to fuck me. Hard.”
Gabriel gives me a wicked grin as he grabs me around the waist and steps toward the wall, where he proceeds to fuck me as hard as I wanted.
I’m a puddle. My limbs no longer work. Three intense orgasms and I’ve lost the ability to function.
I barely register moving, as my entire body is lax with exhaustion but humming with pleasure and bliss. It’s only when I feel the water cascading over me that I realize Gabriel has taken us into the shower. He’s still holding me against him and has one hand slowly running through my hair as the water covers us both. When he reaches for the shampoo, I attempt to take it from him.
“No, querida . Let me love on you,” Gabriel murmurs. I look up at him and see a little uncertainty in his eyes.
“What’s wrong?” I ask. He shakes his head, unwilling to respond. “ Tesoro , something is wrong. Tell me. ”
Gabriel sighs before resting his forehead against mine.
“I was too rough. I lost my head, and I … I was too rough.”
“No, you weren’t,” I tell him.
“ Querida , you passed out. There are marks on your thighs where I was gripping you too hard. It was too much.”
“No. No, it wasn’t. Gabriel, I passed out because you gave me three insane orgasms in a few minutes. I’ve never felt like that before. That was the best sex I’ve ever had, and I don’t want you to think you were too rough. I liked it, tesoro . I told you to fuck me hard, and you did. I don’t regret it, and neither should you,” I tell him. He still looks uncertain.
“I can tone it down.”
“No. I’ll tell you if it’s too much. We can have a safe word if that would make you feel better. Would that help?” I ask as he begins to shampoo my hair. I don’t want Gabriel to regret anything we just did. Not that I’m complaining about this aftercare, but I definitely want to revisit that experience in the future.
“I guess a safe word could help. What should we use?” Gabriel says after a few moments.
“It should be something we wouldn’t normally use in regular conversation.”
He gives me an amused half-smile. “Oh, really? How do you know that?”
I shrug.
“I’ve read 50 Shades of Grey. And a few others since then.”
“A few other what?”
“Erotic books.”
“I really love learning these little snippets about you, querida . Never would have thought you’d be reading smut in your spare time,” he says with a chuckle. “Any ideas on a safe word?”
“Papaya.”
“Why papaya? ”
“It’s the first fruit I thought of.”
“Okay, papaya it is. Now, tell me more about this smut you read,” Gabriel says with a wicked leer, and I sigh in relief. My Gabriel is back.
“Oh! Even better, I’ll tell you who reads it that we both know!” I say gleefully as Gabriel begins to condition my hair.
“Who?”
“Chase!”
“No fucking way.”
“Yep! He told me he’s the one that messed with the room reservation at the conference in Boulder because he could see we were interested in each other and wanted to push us together. He referenced a couple of romance book tropes, and I questioned him on it. Turns out he’s quite the avid smut reader,” I tell him.
“That actually explains a lot. He made some random comment about us early on, asking if we were enemies to lovers, and I bit his head off about it, thinking he assumed we were sleeping together right after we met,” Gabriel says as he grabs the body wash and begins to wash me.
“That sounds about right. He told me he figured he’d get us together with the one room because there is only one bed,” I say.
“What does one bed have to do with anything?” he asks.
“It’s a trope in romance books where the main characters are stuck in a room with only one bed. Shenanigans arise.”
“Well, he was right about that. Shenanigans were had,” Gabriel chuckles. “I still can’t believe you watched me in the shower and got yourself off at the same time.”
“Hey! You left the damn door open on purpose!” I screech.
“Not on purpose, but maybe I could have made sure it closed. But, I needed to know if the attraction was one-sided. I figured if you watched, you would be as interested in me as I was in you. Never thought you’d do what you did, but I’m definitely not complaining,” Gabriel tells me as he turns off the water and grabs two towels from a shelf next to the shower. “I don’t regret anything that happened that week, querida . It led to where we are today.”
“Me too,” I whisper as he wraps a towel tightly around me.
“I love you,” he says as he leans down and kisses me tenderly.
“I love you, too,” I respond.
I’d love to say the week in the mountains was full of hiking, fishing, or anything, but honestly, we just fucked. A lot. Gabriel is insatiable. I thought I had a high sex drive, but his sex drive is off the charts. Aren’t guys in their forties supposed to be calmer? I thought that’s when they started needing Viagra. I definitely know he has no need for that. He’s hard all the damn time. We’ve ventured out only as far as his property goes. He’s shown me his trail cams for looking at the wildlife, as well as the creek that goes along the farthest edge of his property. I got to watch him cut some wood for his fire pit, and he explained he also uses wood to heat the home in the winter months via a wood-burning stove. I remember Olivia telling me about Liam cutting down their first Christmas tree with her, Nate, and Emily, and how she really appreciated watching him go all ‘lumbersnack’ for her. Watching Gabriel do it without a shirt on is just straight porn. We didn’t make it back to the cabin. He sat on a cut piece of wood, and I rode him hard, right in the middle of the damn day. No regrets.