“Gabe.” I shout without opening my eyes “Will you fuck off telling me what to do, I’ve had two babies before, I do know what to do. How many times have you been pregnant?”
I open my eyes and look at him; his hands are dug deep into the pockets of his trackies and he’s tracing an invisible pattern on the tiles with his toes. Something I’ve seen him do before when he’s upset, and I immediately feel bad.
He looks up and gives me such a sad smile, I want to weep. “I’m sorry. I just hate the thought of leaving you, I’ve not done a very good job of keeping you safe so far and that’s while I’ve been with you. The thought of all the things that could go wrong while I’m away is killing me Lauren, its fucking killing me.”
“Come and get in and wash my back.”
He smiles his lopsided smile at me and his blue eyes twinkle. “Thought you would never ask.”
He’s naked and sliding in behind me about twenty seconds later; we spend the next half hour talking about nothing much and finally fall into bed around nine o’clock; despite how tired I feel, the minute Gabe starts massaging my feet, I suddenly feel awake. He spends the next couple of hours, stroking, massaging, kissing and licking me from head to toe; it’s the strangest combination of feelings, I’m incredibly tired but tingling with anticipation at how this will end, by the time he slides his cock inside me from behind I am so relaxed and so wound up that I have the strangest of orgasms, it sort of creeps up on me, without any warning and seems to go on forever. My muscles clenching and pulsating around him as he pumps into me a few more times before he explodes himself. We curl ourselves around each other and I fall asleep feeling more content than I may possibly have in my entire life.
CHAPTER 26
Our morning sex is the complete opposite to last night. Last night he treated me with such reverence that I truly felt worshipped, this morning it’s almost as if he’s angry with me. I orgasm regardless. I mean come on, who wouldn’t?
I look up into his eyes as he lies on top and still inside of me. “Are you okay?”
“I don’t wanna go. I don’t want to leave you Lauren” He rests his forehead against mine.
“It’s just two nights Gabe, Stella’s coming over to stay with me tonight and I’m having the girls over for dinner on Thursday night and Friday you’re home; what time do you land?”
“About four I think, traffic will be shit house that time on a Friday coming through the city so I probably won’t get back here till after six. Ava isn’t coming this weekend so at least I don’t have to divert to pick her up this week”
I kiss each of his cheeks and then his lips. “Well. No Ava means we can spend the entire weekend in bed, I might just have to do a little shopping while you’re away and give you a proper homecoming.”
I can feel his cock twitch inside me as he considers what I’ve just said. Good, I’ve distracted him from worrying about leaving me. For now at least. He kisses my neck and I can feel him smile against my skin as he speaks. “What kind of shopping?”
“The dirty, filthy kind.” I instantly feel him start to grow hard again.
“Oh baby, my favourite kind of shopping. And what do you plan on buying on this dirty, filthy shopping trip?”
He’s moving his hips in such a way that it is actually making my head spin, he’s grinding in a sort of figure eight pattern.
“Well that would, ahhh, spoil the surprise. Unless you, fuck, unless you have a specific request?”
He sucks with just his lips on my nipple as he looks up at me through those amazing lashes of his. Then over my chest, up my throat and back to my mouth.
“I like it when you surprise me. Dirty, filthy surprises are good. Can I take pictures?”
He stops gyrating and grinding as he waits for my answer. I need the friction so I start grinding against him. He lifts his hips away from me.
“Na ha Lauren. Can I take pictures?”
I let out a sigh of frustration. “I’m a fat geriatric gravida. Why would you want pictures of me?”
“I don’t even know what that means. I can only assume it means hot, sexy, totally fuckable. Did I mention hot? Mummy to be, because that baby is what you are, so why wouldn’t I want pictures?”
I shrug. I don’t care at this moment in time, I’m just about ready for another orgasm, he can do whatever he likes. “Yes Gabe, you can take pictures. Just make me come one more time before you leave.”
“You’re very demanding this morning.”
“Nah. Just horny as fuck, deal with it Wilde.”
“Oh I can more than deal with it Lauren.”
And he did! Half hour later we are enjoying a shower together, as Gabe stands behind me massaging shampoo into my scalp my mind drifts back to the wake up sex we had first thing this morning.
“Did I do something to piss you off earlier this morning?’